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The Wedding Pact 4

Sorry this is a little on the short side, but I need to keep the next section together. Hope you enjoy! Reblog and comment please. Let me know what you think!

Summary: He made a promise, she didn’t expect him to keep it.

(Search #theweddingpactfic for all chapters)

“Baby wait,” Chadwick’s voice echoed down the hall. “May, why would you do that?” Your father’s eyes clouded. “Because I will not condone this marriage! It is obviously a cover up for something. Those two never showed any interest in each other, now they wanna get married? Is it so hard to believe that she’s pregnant?” Your mother fired back.

“Is it so hard to believe that someone would want our daughter if she’s not pregnant!”

“Nobody wanted me!”

“Damnit May! This isn’t about you!”

“Baby let me in,” sun filtered in slants into the back hallway. Empty rooms lined the halls. The empty rooms staring Chadwick in the face. His hand ran over his face. The faint click of the door calmed the actor. “Baby, his hands pressed the withered wood open. His eyes zeroing in on your form. “Hey,” he shut the door behind himself.


“Why don’t you come tell big daddy what’s wrong?”Chadwick balanced himself on the edge of the tub. “Shut up,” You sniffled.

“Come on. Tell me what’s wrong babygirl.”

“ I knew she would be upset, but after your parents, I started to hope she would take it as well as they did.” You sighed, allowing him to wrap your hands in his. “If it makes you feel better, I don’t know why the took it that well,” his thumbs ran circles on the backs of your hands. “But they still took it well. I’m just tired of every major milestone coming with a lecture.”

“She’s just trying to protect you baby,” he soothed, running his hands over your shoulders. “From what!” You threw his hands off of you. “You’re a good man. I’ve lived my whole life for her, now I try to do one thing and she won’t condone it.”

“Well I guess you need to ask what is more important, your happiness. Or your mother’s expectations.”

“May, He is a good man!” Your father argued. “So was James,” she glared. “Stop covering for him May! He left you.”

“I do not want to have this conversation here!” Your mom hissed.

“We have waited too long to have this conversation May!”

“And I will not have it in someone else’s home!”

“We are not running may! Ever since James left you have been running!”

“How dare you!”

“What is wrong with you May! What are you so afraid of!”

“I will not have Chadwick leaving my daughter!”

Chadwick’s mother shot up, “now with all due respect May, you will not tear down my son in our own home! We raised Chadwick better than that. Just as you raised your daughter!”

“I think you should take her home,” Chadwick’s father advised yours. “Your babygirl doesn’t need to hear this conversation.”

Your father nodded in response, “let’s go May.” He turned back to the elder Mr. Boseman. “Tell my babygirl I’ll be back. I’ll leave her stuff here.” The other man nodded. “Well take care of her.”

“I’ve always wanted everyone’s approval,” you began.

“If you do that, then you sacrifice part of your own happiness.” Chadwick fingers traced the side of your face. “I know,” you mumbled.

“But trying does not make you a bad person. If your mother’s approval is a deal breaker then we can end the engagement,” the actor sighed. You quickly jumped off of your seat on the toilet and straddled his lap. “Hey, no,” you reassured him. “I want to be with you. My mom can’t change that.” You grinned, pulling his face gently between your hands. “No one can change that. ” You gently pushed his eyes up to yours.

He nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. His forehead came to rest against yours. Your head tilted slightly before your lips met. This kiss just as magical as the first. Your hands found their way to the nape of his neck. Fingers tangled in his coils, he pulled you closer. His hands gripping your waist as he pulled you down, grinding into you. His tongue tracing the seam of your lips. With a sigh, you granted him access to your mouth. Your hips grinding onto his.

The opening of the bathroom door startled you both apart. “Y’all young kids really don’t care where you are do you?” Chadwick’s father grinned down at you. You buried your face in Chadwick’s neck, his hands slowly venturing from under the back of your shirt. His laugh tracing the edge of your ear. “Thanks for knocking pop.” His hands running circles on your back. “No problem. Now. As much as I would love to let you “love birds” finish what you started, this old man needs to use the restroom.”

“Understood Mr. Boseman.” You smiled, Chadwick helping you off of his lap. You walked out of the bathroom hand in hand. The creaking of the wooden floor the only sound as you ventured down the hall.

“You know I always hated this hallway when I was little.” the actor admitted. “Why?” your laugh drifted down the hall fingers tumbling with Chadwick’s. “It’s so long, in the winter there’s no light in this hall. The trees used to cast shadows and I always thought they were big hands reaching out to grab me.” Chadwick pulled your hand into his. His thumb tracing circles all along your knuckles. “So the great Chadwick Boseman is afraid of stuff that goes bump in the night.” You teased, stopping and pulling him into you. Your fingers toyed with the buttons on the front of his shirt. He reached a hand out to caress your face. His fingers lightly tracing the the outline of your face. His full lips leaned into your ear, his breath brushing the side of your neck. “Shhhh. It’s our little secret.”

