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chrisevansbabymama · 4 years

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The Break Up - Part 1

Part One

Y/N was sure of it. Chris was doing this to rub it in her face, to show how happy he was without her; and how his family was happy too. Whilst everything had been going south for her since they’d broken up, it seemed he was also siding with the world against her. She’d been watching the Insta stories of her close friends and family, never flipping past anyone because they were all people she knew intimately. Then Chris’ played straight after, before she even had a chance to skip it. They hadn’t unfollowed or blocked each other yet on their socials, of course this was down to their persistent publicists who’d decided it was best to not give the press any leverage on their break up.

In true Chris fashion, he hadn’t uploaded in a while - he wasn’t even an avid Insta user, so her theory that he was doing this to taunt her made sense.

Home is where the heart is, he captioned a picture of him and the family that seemed to have been taken candidly. Everyone looked so happy. Had this been taken almost six weeks ago, she would have been in there nestled somewhere between him and Dodger.

She’d lingered too long on the picture, smiling back at the faces she’d known as her second family in the last year and a half since they’d met. Then the next one played, and she didn’t want to skip it. She didn’t care if he saw her on the viewers list, she had nothing to lose now anyway.

“Happy birthday ma,” his Bostonian accent boomed, the video showing Lisa sitting at the kitchen counter in a robe scrolling through her phone as he walked up to her.

“Christopher Robert Evans!” She whined, extending her hand towards the phone, trying to block him.

“Whooooaaa,” He laughed, that laugh that she loved so much, “Wow! C’mon, just say ‘hi’ birthday girl,”

“It’s too early for this Chris,” she looked away.

“Why are you up so early on your birthday?” he asked hugging her, then the video cut off after the 15 second allowance.

Y/N had played it over and over again, each time noticing something new; his beard had gotten longer and hair darker. He’d lost weight: he wasn’t as bulky as she remembered him in her arms. But he looked so happy, so it couldn’t have been a post-breakup weight loss. The other times she’d noticed the small details that only she or his friends and family would know; how his nephew had shot up in height, Lisa had painted the kitchen in ecru and rearranged the pantry.

She knew she had to speak to Lisa and wish her a happy birthday. They still talked even after the break up, Lisa was always confident that it was temporary and that he would come to his senses. Y/N doubted it; he’d said some pretty mean things, she’d said some pretty mean things too and she wasn’t sure how they were going to, if ever, recover from that. Even though her heart was going against the grain of her resolve, challenging everything she stood for: to not be taken for a fool by a man. But feelings are a funny thing, and she loved Chris. Despite how he’d taken her for a fool, she still wanted it to work and this to be all over.

But Lisa didn’t pick up Y/N’s call that afternoon. Not even the second one either, the over-thinker she was, Y/N drew to a conclusion that Lisa was too busy with her family now to talk to her. Nor did she even want to talk to the woman that had hurt his son. And that too hurt because he had hurt her.

But the truth was, she wanted Lisa to pick up so she could hear his voice in the background. Even if it was muffled, it was her favourite sound.

“Hi Lisa, it’s Y/N...I uhm, I didn’t want to leave a message of course but I know you’re super busy with the family around. I just wanted to say Happy Birthday! I hope you have an amazing day with everyone. I miss you, sorry I haven’t been in touch much this week, I’ve been super busy. But I hope we can catch up sometime, okay, bye. I love you,”

And just like that, Y/N had spent the whole day glued to her phone endlessly refreshing her Instagram and Twitter hoping for an update. She’d lost the privilege of knowing the intimate details of what he was up to, so if it meant grasping 15 second bursts on Instagram, then that was fine too. She was like one of them now – his followers, only getting the vague and general stuff, and not the direct messages or memes sent directly to her like she used to. That realisation hurt her especially because he hadn’t been posting anything, and the one time he resurfaces he’s with his family, flaunting his joy and life without her. She had posted a lot, (too much even) since the break up, and if she were to be honest, it was for his attention. She wanted him to see how good she’d been looking, the mini dresses, the short shorts, the haircut, the mysterious male hand in her food snaps and the melancholic love quotes. But he hadn’t watched any of the stories, much to her dismay. Scott had, and he would call to check in on her. But he wasn’t Chris!

“Lisa,” Y/N answered later that evening as she settled on the couch with a glass of wine after dinner, resigning from her social media stalking because if she knew Chris well, she knew he wasn’t going to post anymore intimate moments with his family. And if anything, it would be something to do with Dodger or repost something about NASA and the moon and stars.

