I’ve been gone a while. I’m sorry. Thanks for asking questions and sticking with me. I hope you enjoy this late tale of the Oscar’s Red Carpet.
“Girls, I think we’ve done it. We’ve created a star.” Deidra, CoCo’s handpicked stylist, stepped back to join the rest of her glam squad and smiled. “You ready to see the finished product?"
Chadwick Boseman x Black! Reader
It was a typical Saturday with Chadwick home. You waking up to him staring at you with that crooked smile that gave you butterflies.
“Good morning baby” he spoke as he reached over to pull at your bonnet letting it slap back against your forehead.
“Good morning old man"You spoke back, sleep still evident in your voice as you put your feet on his legs making him suck his teeth.
"How the hell are your feet this cold if you had me turn the heat on hell last night?” he said quickly moving his legs off the bed.
“I got hot and turned it off” you said laughing at him as he shook his head.
“Whatever Minnie. Come on and get up I wanna get some food before I take you to get your nails done”
You laid there for a minute tired and not really wanting to get out of bed. You were going to suggest a lazy Saturday but he insisted that you two get out and do something, stating he had some sort of surprise for you.
Your man stood there clad in just his boxers with his long fingers on his waist, waiting for you to stand up. After a three minute staring contest you got up out of bed making your way to the bathroom.
By the time you had gotten dressed and ready to go, Chadwick who was finished getting ready twenty minutes before you had conducted some business over the phone that he hoped you would enjoy.
“You ready Minnie?” he asked you standing up with a grunt.
“Yup. Mickey are you going to help me pick out a color?” You asked as you two made your way to the front door.
“Uhhhh, champagne color?” he suggested with a shrug.
“That might be cute"you responded pulling out your phone. Once you logged into Pinterest and found a design you liked you showed it to him.
Barely glancing up from the college basketball game he nodded and murmured "Cute”
You rolled your eyes and told him you were ready. He quickly jumped up grabbing his keys and jacket before heading for the door. He opened the front door allowing you to leave first but not before giving your ass a smack.
Once in the car, Chadwick started the car and began to drive while you played with the radio connecting your phone to the bluetooth. Hitting shuffle you started to feel the music. Tamia blasted through the radio as you sung along to your man.
“I think you’re truly something special” you started but stopped once you realized he was eating Cheez Its. You laughed causing him to take his gaze off of the road for a second to see what had you laughing.
“What’s so funny baby” he asked still taking glances at you and eating.
“The fact that you pulled those Cheez Its out of nowhere. Where did your fat ass get them anyway” you asked as he sucked his teeth.
“I keep a box on the side of the door. Nosey ass, you know I keep them snacks on me” he said grabbing more. He yanked the box away when you reached for some before pulling over.
“Yippy Kiyay muthafucka. We made it” he spoke before hoping out of the car to open your door.
“Allow me to help you out Miss Daisy?"He spoke reaching out his right hand to grab your left. You laughed grabbing his hand as he kissed you.
"Are you staying here with me?”
“I’ll do whatever you want me to” He spoke kissing your cheek.
Together you walked into the shop to sign in. He pulled his hoodie onto his head and sat down by the entrance.
He sat there trying to contain his feelings. He was definitely nervous about what would be happening in about and hour.
He needed to keep himself busy he stood and walked into the back to talk to you.
“Hey baby” you smiled as you got your feet scrubbed.
“Hey, look is going across the street to get something to drink. What do you want?” He asked as her attention jumped from the lady painting her toenails and back to him.
“I don’t want anything babes, thanks for asking” she smiled making him roll his eyes.
Whatever he brought back she would definitely finish for him leaving him with nothing.
“Yeah whatever. Gimme some love” he mumbled puckering his lips as he leaned done to kiss the woman he loved. They pulled away to heard the lady fussing.
“Look at this! You wiggled your toes and messed up the nail.”
Chadwick laughed backing up.
“sorry ma'am. I’ll leave you to it” he smiled before turning to walk over to the nail technician that would be working on your nails.
“Excuse me” he said as he sat in front of her grabbing her attention.
“The woman that went back there. She wanted the champagne colored nails. You know who I’m talking about?” He asked
“Oh yes. She’s a regular client”
“Yeah well I need you to do me a favor please”
“What is it?”
“When you finish her nails and put that clear moisturizer on her hands…I need you to slide this on her left ring finger for me” he stated sliding her the box and a two hundred dollar bills.
“Ohhhh will do. What do you want me to say when I put it on her finger?”
“Tell her it’s from that handsome man she came in with” he smirked before standing up.
“I’m counting on you mama. Don’t lose that ok?” He spoke as she nodded putting it in a side drawer and winking at him.
He gave her a smile before walking out of the building into the fresh air.
He took a deep breath, thankful that he didn’t have to breathe in those chemicals for the time being.
Now he had to kill time before he officially gave his all to you.
You looked at your surroundings to try and see where Chadwick was but sighed when you saw that he wasn’t in the salon.
How long did it take to get some snacks from the store across the street?
You sighed realizing he might’ve been spotted by some fans and that he was with them taking pictures and signing autographs.
You looked down at your nails and smiled at the work.
“You like the stones?” The nail lady asked.
“You know I do girl!! This is cute”
After having her nails under the lights to dry for a fourth time she was finally done.
She watched as the nail tech rubbed the oil on her skin and massaged her hands.
Just as you were about to get up she patted your hands.
“One more thing sweetie” she said digging into a drawer and putting a ring on your left ring finger.
“Miss this isn’t mine” you said confused
“It is now. That handsome man you came in here with left it for you.” She said and got up from her seat.
Smiling down at the ring on your fresh manicure you turn as you hear the door open and the gasps of other customers.
There stood the man you loved with the most beautiful bouquet of flowers you’ve seen. He walked toward you smiling ear to ear.
“These are for you” he said and you gladly accepted them with a giggle.
“Why thank you” you said as he grabbed your free hand to make you stand up.
