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WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT (PART 2)

CHADWICK BOSEMAN X READER

PART 1

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FEBRUARY 8th 2018

5 months ago …

The strobe lights color the room, the music is loud, the songs you adore are blasting in one of your favorite club. The DJ is fantastic and you couldn’t wish for a better place to celebrate your promotion.

Aisha and Jason have organized this surprise party by inviting some friend and colleague and you are really enjoying it. It was a long time since you went dancing with friends. You don’t know how many drinks you drank, but you don’t mind the feeling. You like this feeling of disinhibition you have when you slightly exaggerate with alcohol.

You move as you can really do, moving your body following the rhythm in the middle of the dance floor with your friends when suddenly you feel your head starts spinning to not being able to stand up straight.

“I take a break, I need some air … and the bathroom” you cry in Aisha’s ear who nods and asks if you want company.

“No worries, nothing serious"

You wink at her and, after taking your jacket, you go outside to get some fresh air trying to make the nausea disappear.

It’s very late night and very cold outside. As you breathe clouds of smoke come out of your mouth. You’d like to smoke a cigarette, but you made many sacrifices to stop, so you just lean your back against the wall and look around waiting to feel slightly better, usually the fresh air helps.

The access of the private club faces a secondary road, in the alley there aren’t many people, some people who smoke because inside is forbidden, someone who chat a little bit, some laughings around. The two huge doormen are at the entrance checking who enters and who leaves, checking the pass and the list.

After noticing the few people around you, your gaze rests on two women and a man on your right, all very attractive, beautiful features, very well dressed speaking and laughing and you may swear to have seen them already somewhere. But at that moment you can’t concentrate to remember where or when and look away the moment they notice you were watching them. One of the two girls looks at you smiling and greeting you.

“It’s very chilly tonight, better don’t stay out here for so long or you’ll catch a death of cold!”

Her accent is American, very different from the one you’re used to hearing here every day, it reminds you home.

You nod and return the gentle smile

"I just need some air and than I’ll come back, thanks for the advice”

“Oh you’re not british, are you American too?”

“Yes, I’ve been here for a while. I don’t think I’ll ever integrate with the accent”

“birthday party?“

"promotion”

“Congratulations then! nice to meet you, see you inside, have fun”

You greet with education while all three return inside.

You stay outside again for a while to enjoy the frozen air touching your skin trying to figure out where you’ve already seen those three people, but nothing … your mind is too intoxicated by alcohol and the loud music that echoes from inside doesn’t help .

You tighten in your jacket while you approach the entrance for coming back.

You head towards the back of the club where your have your reserved table and sip some more of your drink.

Your body moves involuntarily following the sound, for a moment you look for your friends who are still dancing far away from you and close your eyes enjoying the music. And that’s when you feel someone approaching you.

You sigh bored thinking of the umpteenth guy who wants to try an approach noticing you’re alone. It’s the tenth time this evening that you say “No thanks” and repeat it now again:

“No thanks, not interested” You’re annoyed even before he utters a word, you don’t even open your eyes to look in his direction.

“You’ve changed a lot, but I’d have recognized you everywhere in the crowd"

Your heart stops for a moment when you recognize his voice, you’d have recognized it even if it was a sigh in the midst of that mess.

“Chadwick …”

“Y/N …”

He’s standing next to you, looking at you, perhaps waiting for your sign to sit down. You look at him, he’s beautiful, he’s definitely changed too, he’s more man, more mature, more experienced, but he’s always a beautiful guy and always very sexy as you remember him.

Wearing a tight black T-shirt that enhances his perfect and toned body, casual pants and he’s a bit sweaty, he breathes in breathlessness, most likely he was dancing. You know he loves dancing and you also know he’s very good. You remember him at those summer night parties … oh hell yes you remember him. But it’s not really the right moment to get into certain memories and thoughts.

You don’t know how many minutes have passed in that awkward silence, but when you try to talk, he tries too. You try again and he tries again and your voices overlap.

“You first”, he tells you, smiling

“Ok … Hi …” you say to him, looking him in the eyes and then looking away. It’s the only thing you can say.

“Hi … can I sit down with you for a moment?”

With a nod of the head you say yes, moving your jacket from the other side, allowing him to sit next to you.

He seems more embarrassed than you, he doesn’t look you in your direction, he puts his forearms on his open legs looking straight ahead, he smiles perhaps looking for the right words to start a conversation.

