Request: 20, 32, & 42 with Chadwick Boseman

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"Chadwick!" you exclaim, hammering on the door of his trailer, balancing two coffees in your adjacent hand. "It's past eight! You should be in makeup by now."

You hear a grumble beyond the door and roll your eyes. Chadwick mumbles something about leaving him alone, but you don't listen. It's your job as his significant other and personal assistant to ensure he's where he needs to be and when.

"Chadwick, I am not leaving until you open the damn door."

You hear movement behind the door, then it opens to reveal your very hungover boyfriend. "It's 8:30, I have a hangover, and you're annoying me," he mutters, wincing at the sunlight. "Can't I just take the day off?"

"Not if you don't want the director all over your ass," you reply, pulling him down the steps to the ground. You lean up, press a kiss to his cheek, then shove a coffee into his grasp. "C'mon. Get to makeup."

Chadwick looks at the coffee like it's a foreign object. "I don know if I should kiss you or slap you."

With a smirk, you slip your hand into his and begin the walk towards the makeup trailer. "What on earth possessed you to get drunk last night?"

Chadwick takes a sip of the caffeinated beverage. "I didn't mean to, but you know how the cast can be. We like challenges. So we played a drinking game and watched an episode of Supernatural. Every time the Winchesters shouted each other's names, we downed a shot."

You break into loud laughter as you stop in front of the makeup trailer. "No wonder you were drunk." You push your boyfriend into the trailer, waving to him with a smile. "Enjoy the consequences!"

Chadwick glares at you. "I'd ask you to stay, but I don't like you!"

You beam at him and turn towards your next task, hearing his infectious laughter behind you.