“ I know you’re wondering about the ring I had them put on your finger.” he spoke as he got down on one knee.
“With everything I’ve done wrong in my life this here is the one thing I pray everyday I get right. I want to wake up with you every morning and fall asleep with you in my arms at night. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about us. It’s like Picasso painted your aura, it’s like Beethoven composed your vocal tones, a Rodin inspired hand sculpted you the desire of man, Michelangelo grieves inside you. When I look in your eyes I see the seeds of my wildest dreams. I’m rambling but you just make me that nervous. My knee is starting to hurt so I’ll rap it up. Baby, will you do the honors of becoming my wife?”
It’s 4:15 pm, I’m at work bored and wanted to post. So here I am. Enjoy.
Put on something nice and be ready at 8. I’m taking you out.
Chadwick stood in the center of his trailer sporting a goofy smile as he read the text on his phone in his head.
Is this a request or a demand?
Did you see a question mark? I’ll be in your city in five hours. Don’t have me waiting.
Chadwick x Son (ft. Black!Reader)•part 3
The next morning, the father woke up early enough to cook breakfast and make lunch for his son. Once that task was complete he went to get himself showered and dressed. Fighting to not stay in too long lost in thought he hopped out and started getting his undergarments on. He walked into his son’s room and flicked on the light.
“Come on baby boy, it’s Friday” he said jumping into the small bed shaking the boy’s frame. The younger Boseman smiled while keeping his eyes closed.
“I made your favorite for Breakfast Deuce, come on before you’re late and I have to beat that ass” he said as he started getting out his uniform, the child groaned before jumping out of bed and walking into the bathroom.
Once they were sitting at the kitchen island the boy began to ask questions.
“Daddy, where is Si? She usually helps me get ready”
“She isn’t going to be around anymore. It’s just you and me for now man, like it used to be"
"I don’t remember that” he said furrowing his eyebrows.
“You’re too young to remember those times. After your mommy passed I took you everywhere I went"
To people who knew nothing about Chadwick outside of his newly successful career it seemed that he had everything a man could want. A beautiful wife who he was madly in love with, success in his field, and his first child would be born within a few weeks.
He would also agree. He had it all until he didn’t. One by one the things most important to him, the things that made people think he had it all were slipping from his grasp. He hated how what should be saved wasn’t up to him. He’d choose his family over his career any day, but that’s not what God planned.
Here he was, a first time father, a widow, and the new star of a movie about one of the greatest men in show business.
He spent months preparing for that role while also trying his best to play the role of a father and husband. This curveball was something he wasn’t prepared for.
He had just wrapped his first day of shooting and was quickly packing up to get back to the small home he had rented for he and his son’s stay.
"Great work today Chadwick, the cast is going out to get drinks if you’d like to join us” one of his cast members spoke up within a group.
“I’d love to but I gotta get back to my baby” he said with a closed mouth smile.
“Aw that’s so sweet! Ok well give her our love” the same person spoke making his stomach hurt.
He has yet to tell anyone outside of the directors and producers what had occurred recently. Not because he didn’t want to but because there was a pending case on the death of his wife.
“Will do” he mumbled before running off.
Once he was in the driveway he let out a sigh of relief. Both of your parents had offered to stay with him to take care of the newborn since Chadwick worked long days and nights.
“I’m home family” he spoke as he saw them all sprawled out on the living room furniture. He was about to turn off the television until he heard the coo’s of his baby boy from the bassinet.
“I see you’re wide awake huh man?” He spoke rubbing his hands with hand sanitizer before picking him up.
Grabbing his baby pillow and the baby bag he walked towards the room he occupied setting everything up on the opposite side of the bed, the side you should be laying on.
“You gonna let daddy study this film tonight” he asked the infant earning a yawn in response.
Together they laid in bed for a few hours watching interviews and videos of James Brown. With breaks in between for bottles and diaper changes.
“Alright Chad, it’s 3 am. We gonna get funky for a minute and then, we gonna get sleepy.” He spoke softly in his James voice before hopping up with the baby and gliding around the room slowly.
The newborn opened his eyes wide as they moved around the room moving his mouth as the song continued.
“Ya got soul Mr. Boseman?” The father asked.
After dancing to one more song the father laid them both down so he could get some type of rest before heading to set.
And that’s how the remainder of the filming went. The baby only coming to set a handful of times, but never staying for long.
The new father wasn’t happy that he left his child home for press junkets but it was best for him to be in a stable, consistent environment.
“Did we have fun?” The boy asked as he continued eating.
“The best” the father said before standing up grabbing both of their dishes and sitting them in the sink.
“Go get your book bag and jacket. It’s time to leave for school”
After a full day of reaching out to family to see who was willing to come watch Deuce for a few weeks while he did a press junket and informing them of the sudden change in the household he went to pick up the child.
“Ok Chad, you had a good week at school so what do you want to do tonight?” The father asked his eyes focused in on the traffic in front of them.
“I wanna go home and play with you” he said from the backseat making the dad smile.
“I’d be honored son, pretty soon you’ll think I’m too lame to hang out with.”
“How could I?!! You’re the BLACK PANTHER daddy, you’ll always be cool” he replied.
“It’s times to get funky” the father spoke in his James Brown voice as the music played throughout the house.
“So let’s get down” Deuce said laughing as he started dancing.
Chadwick Boseman Fanfic
Warning!- Mentions of murder & drug use
Credits to the group chat for the tb pic!
“It’s amazing how your life can change”
Born in 1977 to a nurse and street hustler things weren’t that bad. The Boseman’s, a small family of three didn’t have much, but they had enough.
They were happy, the young couple in love and caring for their child the best they knew how. But by the time Chadwick was 3 years old things changed drastically.
The 1980 crack epidemic shook the once strong household thus taking away the joys the toddler remembered. No more laughing and joking. Bedtime stories and family outings to the park, became a thing of the past.