His breath traced the edges of your ear. A shiver ran down your spine, giggles tumbling out of your mouth. You bit your lip, nodding your head in agreement. “Ok,” his laugh filled the back hall as you tucked yourself back into his side.

“Ok.” you laughed, both of you heading back to the front living room of the house.

The white wooden arches of the house’s living room welcomed you as you rounded the corner. Tucked under Chadwick’s arm you floated into the living room. “If it isn’t the couple of the hour.” Chadwick’s mom smiled from the kitchen. The wooden floor creaked softly under your feet as you padded into the kitchen with Chadwick. He pulled himself away to help his mother grab a pot.

You smiled softly at the scene before glancing out the window. Your finger gently nudged the curtains apart, noting the absence of your parents car. Chadwick’s hand on your waist shocked you. “Hey, you ok?” He frowned. “Yeah, Yeah,” you shook your head, trying to clear the fog.

“Mrs. Boseman, do you know where my parents went?” You turned back to the window, Chadwick’s hand covered yours glancing out as well. Her hand stilled over the stove, one immediately reaching for the kitchen towel stowed on the handle. “Well,” her dry hands began running through the towel incessantly. “Your father said he’d be back soon,” his mom offered.

You nodded in reply, fighting back the tears.“ Well, do you need any help in the kitchen?” You squeezed Chadwick’s hand in reassurance. “No baby I’m good, but you all should get started on wedding planning. While you’re away from prying eyes. It’d be a good way for you both to bond.”

“Well. Honestly I don’t even know where to start.” You admitted, settling into a chair at the kitchen table. “Google it,” his mom offered.”I mean y’all google everything else.

“She’s gotta a point,” Chadwick teased. “She’s got a point,” you mocked, settling down into the kitchen chair. “Shut up big head,” he smiled back.

“I love you,” he smiled. “Love you too,” you smiled back goofily. “Wedding planning. Remember?” His mother reminded. “Right.” You turned away from his gaze.

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The Wedding Pact 3

Summary: He made a promise. She didn’t expect him to keep it.

A/N: I’m gonna tag this story #weddingpactfics. Every chapter will have this tag. Because of the new tumblr rule, this is the most effective way I’ve seen to give you guys a Masterlist of sorts. It’s the best I can do right now. All of my fics will be tagged #apbpfics so that’ll serve as a Masterlist I guess. All Chadwick fics will be under #Chadapfics. All you will have to do is search for these tags on my page, maybe if these are unique enough you’ll just have to search tumblr. 🤷🏾‍♀️

P.S. Y’all like the new graphic?


“Come on Champ! Let’s go!” Chadwick called up the stairs. He lugged both of the suitcases out to the waiting car. His sat his shades precariously on the bridge of his nose and waited for you to make your way out the house. “I’m coming Boseman,” you called. Pulling on a pair of his shades. Your heels clicked down the stairs, you shut off all the lights in the house, quickly set the alarm, and walked out to meet your fiancé. “Ah, so we are wearing each other’s things already hmm?” Chadwick teased. You bit your lower lip, and walked into his open arms. “What’s mine is ours. What’s yours is mine. You see it’s a partnership baby. Give and take,” you teased.

“Oh, we’re going by baby now,” his grin wrapped around his face; his arms around your waist. His back lay against the Lexus.

“Yes, I figured it’s time I gave you a nickname.”

He smiled, “ I love it.” He kissed your nose before gently pushing you both up and off the car. “Well, if we stay here any longer. We won’t make our flight,” he sighed, opening the door for you. Your smile instantly dropping into a frown. Would that really be a bad thing,” you sighed, settling into the leather interior.

“We do need to tell our parents that, you know, we are getting married.” Chadwick frowned. “I know but I’m really not in the mood for another lecture,” you sighed. “I mean, look at it this way. We survived David,” he offered, pulling off from his spacious home. “Survived is a very optimistic term.” You scoffed, “I think it’s safe to say David doesn’t like me.”

“No he likes you, he’s just not a fan of us getting married. You know, I’m, per his words, ‘ruining his most eligible bachelor’ angle he’s been working. He’ll come around,” Chadwick squeezed your hand gently. He raised to his lips, placing a butterfly kiss in the brown skin.. “What if our parents don’t come around though,” you rolled your bottom lip between your teeth. “We’ll worry about that if we have to,” he calmed placing a hand on your thigh. Squeezing lightly he continued the drive out to LAX.