“Happy birthday!”

“Y/N, sweetie, hi. Thank you so much, how’re you?”

“I’m good Lisa,”

“Sorry I missed your call, it’s chaos over here,” she laughed. “I haven’t had a chance to catch a break since morning,”

“I can imagine. Always keeping you on your toes,” Y/N chuckled softly. “How’s your day been?”

“It’s been busy and full – but so lovely. They sent me to get a massage this morning, then they all cooked lunch. We’re just coming in from dinner. I got your present, you are too kind and generous Y/N. Thank you so much, I really wasn’t expecting it,”

“Oh you’re welcome, I hope you enjoy it,”

Lisa paused, “I uhmm...was hoping you would show up. I really thought when they sent me to the spa that I’d come back home and you’d be there as a surprise. I kept waiting for that opportunity for you to pop up and surprise me,”

Now it was Y/N’s turn to pause. But nothing came out, shocked that Lisa was thinking of her at all on her special day when she was spending it with her family. Even worse, was the gut wrenching feeling in her stomach as Lisa’s words sunk in reminding her how easily she could have been there today, had she maybe just swallowed her pride and parted ways with her inhibiting principals?

“It’ll be okay Y/N. You and Chris, this is just a rough patch,” Lisa reiterated the same song she’d been singing the last few weeks but Y/N no longer believed it.

It’d been weeks. No changes or sign that he was even going to come back. He’d barely fought for the relationship then, so why would he now?

At this point, she was starting to realise that she needed to graduate from the grieving stage of denial and anger to bargaining, and with some time acceptance.

“I don’t know Lisa, I thought so too but, I don’t know,”

“This isn’t right, you two love each other,” Lisa said, almost to herself more than anything. “Why can’t you both see it?”

“Uhm, Lisa I have to go,” Y/N said quickly, awash with emotions that she didn’t think she’d confront today when she’d woken up in a good mood.

No matter how friendly she was with Lisa, this was his mom, so she couldn’t be too reckless and as honest as she wanted to be, but her son had really hurt her and it wasn’t fair that she was painting a picture that both of them were being stubborn. Y/N needed to save the rant for her mom who was used to the late night phone calls and tears. But she loved Lisa too much to lose her by weeping over and ranting about that annoyingly handsome son of hers.

“I’ve got company, sorry. Can I call you tomorrow?” Y/N lied.

“Of course, I better go too, they’re waiting on me to start the movie,” Lisa laughed, both women knowing that she could read through Y/N’s lie.

But Lisa had a way of working her coulda-been-daughter-in-law; she knew the right words to say and a way to speak to her to get her to open up. Tonight wasn’t the right time, especially with her culprit of her son in the room next door and the joyous occasion.

“Ma! Come. On!” Y/N could hear Carly yelling in the background.

“See what I mean?” Lisa laughed.

“I see,” Y/N laughed. “Goodnight Lisa, and don’t worry about Chris and I. Enjoy your birthday,”

“Goodnight honey, we’ll resolve that,” Lisa said. “I love you,”

“Kay, I love you too,”

Y/N chewed on her bottom lip, pensive, sad, wistful, her heart longing for the Evans’ family company, and attention from a certain Evans. If she was there, she and Chris would have snuck out halfway throughout the film and gone for a walk where they would share intimate goals and aspirations. Or they would go on a long drive and end up in a parking lot with mellow background music and heating on in his car, eating McDonald’s off their laps and stealing each other’s fries and dips. Chris would teach her about the constellation. They would make a new playlist together and drive back, sneak back into the house sometime around 2AM and make a messy freakshake that they would have found on Pinterest. They’d stay up in the lounge, whispering quietly with Family Guy in the background and melt into each other as they made out. They’d ultimately end up in his childhood bedroom, squeezing in on his bed. It was a good excuse to cuddle all night long. Chris would wake up with a dead arm but the pillow talk made it worth it.

By the time she’d drowned her third glass of the red wine, her memories and visions of him got blurred and not so pleasant. The vision of the last time she saw him, the day that they broke up kept haunting her but in parts, so she decided to call it a night and waddled up to her bedroom and threw herself on the bed, falling asleep straight away. She didn’t hear her phone ringing and vibrating downstairs.

Baaaaby

Missed Call (2)

And then pinging with message alerts.

Baaaaby: hey Y/N, it’s Chris

Baaaaby: hope you’re ok?