He was young but he remembered, most events. What child would forget watching their father shoot and kill a man over money? Or their mother smoking crack, shooting up, and trying to sell her body for drugs?
He still had memories of his father forcing him out of the house for hours at a time so he could cook. In the streets he saw a lot of things that made him sick and would scar any child. Dead bodies, addicts performing sexual acts for drugs, and people roaming the streets.
He grew up in that environment until he was about 7. Since his mother wasn’t around he spent a lot of time with his father in the streets. Watching him hustle so the two of them could have the things they wanted and needed.
His father was the only parent he had left since his mother was somewhere strung out. He’d held his father’s guns and handled his fair share of drugs before that dreadful day approached.
The day the feds broke down the door and marched into their home to take his father away. All alone, he sat in a police station waiting for someone to get him. Scared and alone but not allowing it to show on his face.
“Don’t let these cats see you sweat son. That’s a sign of weakness. They don’t need to see you cry” his father once told him after he saw a man lose his life.
It seemed like forever before he heard his grandmother, Eloise call his name. He stood up and walked towards her as she ran to her oldest grandchild.
After she talked with the officer who was left in charge of the young boy, they left. She had me move back home with her. Which took a while but Chadwick has gotten used to living with his grandmother. He’d always loved spending time with her during the summers, he knew he could be a kid at her home. Something he hadn’t been able to do for a while.
It wasn’t the best of starts. He was in a lot of fights at first, he would claim that the children were disrespecting him but anyone could tell that he was angry. He was angry that he had neither parent, that he had to move and start his life over, that he couldn’t fully understand
Once he was officially settled in life was fine. The young child grew up with his grandmother, the same way other kids in the neighborhood had. He was excelling in school and had made a name for himself around the neighborhood as “Stretch” since he was the tallest in his grade. Accentuated by the choices of clothing his grandmother brought for him displaying his long limbs.
Soon enough his cousins ended up moving into their grandmother’s home meaning more mouths for her to feed, and that lead to her getting a second job. As well as less quality time spent with his grandmother.
Still, he was excited that he had 2 other boys to play with inside of the home. Being the oldest of them he felt a responsibility for them. Any problem they had he would be the one to fix it whether it was a fight or their homework. He was to them what he wished he had, a caring sibling.
Over time, they grew closer and became like brothers to one another. Nothing would damage the bond that they shared.
The hardworking grandmother had always told the 3 boys to worry about school and that she would handle the rest. Which she did until there was an accident at work that injured her hip.
With her in constant pain she was out of work and disability checks became their sole income. Bills started pilling up and the family of 4 began to struggle a little. Some days going without electricity, some winters with no heat, but they hardly went to hungry only once in a while.
Chadwick watched for years as his grandmother struggle to care for the growing boys. Until the day he decided he wasn’t going to let her struggle anymore. Taking matters into his own hands he did what he had known best, following in his father’s footsteps.
And that’s what went on for years. He worked to help his grandmother support the house while also hoping to keep her in the dark about his job not wanting to upset her.
“So stretch are you in or are you gonna bitch out on me” the man sitting behind the desk asked staring him in the eye.
The young man took a deep breath before answering in a strong voice.
“I’m in man. Tell me what to do”
Once they shook hands, Chadwick felt a pain in his stomach. Realizing what he had just done.
It’s not 12 yet so here’s my birthday contribution to our King’s birthday!
I’m posting more pics this weekend to celebrate.🥰
The Wedding Pact 2
Summary: He made a promise, she didn’t expect him to keep it.
“Get up, we’re going to a party.” Chadwick stood, raising his arms above his head in a long stretch. Effectively pushing your head off of his lap. “Chadwick!” You fussed, rushing to keep yourself from slamming to the hard wooden floors. “Who’s party?” You called out grabbing your shoes from their place at the foot of the couch. “Rihanna is throwing a small party tonight. Just a few people,” Chadwick explained, padding his way to his bedroom. “I don’t have anything fancy to wear to a party Chadwick,” You whined. Pushing open the door to the room next to his. “Grabbing your suitcase you lugged it onto the bed. Pushing the top open, you began to dig through some of your closet from back home.
“It’s just casual, nothing fancy. It’s a dinner.” He explained, quietly settling against the door frame. “So what your saying is. We are only going cause you don’t want to buy me food,” you smirked. “Partly, I also want you to meet my friends, colleagues. And I want to get you out of the house.” He pushed himself off the door frame. Heading back across the hall, he yelled over his shoulder, “and you expensive to feed girl.” You whirled around, “Oh really Mr. ‘No thanks. I’m good’ then eat all of your food and order some more head ass.”
“Whatever girl, you got an hour. Then I’m leaving you here,” he threatened. You pulled together a nice outfit before hopping in the shower. Once out, you quickly put on some light makeup. Glancing once more over your makeup. You slipped into your outfit. Grabbing your phone,wallet and keys, you settled onto the couch and waited for Chadwick. Little did you know. The actor was dressed. Battling his own existential crisis. The man stood over his dresser. Turning the red Cartier box over and over. His heart debating with his head over whether or not this was a smart idea. Charles’s words playing over and over in his head. “You haven’t seen this girl in years. Now you want to propose to her out of the blue?”
His friend made a good point. But Chadwick had gotten to where he was by making seemingly dumb decisions. Everyone said going into acting was a dumb decision, now look where it had gotten him. He was tired of not making decisions because everyone else was scared. He gripped the box in his hand, turning it one more, before placing it in his pocket. A knock echoed in the room before you pushed open the door. “Are you decent?” You called out jokingly, our hand over our eyes. “You act like you haven’t seen me naked before,” the actor teased. “Chad we were 3. I highly doubt either of us look the same.” You laughed, pulling your hand off of your eyes. “You ready?” You questioned. He turned to face you. Clearly forcing a smile he nodded. “Yeah let’s go.”