“I swear, reporters follow you everywhere,” you fluff your twist out with one hand, allowing Chadwick to take your bag from you with the other. Smiling as you finally reunited with your fiancé outside of the terminal. “I know champ. I’m sorry babygirl.” He apologized pulling you close to his side. In order to contain your engagement you had agreed to check in separately, along with boarding and picking up luggage separately. Though you did manage to settle into your first class seats together. With limited interruptions you’d made it to the airport exactly on time. Grabbing your luggage, you both headed to curbside before noticing two families, and two signs. Chad’s parents stood next to yours smiling, a large piece of poster board decorated with Aaron in large letters sat in their hands. Your sign reading simply “daughter”.

“You told my parents we were coming?” You whispered, plastering on a fake smile. “No, I told my mom, and I guess she told your parents.” He shrugged, the apology laced in his voice. “Chadwick, you know word spreads like wildfire in this town,” you fussed, nerves taking over. You weren’t prepared to face your mother just yet. “Maybe this is good. We can kill two birds with one stone,” he offered.

“I don’t know about that Boseman.” You replied. “Who’s house we going to?” You asked. “We’ll let them choose.” He replied, moving to your left side, he gripped your hand in his. “What are you doing?” You hissed, your parents getting closer with each step. “Trust me, we don’t want them seeing the ring first thing. Just follow me.” He smiled.

“Mama!” He smile, pulling her in for a hug. You hugged his mom as well. Before turning to your own. “Mama,” you wrapped your arms around. Breathing in her summer perfume. Her hair smelling of sweet potato pie. “Hey baby. I wish you had told me you were coming. We would’ve prepared your room.” She fussed as you walked over to your dad. “That’s ok ma.” You smiled weakly . Pulling your suitcase closer. “Here let me get that baby girl,” your dad offered, reaching for the suitcase, currently hiding your ring. “No, Chadwick’s got it daddy,” you smiled, quickly pulling it out of reach. The actor quickly walked over wrapping his hand over yours. “Yeah, it’s no problem at all. Really.” Chadwick smiled.

“You two sure your ok? Y’all been acting pretty weird.” Mrs Boseman asked. “Yeah. It’s not like you at all to not tell us you’re coming home baby girl.” your father commented. “Well,” Chadwick cleared his throat. “We actually came home. Because we have something to tell y’all,” you started. “Somebody pregnant!” Your mama yelled, turning to look directly at you. Her glare stringing fear into your heart. “No mama, no!” You assured her. “Not yet at least Chadwick murmured under his breath. You elbowed him in the stomach. “Can we please head to someone’s house,” you asked, rather anxiously.

“Sure, we can head to our house. I just finished making some cookies.” Chadwick’s mom offered. “Great,” Chadwick added with pseudo enthusiasm. “ Come on baby girl I’ll give you a ride,” your dad waved you over, looking for your bag. “Umm. I’m gonna ride with the Boseman’s. You informed them.” You’re mother’s face fell slightly. “Oh. Okay. We’ll see y’all at the house then.” She frowned.

“why’d you do that?” Chadwick questioned minutes later as he swung your bag into the trunk. “It takes two to hide this ring.” You teased. Chadwick raised an eyebrow. You gulped knowing he’d seen right through the lie. “You ready for this?” He ran a hand over his curls. His shoulders dropped slowly with an exhale. He reached out, running his hands over your shoulders. “No, but if we don’t do it now, they won’t hear from us.” You sighed. “Come on you two! We’re holding up traffic!” Mr Boseman yelled from the front seat.

“We got this,” Chadwick pressed a kiss to your fore head. He shut the trunk before helping you into the car. The ride home was painfully awkward. Chadwick’s and your eyes stayed trained on the rear view mirror, quickly moving your hand out of sight whenever his father’s eyes fell on you all. “Y/N sweetie, how was the move to LA? Your mom mentioned you got a writing job?”Chadwick’s mom turned, waking you out of your daydream. “It was great actually. Chadwick was a big help. Meeting some new people and finding some good housing,” you smiled. “That’s great. Let me guess, he found you a place not far from him?” She teased.

“You could say that. It feels like I’m right next door,” You laughed awkwardly. “That’s good baby.” She smiled. “And how is my baby boy doin’?” She turned to Chadwick. “I’m doing great mama. I gotta little piece of home with me out in LA now. I don’t plan on letting her go.”The actor smiled. “So what y’all felt was important enough to fly home to tell us?” His father cleared his throat. “Dad, you know we gotta wait for both parents to be here,” Chadwick grinned. “Y’all know I hate surprises,” his dad argued. “And he has about as much patience as a kid in a candy store,” Chadwick’s mom joked. “ Y/N, You know, you’ve always been like a daughter to me,” Chadwick’s dad began. “Thank you Mr. Boseman,” you interrupted, “but, I am afraid, you’re not getting anything out of me. My mother would have my head.” you laughed. He frowned before pulling into the yard of the boseman household. Your parents turned in shortly after following the truck up the drive. Everyone piled out of the car, you were careful to make sure you kept your hands tucked into your pockets. Chadwick helped you out of the car. Smiling at you once more, he waved you towards the house, your feet crunched lightly on the gravel. You walked slowly,your mother and chadwick’s mother gossiped about all of the town events. You followed them in the house, leaving the door open for chadwick in his father. The large living room hadn’t changed much. The faded rug sat on the floor under the couch, the hand sewn curtains still lined the large paned windows, sunlight filtering in slowly. Baby pictures of Chadwick and his siblings line the fireplace and the walls.