Baaaaby: Call me when you can

Baaaaby: Please*

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squirrelly831 · 4 years

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Caught in Public [Baekhyun, Jongdae, and Chanyeol]

The oc’s are the wives prior to getting married. You can read this as part of the daddy!au series or a stand alone~~ Chanyeol’s is angst-ish.

UPDATE: Due to Jongdae’s announcement, Minseok’s wife is now Maisie and Jongdae will no longer be part of the daddy!au. Though it is not shown here, Alessia is no longer an oc and Maisie will be on the family list with Minseok

Enjoy~

Baekhyun

Baekhyun wouldn’t have kissed Mieun if he had thought someone would take his picture. Let alone follow him to her home. He didn’t want his relationship to be outed by a scandal and he was waiting for Sooman’s approval on his request to go public.

It was Baekhyun’s first time meeting Mieun’s family as her family had decided to officially move back to her hometown of Daegu. He wanted to meet her family before he went public with their two year relationship to show them how much he truly loved and cared for her.

The trip had gone great, everything was great. Her parents loved him and only asked for him to take care of her. So with some parting words, the couple headed off to go back to Seoul.

Mieun sighed as she leaned against Baekhyun’s shoulder as they waited for the last train of the night. “That didn’t go too bad, I was worried they would flip out.”

Baekhyun, dressed in a oversize hoodie with the hood up and a face mask to keep his identity secret, let out a chuckled. “Well your mom did.” He waved his hands like Mieun’s mom did upon seeing Baekhyun, “Wahhh, my daughter wasn’t lying about dating an idol! Why are you with such a slob like her. Ow”

Mieun clicked her tongue and swatted his arm. “Oh, shut up. She just thought you were too pretty to be dating some normal girl like me.”

Baekhyun wrapped his arm around her upper arm and rubbed her arm, “You don’t believe that, right? You’re not just some normal woman to me.”

She shrugged with a teasing smile, “I don’t know. Maybe.” He let out a whine not enjoying getting teased. “I kid I kid.” She giggled.

“You better be.”

“Or else?”

Baekhyun’s eyes twinkled mischievously, “Or else I’ll kiss you.”

“I mean I wouldn’t be against it” Baekhyun glanced around quickly before he pulled his mask off his mouth to kiss her quickly. Neither of them knew there was someone still following them and took a picture of them kissing.

An hour after, while on the train, Baekhyun received a call from Junmyeon to tell him that they were spotted and a picture of them was released to the public. Baekhyun was upset as he looked up the article to see various photos of Mieun and him while in Daegu as well as a picture of them kissing at the train station. He approved the statement to go out confirming the relationship, but it was a bittersweet moment. He didn’t want it to be a scandal. He wanted to tell his fans first before the media did. Baekhyun would post on his sns to tell his fans that he planned to reveal the relationship before the media. Due to it, the fans weren’t as mad at him as they were at the media for going behind and snooping.

Jongdae

Jongdae got permission from his company to go out to Hawaii during his off period. He wanted to take his girlfriend of two years, Maisie, and her daughter, Cassandra, out somewhere to enjoy themselves and just spoil them both. They spent an entire week in Hawaii and Maisie and Jongdae were able to have some time alone as Cassandra went to the resort daycare a for a few hours a couple of days.

When they left Hawaii, they felt so refreshed and at ease they didn’t think anything could go wrong. However, as they boarded their plane, they didn’t see a couple of fans who were taking pictures. They posted pictures of Jongdae holding a passed out Cassandra on his shoulder, holding hands with Maisie, and a kiss the two shared. They blotted out Cassandra’s and Maisie’s faces, but gave out information that they took the plane to Incheon.

After the almost 10 hour flight to Incheon, Jongdae and Maisie made their way out of baggage claim with Cassandra holding both of their hands as she walked between them. Maisie let out a breath, “We’re home” she cooed to Cassandra. “You ready to see your friends at the park tomorrow?” Cassandra cheered and Maisie smiled.

As they walked through the last doors to lead to the airport, they were surrounded by fans and paparazzi. Jongdae immediately sprung into action as he pulled off his jacket and covered Maisie’s face. He then picked up Cassandra and hid her face in his chest. Jongdae was livid as he escorted his girlfriend and her daughter away from the crowd. He didn’t understand how they had found out, but he was pissed that they couldn’t be even a bit more considerate especially with a child present. Cassandra broke into tears at the sudden loudness around her and Jongdae hurriedly rushed outside.