Chadwick’s mind was going haywire. The relatively short drive was not enough to calm his fears. What if she says no? He thought. Glancing at you staring out of the window in awe, a slow smile spread over his face. “You like the houses?” He asked. You startled yourself out of your daydreaming. Settling back into the seat, you smiled. “Yeah, they are gorgeous.”
He grinned signaling a left turn. “You wanna buy one?” He asked, turning onto another residential street. “With what money?”you joke. “You know I’ll buy it for you,” he offered.
“You know I can’t afford the taxes, and bills. Let alone clean the house Aaron,” You replied. “I’ll just daydream for now.” “What if we buy it together?” He offered again. “Chadwick you have a house that’s big enough for both of us right now. You don’t need to spend money unnecessarily. Buy a new house when you get married.” You answered.
“I plan to,” he smiled. “Good then why are you trying to buy me a house,” you began. “I want to marry you.” He interrupted. “Chadwick,” you breathed. His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. A stunned silence seeped into the car, Chadwick expertly guided the car into a large driveway. He pushed the car into park before clearing his throat. “This isn’t how I wanted to do it,” he chuckled, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “I was gonna surprise you. Maybe later tonight. When we were alone.”
“Aaron I,” You stumbled again. Your mouth having a hard time forming words. “I know it’s crazy, but I’ve got my whole life because of crazy choices. I don’t want to lose you.” He rationed. “But Aaron, we’ve never dated. Kissed, slept together, really lived together.” You bumbled, trying to understand where he was coming from. “I don’t need to all of that to know I love you Champ. I told you I was gonna do this when we were kids,” he reassured. “I know, but I didn’t expect you to keep the promise.” You answered. “Well there was your first mistake,” he jokes lightly, “look, I’m terrified too champ. But I can’t help feeling this is the right decision. We can date while engaged. The wedding can be a year or two off. And if you decide you don’t want this anymore, we can break the engagement.
You fought with your heart. You couldn’t help that his words made some form of sense. What was holding you back? You’d moved to L.A. You had a job. And you’d known each other since you were kids. He was willing to take it slow, and you couldn’t deny you’d always wondered what if. Who were you to deny yourself the chance to answer that question? “I’ll do it,” your mouth blurted faster than you could process. “Really?” His face lit up. Glowing from the inside out he pulled your face close to his. His lips met yours, moving in sync easily. Your eyes closed and you lost yourself in the kiss.
The moment was cut short by someone knocking on the window. Chadwick jumped. Pulling away from your lips, he smiled, before turning to the window. “Y’all plan on coming in anytime soon?” Rihanna stood there smirking. “We’re coming now,” Chadwick replied. Gently gripping your hand in his. “Umhmm. You got ten minutes before we eat without you,” she walked off into the house. “I guess we should go,” you laughed, unbuckling your seat belt. Chadwick rushed out of his seat to open the door for you. “Wait,” he urged fumbling around in his pocket.
He knelt in front of you, pulling out the leather Cartier box. He cleared his throat before grabbing your hand gently. “Champ. Will you marry me?” His face betrayed his nerves, his heart hoping you wouldn’t change your answer. “Yes,” You sniffled. Nodding your head. You took a deep breath as he pulled the ring from the box. The gorgeous solitaire diamond glittered beautifully as he pushed it gently onto your finger. “It’s beautiful,” you whispered. He stood up. Pulling you gently in for a hug, his arms wrapping securely around your waist. “Thank you,” he whispered pressing a kiss to your forehead. “For what?” You nestled into his shoulder. “For giving me a chance.”
You wrapped your hand in his as he lead you up to the front steps. “You ready?” He asked, knocking on the front door. “Ready as I’ll ever be,” You shrugged off the nerves. “Hey!” You turned to face the direction of the new voice. Janelle Monae stood in the doorway. “Long time no see,” she smiled. She pulled Chadwick in for a short hug. “You must be his plus one,” she smiled. Not a trace of sarcasm or malice lined her voice. “Yeah. Y/N,” you smiled accepting her hug. “You’re Y/N,” she exclaimed. “You didn’t say you were bringing Y/N!” She fussed at Chadwick. She rushed back into the house. You followed closely behind Chadwick. “They know who I am?” You asked. Chadwick just pulled you through the halls faster as Janelle moved to the kitchen. “Rih! He brought Y/N!” She yelled. As you turned the door with Chadwick by your side, a room full of people turned to face you. Angela Basset was the first to rise out of her seat. Rihanna rushed into the room from the kitchen.
“Hey,” You waved awkwardly, Chadwick still standing nervously beside you. “You aren’t going to introduce us?” Letitia questioned, everyone, nodding in agreement. “Of course. Y/N, this is, Ryan, Michael, John, Janelle, Letitia, Angela, Tiffany, Issa, Ava, Kendrick, and Robyn. Everyone this is Y/N.” He cleared his throat, “My fiancée.”
Several shades of surprise erupted around the room at the news. “Congratulations!” Ava was the first to respond. The sentiment was soon echoed around the room. Angela Bassett pulled you into the couch next to her separating you and Chadwick. “So when did this happen?” She asked. “Just now in the driveway,” Chadwick answered.
“Is that why you two were in my driveway for 20 minutes?”Rihanna commented walking back around the counter to the stove. “Maybe,” Chadwick smirked from across the room. “We gotta see the ring,” Tiffany commented leaning off the couch. Everyone leaned over as you extended your left hand. “Sis, you just stole Hollywood’s most eligible bachelor,” Tiffany breathed. The rock shone in the living room light. “He did something right,” Letitia teased as she admired the ring.
“Thanks, sis,” he teased. “Now Y/N, I have to ask the question Chadwick refuses to answer.” Janelle started. “What was the Great Chadwick Boseman like as a teenager?” “I already told Y'all I was the same as I am now,” the actor insisted. “Nah. Excuse me, I think we asked y/n,” Issa interrupted. “Now I’m afraid my Aaron was the same,” you started, Chadwick adopting a proud smirk,” except less debonaire, fit, charming, mature, responsible,” you fired off. “Alright alright, they get the point,” Chadwick huffed as the others broke into laughter.