You’re embarrassed and terrified and uncomfortable, and you know the reason very well.

You’ve lived the last years of your life with the thought he was angry with you, that he hated you and that if he had met you by chance, he’d have turned around without even saying hi giving you a look.

And instead here he is, next to you and he doesn’t look angry, but it seems that he can read your inner thoughts perceiving your sensations on his skin.

“I’m no longer angry with you Y/N, actually I don’t think I’ve ever been. If this can help you” he says, turning his head to look at you in the eye.

The music is always very high, but you can hear his words loud and clear.

When he smiles in that kind way you relax … that smile and that gaze he used to look at you making you feel good. He rubs his hands and looks at you again, waiting for your reaction, your word.

"It’s nice to see you again, Chadwick, you look good …”

“It’s very nice to see you too Y/N, you’re always very beautiful, much more beautiful, if I may say so”

You feel your cheeks bursting with embarrassment, never such a simple compliment has made you this effect.

His gaze is fixed on your eyes, looking for something, then it goes down to look at your body covered by a mini dress, despite the cold. His gaze is fixed on your legs and you see him tilt his head as to compliment.

He’s also become more uninhibited, you smile slightly shaking your head.

“What brings you in London?”

“European Premiere of my movie tonight … and then we came here to celebrate all together"

“So, a touch and go..”

“Yes, we leave early for the press tour”

“Congratulations on your movie by the way, they said it’s really cool”

“Will you go to see it?”

“Of course I will”

“Good … free evening out with friends?“

"I had a promotion yesterday and we came to celebrate”

“Congratulations”

“Thank you…”

You rub your hands on your legs, and then try to relax your shoulders, you still feel a little awkward, take a deep breath and see Aisha looking at you from the dance floor, trying to figure out if you need help. You two are a bit telepathic and with a nod of your head you say no. She returns to dance, but without losing sight on you.

You’d like to tell Chadwick so many things but you know it’s not the moment and the place, he too would like to tell you so many things, but he doesn’t dare. You see him with the corner of your eye, he opens his lips to say something but holds back several times. Sinking that conversation down his throat. Those moments of silence seem eternal and you try to break the ice in some way.

“You don’t got to sit here, don’t you want to enjoy the party? Your colleagues will be looking for you”

“No, it doesn’t bother me sitting here hidden for a while … believe me. Listen Y/N I need to talk to you, the music is too damn loud, let’s go out for a moment?”

"Chad, my love, where were you???” A female voice says approaching you.

You see him stiffen instantly, swallow and then show off a big smile to the girl who reaches him making him stand beside her, taking his hand. She squeezes his waist, then placing her other hand on his chest, as if to mark her territory. You get up too as if it were an involuntary movement.

"I’m here baby, I’m just having a chat” he answers.

She looks at him smiling and then looks at you without greeting and scanning you from head to toe

"It was a pleasure to see you again, congratulations again for the promotion” he tells you in a very detached and formal tone.

“It was a pleasure for me too” you answer him as he walks away with his girlfriend … you suppose, she called him “my love”.

“Who was that Chaddy?”

“No one, just an old friend”

You don’t want to stay there anymore, you just want to go home and start crying. It was nice to see him again, but seeing him with another person hurt you.

“Why the heck should it hurt me?” (you think)

It’s been years, many years, and it’s normal for him to have a girlfriend, as you’ve had many boyfriends. What’s wrong then?

Yet you feel bad and the fact you couldn’t talk to him, makes you even more nervous and intractable.

After all that meeting was totally not planned!!! “So why the fuck???!!!!” You tell talking to yourself while Aisha reaches you.

"Y/N sweetheart, where are you going?”

“Home, I’m tired and I don’t feel good, thank you very much for the nice evening love”

“Just wait, I come with you"

“Keep on having fun, I don’t want to ruin the evening, really, we’ll talk later"

"Y/N … what did he tell you? I didn’t get close to not interrupt anything ”

“Nothing, we didn’t talk about anything, but tomorrow morning I’ll tell you everything, ok?”

Aisha nods and caresses your shoulder as you take your belongings to reach the exit. At that moment you accidentally turn you head towards Chadwick’s group and see him dancing very close to with his girlfriend, but he’s looking at you …

TO BE CONTINUED …

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