“Jongdae! Maisie!” They looked to see Junmyeon and a manager. “Come on!” The trio made their way to the car and the manager and Junmyeon threw their luggage in the back before they drove off. Maisie took off the jacket and held out her hands for her daughter who was still crying. Jongdae handed her off and Maisie cradled her five year old. “Someone spotted you at the airport and posted pictures on Twitter and the fan cafe. Fans were able to figure out your flight based off that.”

Jongdae’s fist clenched, “I’ll make a public statement later.” He scoffed as he looked out the window. He knew if he made the announcement at that moment, it wouldn’t be pretty. He was fuming.

Later in the evening, he did make an official statement confirming his relationship, but he would go an extra step and talk about the events at the airport on his instagram. He expressed how hurt he was and how the commotion upset his girlfriend’s daughter and scared her. He asked fans to continue to support him and stressed how happy he was before he concluded the message.

Chanyeol

Leilani took a lot of shit with a smile on her face. Her mom taught her to kill people with kindness and she didn’t live by it until she became Nalani’s legal guardian. She wanted to teach her sister not to use violence. However, when her sister ran home with three notes addressed as whore, gold digger, bitch. Leilani’s eyes widened as she snatched the letters out of Nalani’s hands.

It had been a year since she started dating Chanyeol. Within a year, she learned to be happy for herself and to fall in love. Chanyeol was important to Leilani, but her sister was her priority and Chanyeol loved that about her. However, it all fell apart when a fan caught them on a late night date and posted it in a fan cafe. The hate she received was nothing she couldn’t handle. That was until these letters.

Leilani ripped the envelopes open over the counter in the kitchen. As she did, a couple of razors slipped out. Her eyes widened as she grabbed a small knife and cut the envelope open. In each envelope had a single letter, but in each letter rest a number of razors. Tears pricked her eyes as she thought of what would have happened had her nine year old sister decided to open the letters or to touch the razors. Anger consumed her as she looked back to her sister and then back at the letters. No one would hurt her sister. She would kill anyone who tried or attempted.

That night, Chanyeol rushed to Leilani’s apartment and rang the doorbell. After he got the text about how Nalani was confronted by fans of his, he panicked. He pounded on the door and the door swung open to reveal a severally pissed off Leilani. “How’s Nalani? Is she okay?” Were the words out of his mouth. He tried to get inside the apartment, but Leilani held up her hand to stop him from entering.

Leilani shut the door behind her before she shot a glare at Chanyeol. “Your fans are psycho” her voice was low but venom laced her words. “To approach a child and give her letters for me. If I find out who they are, I’ll end them.”

“Lei–”

“DON’T SPEAK!” She shouted without a care that they were in the middle of the apartment complex hallway. “They gave her letters with razors attached!” She got in his face and poked his chest angrily. “She’s fucking 9, Chanyeol!” Tears blurred her eyes. “What if she got fucking curious and opened it? That’s my sister! She’s all I fucking have!” She screamed as the tears fell down her face. “What’s next? Poisoned fucking candy? All because I’m dating an idol?”

Chanyeol swallowed hard as he watched Leilani fall to piece inside herself. He wanted to do something for her, but he felt so powerless.

“-one.”

His head shot up and looked at her, “What?”

“We’re done. Hope your fans are happy” she threw her arms out on either side of her. “They got the gold digging bitch away from their oppa!” She let out a resentful laugh. She pulled the letters from her hoodie pocket and pushed them into his chest, “Tell your fans I got the message.” She turned on her toes and went back inside her apartment. She slammed the front door and hit it with her fist as she let out a sob. Leilani slowly fell to her knees heartbroken and destroyed. The one time she thought she’d have happiness and it was taken from her all by random strangers she never met.

Chanyeol left her apartment with a shattered heart. His eyes burned as he walked down the street to his apartment. He swallowed a lump as he felt his anger rise. Chanyeol let out a scream as he hit the wall beside him with an open fist. Once calm, he made a rant about how he just lost the best woman who made him happy because of fan harassment. He mentioned how the letters she got will be handed over to the police and the letter writers would face criminal charges. He also clarified that any fans who slander or attack Leilani or her family would face charges as well. Chanyeol was not going to let Leilani and him end like this. After he got the damage under control, he had all plans to woo her and get her back.

Part I || Part III

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Written & revamped by Squirrelly831

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