“You still loved me though,” he smirked, reclining into the couch. “Hmm. If I recall, I had a boyfriend for all of Highschool and college.” You sassed. “Yeah, But I kept my promise. I’ve got you now,” he smiled. “Promise?” Someone asked. “Yeah. When we were younger I told y/n I’d marry her someday. I’d missed my chance in Highschool, but never again.” Chadwick explained. “This fool dragged me out of bed at 3 in the morning to tell me this.” You laughed. “It was worth every moment.” He grinned.
“How long have you two been together?” Angela inquired rationally. “Well that’s the funny thing,” you began, trailing off, glancing at Chadwick. “We actually have never “dated”,” he clarified. “What are the air quotes for?” Kendrick asked. “We’ve known each other for years. We believe we can make it work without having to go through that phase.” Chadwick explained. “But you two want to get married?” Janelle questioned. “We know it’s crazy. But we already know each other.” He argued. “And we agreed to take it slow, the wedding is a year or two off.” You added in. “And if we want, we can break the engagement.”
“It sounds like the two of you have thought this out,” Ava started off cautiously. “We tried. If any problems come up we’ll address them as they come up.”The actor clarified. Everyone in the room sat in a hazy silence. “Well, we are happy for both of you. Just be careful around the media. They could go absolutely crazy with this story.” Rihanna responded from her place against the wall. You nodded as Chadwick frowned. “Well. I’m honored all of you are here, especially the newly engaged couple,” she smiled in your direction. “Let’s eat!”
After a relaxing dinner among new found friends, and rounds of numbers being exchanged, you and Chadwick told everyone goodnight. The ride home was rather uneventful, the car sailing smoothly over the California roads. Your eyes sat fixated on the sparkling diamond on your hand. Noticing your silence, Chadwick glanced over at you. “You don’t like it?” He worried. “You broke from your daydream, “No it’s great. It’s beautiful, it’s perfect! It’s just surreal you know?” You replied. “Yeah, I still can’t believe you said yes.” He chuckled. “Should I have said no,” you asked cautiously. “No! No. I just mean.. I..well I’m glad you said yes. I thought you were gonna say I was crazy and leave.” He explained
“Well if you’re crazy, I’m insane for agreeing,” you smiled. “But I’m happy. I’m also excited for what’s to come.” He smiled sadly, “ I hope you still feel that way after everything we have to do. We’ve still gotta tell my agent, and publicist. And you know, like the whole world,” he rattled off. “And you know like our families,” you interrupted, laughing at his forgetfulness. “Oh yeah. What do you think your parents will say?” He asked. “I don’t know, But mama is not either of our biggest fans right now.” You sighed. “What’d I do?” He asked. “We are “shacking up together” or “playing house” and she’s not too happy about it.” You flashed back to the morning at the airport, “and I may or may not have walked out in the middle of her lecture about it.”
Chadwick’s laughter filled the car. “Shouldn’t she be glad we’re getting married?” You shrugged in response, “That’s to be decided. I don’t know how dad will feel, he’ll probably be more preoccupied with how mom takes it. Anyway, what about your parents?” You asked. “Mom will probably be excited. She’s always talking about grandkids, and she always loved you,” he smiled pulling into the driveway. “Dad always loved you too.”
“So you want kids?” You mentioned awkwardly as you stepped into the house. “Do you not?” He asked. “No I do, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take that step anytime soon.” You admitted. “That’s perfectly reasonable. We don’t have to even think about kids anytime soon. Let’s just focus on us. We are what’s most important.” He reassured.
“Chadwick, how are you so sure of everything?” You asked quietly, accepting his warm hug. “I’m not. But as long as we got each other, we’re good. That’s what we have to focus on. You and me.” He murmured softly.
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Chadwick Boseman X Galen Brooks (Black Reader)
“Be Careful What You Wish For”:
2018 Halloween Special
Yahya Abdul-Mateen II X Khalil Howard (Black Reader)
-Updated October 12, 2018
Author Notes: I got the inspiration for this story from a song by Lady Gaga called “The Cure” and from my personal experience from dealing with anxiety. Also, this is my first time writing smut so it may suck so… yeah… I hope you enjoy
Word Count: 2,800 +
Warnings: Angst, Smut (NSFW) and Curse words
“I’ll undress you, ‘cause you’re tired
Cover you as you desire
When you fall asleep inside my arms
May not have the fancy things
But I’ll give you everything
You could ever want, it’s in my arms”
“California? What are you doing in Cali?
I smiled to myself hearing Jade turn into our mom with her asking a million and one questions. Her phone call woke me up and made me comprehend how late it was. Chadwick took off early to go to a meeting but promised lunch when he came back dropping a kiss on my forehead before he left.
“Visiting”, I snickered answering her purposely with a short response as I sat up in the bed. I hissed a little not grasping how sore my body was from the slight movement I made.
“What’s wrong?” Jade asked sounding concerned.
“I’m okay, so how are you doing today, sis?” I asked deciding to change the topic.
“Nope, you don’t get to do that… you can’t drop on me you are in Cali and try to switch it up. Now you can either tell me or I can fly out there and discover the reason myself.”
I groan and answer “I’m out here with Chadwick,“
“He flew me out here to visit him,”
Confused, Jade pried, “But I thought you all were not together? You told me…”,
“I know but we are working it out and examining how things will progress,”
“Oh… well did Y’all talk? You need to catch me up with everything. I’m presuming everything went okay since you don’t sound stressed and all. What did you guys do yesterday? Did he take you around the city? Did you go to Disneyland? Does he have any sexy, single friends? I can still travel out there on that answer alone.”
I busted out laughing instructing her not to bring her ratchet behavior to LA.
“Girl, they need this Texas Bama there, okay… anyway, for real, what have you two been getting into in LA?”
