Finally, you were home. For the past two weeks, you have been on a business trip. Unlike Chris, you weren't an actor but a very popular clothing company CEO. You were supposed to stay for a couple of days but decided not to and surprise Chris instead.
You arrived at Chris' house at 7:45 Pm and had only talked to him a couple of times before your flight.
You got to bags and quietly opened the door expecting Dodger to come running, but the house was very quiet. Confused, you dropped your bags by the door and heard some soft snores. You followed the sounds into the living room and found Chris and Dodger sleeping on the couch.
You couldn't help but let out a quiet "aww" and take a picture of the two. You quickly took a picture and put a blanket over Chris and Dodger, deciding you would wake them up after taking a long-awaited shower. You took Chris's hat off his head and placed a quick kiss on his forehead and made your way to your guys' shared bedroom, and got the clothes that you were going to wear after the shower.
In the shower, you started thinking about how strange it was that Chris fell asleep so early; usually, he slept after 11:00 pm. This worried you. Chris only ever fell asleep early when his anxiety flared up.
You quickly finished your shower and put on your clothes, just one of Chris's hoodies and a pair of shorts that accentuated your ass perfectly; your boyfriend has said this before multiple times.
You dried your hair and put it into a ponytail, then walked back to the living room where Chris and Dodger were both sleeping peacefully.
You walked over to the couch and started running your hands through Chris's hair slowly. "Chris, babe, you need to wake up." You said quietly to Chris in an attempt to wake him up. You shook him a little bit but stopped when he groaned and slightly opened his eyes.
"Y/N?" He asked sleepily. "Yes, my love." You answered, chuckling as he looked around confused. "Your home," Chris said, looking at you before pulling into a slow and passionate kiss. "When did you get here?" Chris asked, drawing you closer to him. "An hour ago." You told him.
"You should've woken me up," Chris mumbled into your neck. "Babe, you looked exhausted. I wasn't going to wake you up. You and Dodger also looked adorable." You told Chris and pecked his lips lightly.
"Did you eat dinner yet?" You asked Chris after a bit of silence. "No," Chris answered. "You go take a shower, and I'll take Dodger so we can get some pizza." You told Chris. "Don't leave me," Chris whined, holding you tighter.
"I'll be back before you even finish your shower, Bubba." You said using the pet name that got him to listen to you.
"Alright, fine. But you better get Leones." Chris said, letting go of you a little. "Of course, I will." You said, and Chris leaned down to kiss you again but were both interrupted when Dodger woke up and jumped on you in excitement.
"Dodgey!" You yelled out in excitement as the dog counted to lick your face. "Thanks for that girlfriend stealer," Chris said with a playful glare pointed at the pup.
"He's a dog, Christopher ." You said with faux anger. "Yeah, okay. Give me one more kiss." Chris said, pulling you up and into his arms and putting his lips on yours before you could even answer.
"Go take a shower. I need to get your pizza." You said after pulling away. "Alright, bossy pants," Chris said, kissing you once more before leaving.
"Come on, buddy, let's go to the bathroom before getting in the car." You whispered to the smiling dog.
You grabbed Dodger's leash and took him out into the backyard so he could do his business. You told Dodger to wait by the door as you went back to your room to grab your wallet. You weren't expecting sweatpants to be thrown in your face when you walked into the room.
"Hey!" You yelled in disbelief. "Don't want anyone to look at my stuff," Chris said. "What stuff?" You asked, confused. "Your ass," Chris replied. "Hilarious." You answered in a dry tone. "That's not even fair. The whole world has seen your ass." Y/N argued. "Not my fault," Chris replied.
"I'm leaving." You said after putting on Chris's pants. "Drive safely!" Chris yelled as you walked out of the door. "I will, mother." You replied sarcastically. "Y/N, I'm being serious. Drive safely." Chris said in a serious tone. You couldn't help but frown. "I will. Don't worry. Love you, Chris." You said, grabbing Dodger, who was patiently waiting at the door for you. "Love you too!" Chris yelled from the bathroom.
...
You had just picked up the pizza and were stuck in traffic when Chris called.
"Hey, babe." You said, greeting him. "Are you okay?" Chris asked, causing you to furrow your eyebrows. "I'm perfectly fine. Why are you asking?" You asked your boyfriend, who sounded very worried. "You're just taking a long time," Chris answered. "Yeah, there's a lot of traffic. Dodger and I should be home in 10 minutes." You answered. "Okay. Sorry for distracting you." Chris said. That was very strange. "No, it's fine. Chris, are you okay?" You finally asked. "I'm fine. I'm just worried about you." Chris said. "Don't be worried. The traffic just started moving. I'll be home before you know it." You told him. "Okay, talk to you when you get home. I love you." Chris said. "I love you too." You replied, and the call ended.
"Somethings wrong with your Dad bubs." You told Dodger, who was quietly sitting in the passenger seat.
...
"Honey, I'm home!" You yelled, entering the house and letting go of Dodger's leash. "In the living room!" Chris yelled back. You went into the living room to find Chris sitting on the couch talking to the original six avengers on facetime. You placed the pizza on the coffee table and then sat beside Chris on the couch to say hi to everyone.
"Y/N, what do you think about a trip with all of us?" Scarlett asked. "That would be awesome." You replied. You talked to all of them for a bit until Chris hung up, claiming he was hungry.
"So a trip with the avengers?" You asked. "Robert and Scarlett brought up the idea, but we still don't know if it's happening," Chris told you.
"What movie are we watching tonight?" You asked Chris. "Little Mermaid," Chris replied, and you put the movie on.
Both of you ate your pizza, and then when you finished, Chris laid down on your chest.
As the movie continued, you were more worried about Chris. Whenever you guys watched Little Mermaid, he always sang along, but today he wasn't, and he was being extra clingy.
At the halfway point of the movie, you paused it.
"Why did you pause it?" Chris asked.
"Chris, are you feeling okay? You've been acting different since I came back. Is it your anxiety? Please don't lie." You said in a soft tone.
"Just a nightmare I had," Chris confessed. "What happened?" You asked. "We were in the car. You were driving, and I kept making you laugh. T-then a car came outta nowhere and crashed into us. Y/N you..." Chris started saying but got too choked up at the end, but you knew what he was going to say. You died in his dream.
"Chris, look at me." You said and smiled when he looked up at you. "I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me for the rest of our lives whether you like it or not, Bubba. I promise the only way you're ever losing me is when we're old and wrinkly. I love you, and nothing is ever going to change that." You told Chris as both of your eyes filled up with tears.
"You understand?" You asked. "Yes, ma'am," Chris said, sniffling. You played with the hair on the back of his neck to calm him down.
"Marry me," Chris said abruptly. "What?" You asked, trying to see if you heard right. Chris then ran out of the living room and came back with a small box in his hand. He then dropped down onto one knee.
"Y/N, I love you so so much, and I can't let go of the best thing that's happened to me. Will you marry me?" Chris asked, bringing tears to both of your eyes. Then, before even saying anything, you ran over to Chris and kissed him fiercely.
"Yes! Of course, I'll marry you!" You yelled, kissing him again, and Chris twirled you while you kissed.
You both broke apart from the kiss, and Chris put the ring on your ring finger.
"I love you." You said, looking into Chris's eyes. "I love you too, and I can't wait to marry you," Chris said and pulled you in for another kiss filled with love and passion.
"When can we have the 'oh my god, we're engaged' sex? Chris asked in between kisses. "Right now." You said.
Chris put his hands on your ass, lifted you, and carried you to your bedroom.