The crunch of footsteps loudly approaching the door, startled you as chadwick and his father stomped up the stairs to the wooden porch. “Champ, we didn’t know where your parents keys were,” he explained as his dad laid your suitcase next to his. You leaned into him slightly, “I had assumed we were going to stay together,” you frowned, “At least tonight.” He smiled, “We’ll see what my parents say. I had too, but I actually hadn’t thought about their reaction, and it’s only for a few days.” he squeezed your hand. Once the front door was shut, Chadwick’s father fell onto the couch groaning, “Y’all youngins ready?” he asked, your father falling onto the couch next to him. “Y’all want some lemonade?” Chadwick’s mom yelled from the kitchen. “We’d love some ma-” Chadwick started. “Naw, everyone is gonna come in this living room so y’all can tell us what’s going on!” His dad cut everyone off. Shaking her head, Mrs. Boseman walked into the living room lightly slapping the back of her husband’s head. As she settled onto the couch, your mom took to the arm of the chair your father was reclining on.

All eyes landed expectantly on you and Chadwick. Standing in front of the fireplace, you glanced at each other. Chadwick took a deep breath. And your fingers took to spinning the engagement ring around your finger, a nervous habit you’d acquired over the past few weeks. Mrs.Boseman caught sight of the ring, her mouth falling open. She didn’t breathe a word before turning back to her son. “Well since everyone is here now. Y/N and I have some news to share with you all,” Chadwick began turning the floor over to you. “We’ve been living together,” You blurted, throwing Chadwick in to damage control mode.

“Yes! Wai- what? No. Well I mean yes we have been. What she was supposed to say is that we are engaged.” Your father’s face was easy to read. A lazy grin spread over his face, a twinkle lit behind his eye. Your mother was a different story. She sat frozen in her spot. Her mouth, a slack line. Eyes glazed over as she alternated staring between you and your fiancé. Chadwick’s mother’s face mirrored your own. A mixture of happiness and worry etched into the muscles controlling your smile.

“Well, let’s see how well my boy did,” Chadwick’s father was the first to stand. He pulled you into a tight hug before studying the ring on your finger. He let out a low whistle before smiling, “ must’ve cost you a pretty penny,” he smiled at Chadwick. “Nothing too pricey. Just wanted something nice for her,” he replied. Your smile said more than you ever could. “So you’re living together engaged?” Chadwick’s mom finally replied. You nodded your head, Chadwick gently pulling you into his side. “Well, if this is what you two want, I’m happy for you.” She stood in front of both of you. “Marriage is not easy. I hope you two have really put some thought into this. You’ve never dated, as far we know, and now you are engaged.” She explained her hesitance. “We know mama. But we want to try this. We aren’t rushing anything. We will get married when we are ready and if it doesn’t work, we will break the engagement.” He replied. “Well,” your father stood, “like I told Chadwick when he asked me,” he continued, “I don’t know what you’re thinking. But I know what it’s like to be young dumb and in love. If this is what you want then go for it. If my babygirl said yes, then you both have my blessing.” He pulled you in for a long hug. “Is this what you want?”he asked you, pulling away slightly. “It is daddy,” you assured him. He nodded pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Then I am here for you. So is your mother, though she may not act like it at first. We just want for you to be happy.” He smiled. “Well mama?” You asked, your father returning to his seat. “I have no words for you,” your mother frowned. “What do you mean?” Your heart cracking in several different places.

“I just simply don’t know what had gotten into either of you!” She exclaimed. “You’ve been living together behind all of our backs, like I didn’t raise you to know that was a sin. Now you to waltz up here and tell me you’re engaged? Like that’s supposed to make it any less of a sin!” She exploded. That’s when your heart shattered into a million pieces. You refused to let her see the tears flow from your eyes. “Fine. Is that how you feel mama?” You asked. Your jaws clenched tightly, heart racing in your chest. “ Yes it is,” she replied. “I don’t approve.”

“Good thing I don’t need your approval to get married.” You shot back. You spun on your heel and rushed to the nearest bathroom. Once inside, you slammed the door close and bent over the sink heaving.

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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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