I hesitated at first by telling her but thought of an idea to explain to her so she would get the notion without me saying it.
“You remember the lesson you offered me when you advised me what to do if the opportunity presented itself?”
(1 day earlier)
“How I fucked up?” Stunned by his tone and change of attitude.
“Yes, how you fucked this up… if I can refresh your memory, I was the one begging for this relationship to last, I was the one telling you to fight for this, I was the one telling you I loved you… ”
“I told you I loved you,” I cut in raising my voice.
“Damn it, Galen, really… I haven’t heard from you for almost a month… no contact and you think you can just call and say “I Love You” and it will fix everything. You cut me out of your life… how do you think made me feel?“
He paused for a second to catch his breath and I could see he was becoming more pissed the further he confessed. He searched everywhere but in my direction to settle himself down.
“Okay Chadwick, I get it… I treated you like shit when you took off and I fucked up but everything I confided to you on the phone was the truth. It’s hard for me to be open but I am working on it. You expect me to just dump all of my feelings onto you but that is not how I am.”
He glares back at me with annoyance and I instantly regret saying my last remark. He chuckles and responds, “But you love me, huh? Riddle me this, how can you love someone you can’t be open with? That makes none fucking sense, Galen.”
“I know… it’s insane, right?” I ask sarcastically. “And hold up, you were the one that dropped that news on me at the last minute. You thought you could tell me the day before you left, that you were leaving and I was expected to be like, “Okay, love, I will be here waiting for you”… Fuck that shit, nigga, that was a bitch move,” I yelled now becoming heated.
He remained there staring at me as it disturbed him that came out of my mouth. It shocked me it came out as well but if he demands me to be open, then I am about to get very open.
His nose flares and counters, “Oh, is that the process to get you to talk and express how you feel? Piss you off and then magically, you open up? Mmmh, to think I was doing it wrong all this time…,”
Chadwick gets up from his stool and walks over to my side on the counter but stops a few steps in front of me. “I’m not claiming what I did was right, but you were acting like it was over as soon as I told you. And like I mentioned before, you knew I would not be there forever so that’s why it confused me with how you were acting.”
I rolled my eyes and turned my back to him, “Did I waste my time coming here?”
He snatched my waist to shift me back in his direction and was standing right in my presence. He is so close I could feel his chest rise and fall with each breath he drew while his hands were still on my waist. Even with being pissed, I enjoyed him being this close. He closed his eyes and took a few breaths before speaking further.
“I tried… that’s all I’m saying… I tried” and then let go of me before taking a few strides back.
Struggling to retain my composure, I questioned him, “Chadwick, why did you bring me here? It sounds like you don’t want me here…,“
“I don’t know… I assumed… maybe this was a mistake” he acknowledges seeming more sad than upset.
Not speaking another word, he wandered over by the vast window by the patio and ignored me… absorbed in his thoughts.
“I love you… even after everything, I still do…,” I announced… it was all I could say.
I walked over and rested on the couch trying not to hyperventilate. Reflecting on everything over these last couple of months, I realized I could have dealt with the situation better than I did but I wish I could convey to him in words how I felt. Playing Dr. Ramirez message over and over in my mind, “It’s okay because you can move on from this because you are stronger than what you believe you are”, but I knew I didn’t want this to be over. I’m trying to stay strong but I am falling apart.
As the tears were running down my face, Chadwick appeared and sat behind me. He called out my name, but I didn’t have the courage to look at him. We remained there in silence trying to discover the words to communicate our emotions. What seemed like forever, he reached over to grab my waist again and pull me back towards the end of the couch, in between his legs with his face leaning on the back of my neck. He draped his arms around my abdomen and held me in his embrace as I placed my arms on top of his.
“I love you and I needed you here with me… that’s why I brought you here” he whispers as he kissed the back on my neck. I gripped his arms tighter when he felt his kisses fall to the side of my neck and progressing towards my ear.
“Chadwick” I whimpered struggling to suppress my moan as he bit down on my earlobe and working his tongue as I sense the shift in the atmosphere pass from resentment to sexual hunger.
Chadwick unbuttoned my flannel blouse as I was sinking my nails into his thighs and pressing my hips back on his hardness. He removed my blouse and slipped the bra straps from my shoulders with my bra coming down exposing my breast. As his lips were traveling down my shoulder blade, my body quivered as he reached to explore my breast. “Oh, Shi… Shit”, I stuttered as he played with my nipples while I dropped my hands behind my back to rake my palms against his dick underneath his pants. “Damn”, was all he could muster in between his movements and moans. I moved my hands back up to cover his grip over my breast as I twisted my face to him to run my tongue over his lips.
With getting all of this satisfaction and pressure developing in my core, I almost lost it when he ceases and nudged me so he could stand up off the couch with his erection on full glory.
“What the fu….”,
He cut me off by kissing and biting my lips. I felt his massive hands spread against my waistline, down to underneath my thighs, and raise me up in the air where he wrapped his palms on my ass. He rubbed me against him so I can enjoy him on my clit which drove me to beg for more. He paused again, and I became frustrated.
“Chadwick…” I squirmed until I focused on his eyes. The look of lust was nothing unique coming from him but this was a pleading look… almost as he was seeking permission.
I nodded my head awarding him the okay and he let out a huge sigh with a grin. He drew me closer to his face to kiss me again as he carried me to his bedroom.
“Chadwick… baby… I’m coming, baby, I’m com…” I shouted as I was coming for the second time.
Between his fingers and his mouth, he drove me to feel like my soul was being set free. No pain, no anger, no stress… the release I needed as I trembled as I was dissolving in pleasure.
When I came back down from my high, I opened my eyes to look at him and I jumped up when I saw his face drenched. He was glancing back at me with my essence dripping off his beard with a smirk on his face. I frantically wiped his face with my hands which baffled him but had me apologizing. I freaked out when I noticed the big ass wet spot I left on his bed.
