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the boston brute series: pt. 13 - bye, princess (sneak peek)
The Boston Brute Series: Pt. 13 - Bye, Princess (Sneak Peek)
Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)
Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.
A/N: I just finished pt 13, my brain is fried. that is all. this sneak peek and part are VERY angsty.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.
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He sat on the edge of your bed, looking over at you as you sobbed. “Don’t do this.”
A sob burst through your mouth as you pulled your knees up to your chest. Why did he have to know you so well?
Chris turned to face you, worry lines etched into his forehead and you longed to run your thumb over them. “Don’t do this, Y/N.”
You shook your head, avoiding his eyes and staring at the comforter on your bed. “Maybe we were stupid to think it could ever work,” you whispered.
He scrubbed a hand over his beard, “You don’t mean that.”
“Chris… Maybe it’s just… Not in the cards.” Every word that came out of your mouth was like a knife to the heart.
He stood, pacing the floor by the foot of your bed. “You don’t mean that, Y/N.” He said again, his voice stern. Chris came over, kneeling by your bed, his blue eyes glossy with tears. “Look at me.”
You shook your head, your eyes filling with tears. “Chris…”
“Look at me, Y/N.”
After taking a deep breath, you turned your head slightly, finally meeting his gaze.
“If that’s what you want, I’ll go. If it’s what you want, I’ll walk away right now. You look me dead in the eyes right now and tell me you don’t love me and you don’t want to make it work, I’ll leave. But you have to look me in the eyes and tell me this, Y/N.”
the boston brute series: pt. 12 - welcome to sudbury (dual pov)
The Boston Brute Series: Part 12 - Welcome To Sudbury (Dual POV)
Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)
Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.
Warnings: Crude language. Chris’s asshole father mentioned, parental abuse mentioned. There’s a police officer in this fic, too lol. Idk if that’s a trigger, but just to be safe. Lots of fluff and soft Chris. Please do not read this series if you are not a fan of asshole Chris or fics with a lot of angst. As always, let me know if I missed anything!
W/C: 9.3k
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.
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Chris POV
Chris’s grip on the steering wheel tightened every time he drove past a mile marker, signaling you guys were one mile closer to Sudbury. His knuckles were way past the point of turning white and his fingers started to ache from the hold he had.
He’d kept the itinerary to himself for almost the entire drive, finally passing it over when you’d asked what the plans were and for some reason, he was more worried about your reaction to a meticulously planned out Christmas than facing his family.
His stomach turned when your eyes widened.
“There’s an itinerary?” You asked, looking over at him with raised eyebrows. If he wasn’t so fucking nervous about how this weekend was going to go, he might’ve given himself a second to appreciate just how much he loved the way your feelings were so easily displayed through your expressions.
Christmas had always been a big deal to Lisa and he’d mentioned it in passing a few times, but Chris failed to inform you just how seriously she took it. Itinerary and all.
Your eyes narrowed at Chris. “Did you wait until we got on the road to tell me so I wouldn’t back out?”
His eyes flickered from you to the road nervously, trying to gauge your reaction. Busted. He should’ve known better. “No…” He lied, his voice unconvincing, even to himself.
“Christopher!” You scoffed, shaking your head. “I can’t believe you.”
He could tell by your tone that you were teasing and not actually upset with him, but he still felt bad. You told him you didn’t celebrate Christmas and that this would be the first time you’d spent any sort of holiday around a family and here he was basically throwing you to the wolves.
Chris reached over and squeezed your thigh gently. “It’ll be fun, I promise.” He peeked over at you, smiling at the fake grin you had on your face. You were trying so hard not to show him just how worried you were because you also knew how worried he was about being around his family.
Which was stupid.
It’s his family.
He can spend a few days with his family. No big deal.
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the boston brute series: pt. 13 - bye, princess (dual pov)
The Boston Brute Series: Part 13 - Bye, Princess (Dual POV)
Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)
Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.
Warnings: Crude language. Lots and lots of angst. Crying. Brief smut, but nothing like graphic. Parental death mentioned. Please do not read this series if you are not a fan of asshole Chris or fics with a lot of angst. As always, let me know if I missed anything!
W/C: 9.3k
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.
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*immediately following part 12*
Reader POV
“Y/N,” Chris called out to you gently, his voice slightly muffled by the hand pressed against his mouth, eyes filled with concern. The nausea you felt rolling through your stomach was clearly visible on your face. “Come sit.”
You nodded, swallowing again. Water. You needed water.
With shaky legs, you walked over and took a seat in the chair next to Chris.
Fuck. They know.
Terry sighed, shaking his head. “Who wants to go first?” He smacked a tabloid magazine down on the desk in front of you.
You eyed the magazine, then glanced at Chris, his expression unreadable. “Sorry?” You asked, turning your attention back to a very red-faced and frustrated man.
Terry pinched the bridge of his nose, sitting back in the chair. “I don’t have the patience for playing stupid.”
“I can’t play stupid if I don’t know what this is in reference to.” You responded, clearing your throat when your voice had a little more edge than you’d intended. Now probably wasn’t the time to lash out.
Chris jerked his chin towards the desk. “Look at the cover, Princess.”
Your pulse raced as you tentatively leaned forward.
What the fuck?
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Reposting it, to read them all💖💖
Chris Evans Masterlist
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One Shots
Speak Now
Lip Sync Battle
The 2020 Election
Best friends
Swap
Happy Mother’s Day
Tease
Which Chris?
Hiccups
Surprise!
The girl on set
Evening Activities ❤️🔥
Call it Even
Favour
Call me babe for the weekend (Follow up to Call it Even) ❤️🔥
Let It Snow
Surprise Visit
Think about it
Floofy Haired Surprise
Floofy Haired Delight ❤️🔥
Floofy Haired Treat
Glammed Up?
Under The Stars
Silver Fox
It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to
Rollerblading Hero
Okay Gramps
I told you so
The Perfect Wingman
Dog Sitting
Cuddle Buddy
Sexiest Man Alive ❤️🔥
Pumpkin Carving
Sweet Nothings
New Girl In Town (Bookstore AU)
Greatest Regret
Series
Boston ❤️🔥
Best Friend’s Brother ❤️🔥
The Interview Series
Burnin’ Up (Firefighter AU) ❤️🔥