“I’m sorry… I have never done that… I don’t know… I’m sorry,”
Dropping back down on the bed, I crossed my arms over my face feeling embarrassed. He laughed when he ascended back up over my body and laid to the side of me as he grabs my arms to withdraw them from my face. He gently turned my head, so we are eye to eye with him caressing my cheek. While I was in his trance, he reached down my body and penetrated his fingers into me, stroking in and out a few times, before pulling them out completely. Still maintaining eye contact, he put his fingers in his mouth and sucked them with a moan of satisfaction.
“You taste so fucking good… I never want you to be sorry of that. Besides, you look beautiful when you come,” he confides as he licks his fingertips.
I grinned when he moved and mounted on top of me, leaning his body in between my legs. He left kisses along my jawline as he reached up to capture one of my breasts and using his thumb to twirl my nipple. This fired a flutter throughout my body causing me to arch my back slightly. He pressed his upper body up to reach down in between us to grab his dick and rub it against my clit. I chose this moment to worship his sculpted body from his shoulders, to his chest, to his abs… he was impeccable. Once I looked down at his dick, that is when my nerves set in. He was so damn huge that I didn’t know if I could handle all of him. Chadwick must have picked up on my reception due to him asking, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah” I acknowledge now peeping up at the ceiling
“Look at me” he requested now coming to a complete pause of movements.
“I will take it slow and will follow your lead. If you need me to slow down or stop, just tell me… okay?”
I nodded, but he shouted, “Galen”, waiting for me to say it.
“Okay… I promise,”
He leaned down pressing his lips onto mine as he arranged his tip at my entrance.
“Are you sure?” he asked between kisses as I reached up to hold his face while looking into his eyes, “Yes, I’m yours.”
He slowly entered me with both of us using a concoction of cuss words ranging from “Shit” to “Fuck”. He would sink in little by little with him waiting for me to get accustomed to length and setting the pace. Once he had all of him inside me, I gripped his arms and was overwhelmed.
“Baby, baby, wait… wait a minute,” I suggested breathing uncontrollably.
“Do you need me to pull out?” he responded
“No, please don’t… I’m just not used to this fullness. Go slow, baby.”
“Okay,” he replied as he moved his hips again. I hauled him closer so I could enjoy his passion while he ravaged my neck with kisses, biting, licking, and sucking. Each time he would thrust into my pussy, his body would brush against my clit and nipples making another orgasm inevitable. I craved for more as I was becoming intoxicated from his yearning.
“Chad… Chadwick, fuck me… faster baby.”
I must have woke something up from inside him because he turned his gaze at me to examine if I was for sure but not wishing for me to change my mind.
“Fuck me… please, baby,”
He pulled out of me to sit up and pull me closer to him. He placed both of my legs on top of his shoulders and pressed down with his upper body to push my knees to my chest. “Oh shit”, I thought to myself praying I won’t regret this decision later. He slams back into me and pounds my pussy as his life revolved around on it.
“Ohhhhh… ahhhhh… ah, ahh…shiiiiiitttt,” I screamed as his dick kept hitting my g-spot over and over again with my eyes rolling to the back of my head. He moved faster and it had me grabbing for everything… him, the bedsheets, the pillow, air… hell everything at this position.
“Fuck” he howled as his moans were becoming louder. He drops my legs from his shoulders but kept them stretched wide as he gripped underneath thighs to draw me into his thrust. “Damn, baby… your pus… shit,” he couldn’t finish once I clenched around him because I wasn’t capable of holding on any longer.
“I can’t… I ca… I can’t… you will make me come again.”
“Stop holding it, let it go, baby “he grumbles as he continues to slam into me but catching him losing his rhythm a little. He lets go of one of my thighs and rubs my clit that fires me over the edge.
My body jerks as another orgasm burst through my body and I see my vision fading to black as I chant his name. He slams into me a few more times before he pulls out and comes over my abdomen. He collapses to the side of me as we both are breathing heavy struggling to recuperate from the experience we had. After he is back to himself, he gets out of the bed and goes into the bathroom. I didn’t open my eyes but I can hear the water running from the sink. As he returned to the bed, he sits between my legs as I felt the heat from the warm towel. He cleaned me up and began him snickering.
“Are you okay? Are you still with me or did I lose you?
“I trying to answer that myself, “I answer laughing and opening my eyes.
“You not ready for round 2?”
“Boy bye,” I declare shifting to my side as sleep was calling my name.
He lays behind me and holds me as he plants kisses near my ear.
“I love you, Galen,”
“I love you too, Chadwick,”
“And I’m getting my round 2 in a few hours so rest up,” he states as we both giggle as we drift off to sleep and fulfilling his wish hours later.
"I’ll Fix You With My Love”
To be continued……….
Model: DJ Niara Sterling
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Wing Man: One.
Chadwick Boseman x Black!reader
A/N: I figured now is the time to insert some positive Chadwick vibes. This starts a larger series between the reader and Chadwick. I promise it’ll pick up.
Howard University (Spring 2000)
Alcohol and the music in the building intertwined as they coursed through your bloodstream and fueled your current conquest. You quietly scanned the crowd, searching for something and nothing at the same time. Although you knew your best friend’s type, you always picked women based off of what he needed at the moment, not what he wanted.
“Okay, Chad, what about the one in the red dress? 9 o’clock.” You said finally turning around to face Chadwick in order to conceal your face from the crowd.
He quickly took a step forward to lean over the bannister you were leaning on and locate the woman in question. As always, he turned in the wrong direction, completely misreading your directions.
“Red dress?” He said with his nose turned up.
Noticing his expression, you turned your head to follow his gaze and focus on the mistaken target.
“Boy, wrong 9 o’clock! What is wrong with you?”
“Is it my fault you have a shitty concept of how clocks work?” He answered with a roll of his eyes. Adjusting his body to face the intended direction, he shook his head to signal his displeasure. “Cute, but no. She was in my American Lit lecture sophomore year. Definitely only a pretty face.”
“Nigga, are you trying to get laid or start a book club?”
“Touche.” He said taking a sip of whatever liquid was in his red Solo cup. You drew in an inaudible breath as you watched him swipe his tongue across his bottom lip to collect the droplets of the drink that didn’t make it into his mouth.
There was no denying Chadwick’s attractiveness. The moment you two met outside of the student center during freshman orientation, you were drawn to him. His gap-tooth smile instantly sucked you in but his gentleness and intelligence kept you close to him. You weren’t sure when your end of the friendship developed into more of an affection but, you knew it was too late to try and begin a romance. The bond between you two was too important to destroy because of some silly, unrequited crush.
So, you began acting as wing woman for him, despite his reservations. It was your job to spot a woman at whatever social gathering you attended together, spark a conversation with her and then casually introduce Chadwick. The introductions were always easy. Women clamoured to be in the presence of the budding director and rightfully so. It was getting past Chadwick’s impossible requirements that proved to be a tough task.
“Look, I’ll talk to her. You just make sure you’re watching for the signal,” He took one last look at the light-skinned version of Nia Long before throwing back the rest of his drink and handing you his cup for safekeeping. “I have a feeling I’m gonna use it.”
You gave him a compliant nod before making your way down the stairs to the young woman in the skin tight red dress. The fabric clung to her petite body in a way that instantly made you self-conscious about the way your dress sat against your figure.
She effortlessly rocked a short pixie that framed her face and her body was constructed in a way that would make models envious. Chad was right, she was definitely a pretty face.
Clearing your throat, you tapped her on the shoulder to take her attention away from the song she was dancing to.
“Hey, Danielle!” You shouted over the music, feigning excitement. “Girl, this dress was made for you.”
“You think so?” She said twirling around to offer you a better view.
“I know so.” Awkward silence replaced the conversation while you ran through a list of questions to determine Danielle’s current relationship status. “So, umm…are you, ya know, here with someone? You and Ty aren’t still together, right?”
“Ugh, no.” She scoffed while folding her arms. “Do you know I caught him cheating?”
Of course you knew. Everyone knew. Ty was a habitual cheater and his latest adventure was not the first in their relationship. Though you wanted to roll your eyes, you committed to the present charade, throwing a hand over your chest and exaggeratedly dropping your jaw.
“Really!? Girl, I am so sorry.”
“It’s okay, girl. I am not thinking about him. I’m in here trying to find something for the short term if you know what I’m saying.” She laughed, nudging your arm with her elbow in search of your agreeance.
You lightly shrugged off the unwanted contact before moving to seal the deal.
“Well, I don’t know about the short term, but I know someone that’s been eyeing you all night,” you answered. Using your head to direct her attention, you motioned towards Chadwick who was aloofly fiddling with the sleeves on his Howard University sweatshirt, completely unaware of what was happening below him. A smile tugged at the corner of your lips at the sight of the adorable goof who had already forgotten the plan.
Danielle’s eyes followed yours, a mischievous grin spreading across her red lips.
“Eyeing me? Hmm, I guess it’s time I go speak to Mr. Boseman.”
Before you could offer any more information, the young woman sauntered up the staircase toward Chad, who was now giving her body his full attention. Without acknowledging you, he gave a thumbs ups to signal his satisfaction, effectively relieving you of your duties.
Minutes faded into hours while you stood outside of the house party alone, taking in the crisp night air. Usually, if Chadwick was in distress, he would’ve signaled you a long time ago. Unfortunately, this time was different. You watched his smile grow wider as Danielle whispered God knows what in his ear for the umpteenth time that night and used her perfectly painted nails to trace trails down his chest and arms. The thick, hot air of the small living room didn’t provide an adequate amount of oxygen to refill the air that had been knocked out of your lungs so, you decided to retreat to the front of the home until further notice. Being outside would help you regain control of your breathing and shield your eyes from the woman taking your best friend’s attention away from you.
As you took another sip from the stained brown bottle of beer in your hand, the music inside of the house became louder, alerting you that someone was on their way to invade the solitude you were enjoying.
“Tasha, I thought you left?” The familiar voice said walking up to join your side.
“Nope,” you answered without turning to acknowledge him, popping the ‘p.’ “Still here.”
The words fell from your lips far more emotion filled than you had intended. Though Chadwick picked up on the attitude, he decided to ignore it.
“Anyway…I’m getting ready to head out with Danielle. I can have her drop you off at your place if you want.”
You chose to keep your face neutral in order to hide your true emotions. Though you knew that this would happen, the realization that you wouldn’t leave the party to eat pancakes in your apartment at two in the morning and discuss the night’s events like you did every weekend was a feeling that you would never get used to.
“No, I’m good. I’ll find a way home.”
He eyed you curiously before sighing and making a move to pull you into a hug. “If you need anything, you know how to get in contact with me. Don’t hesitate. I don’t need you getting hurt out here. Even though getting that head in the backseat of a car would be tough as hell.”
A soft hum was all that you could offer as an answer while you took in his scent and the way his arms felt around you. He was the first to break the hug, placing both hands on your shoulders to get a better look at your eyes. He quietly searched for the answers he knew you were withholding, a practice he frequently employed.
“Go,” you whispered for confirmation. You would be okay. Your feelings were hurt but, physically you would make it home in one piece and crawl into bed, wishing that you were the object of his affection that night and not Danielle. “I’ll be fine. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
You added a light punch to his shoulder to assure him that you would be fine before he finally walked back inside the house to retrieve his date for the night.
Turning to refocus your attention on the darkness of the early morning sky, you sighed. You had done what you were supposed to do that night. You picked the girl, made the right conversation and set him up for the connection. You had checked all of the appropriate boxes on the wing-woman checklist. The mission was accomplished. Still, the pain of jealousy coursed through your body violently, choosing your eyes as the destination and resting at the brim and requesting release.
“I’ll be fine.”