Summary: You are the on-set assistant to the Marvel actors, getting coffees and snacks, etc., but they love you, some like a little sister. You are all on set one day, the last day before a little break in filming, when you mention having to move from your apartment while renovations take place. Sebastian offers to let you move in with him for the time being.
Words: 824
Warnings: 0, i think.Â
Saturday:
You were thrilled, beyond thrilled actually. It was the first interruption in filming there had been in months and everyone was in need of a well-deserved break. Its not like your job was as hard as the actors, but its not like it was easy by any means either. Some of them were fussy. So, safe to say, you were excited. Only problem being that you needed to find somewhere to go for one week while your apartment was being worked on. You considered a hotel, but anywhere in the area would be way over priced for your assistant salary. You considered your friend, Sara, but you weren’t sure you wanted to deal with her neat-freaklyness.
You had decided your only option was to ask Chris, the Marvel actor you had grown closest to over the years. Surely he would take pity on you. All you would need to do was flash him your signature puppy dog eyes and he would be putty in your little hands. Hopefully.
Setting down your cup of coffee on a nearby table and taking off your headset, you neared the three men you had spotted from afar, chatting and laughing at each others “jokes.” Sebastian and Anthony stood on either side of your intended target with grins on their faces, infectious and causing your own to pop out.
Finally reaching all three men, they stopped their laughing, but the smiles remained and yours only grew bigger, more from desperation than anything.
“Hi, guys.” You smiled.
Seb smirked. “Y/N.” He replied in acknowledgment, causing you look his way. In his blue-grey eyes, you saw something you couldn’t quite put your finger on that caused the look on your face to waver slightly, but it was quickly replaced as Chris and Anthony, too, repeated your name and you turned to them.
The day was over. It was late and you needed a place to stay by tomorrow morning. Why you hadn’t been more proactive you didn’t know, but you were kicking yourself now. You decided to get right down to the point.
“Chris, I need a favor.” You said, puppy dog eyes beginning to form.
He smirked and rubbed the scruff along his jaw. “Oh, yea? And what could that be, kiddo?”
You hated that nickname, but all the men where at least ten years your senior, so you guessed it fit. “My apartment is being renovated. I need a place to stay.” You sighed, hoping the slight sadness in your voice would be enough for Chris to cave and save your ass from temporary homelessness.
The ridiculously, attractive blond man hummed to himself and you felt the eyes of the other two men by his side look deep at you, most likely knowing what Chris had to say. And it didn’t appear to be good. “Sweetheart, I wish I could help, but my family is in town.” He said, patting you on the shoulder. “Full house. I’m sorry.”
You let out your own baby sigh but waved a hand to let him know it was ok.
“I’m offended, Y/N. Why was I not considered?” Anthony grumbled with his arms across his chest, making his shirt sleeves want to rip at the seams.
You smiled. “I didn’t say you weren’t, Mister, but you have a history…with women, and only one bedroom.”
“I’d make do for you.” He said, reaching for your hand and kissing the back of it causing a chuckle to escape past your lips.
“Sweet as you are, I’ll pass.”
“I’ll take you…” You suddenly heard, near quiet as a mouse. Three heads whipped in the direction of the third man yet to say much of anything prior to now. “…in, I mean. You can stay with me. I have an extra room.”
Your eyes widened so much that you didn’t notice the ones of the other two men do the same.
“Really?” You asked. “Are you sure?”
Seb slipped his hands in the pockets of his jeans and shrugged slightly, then smiled. “It’s no trouble.”
“Wow. You have no idea what that means to me. Thank you! Is it ok if I come tomorrow?” You rambled.
“Sure. I’ll text you the address.”
You grinned, then whooped slightly before moving his way to wrap your arms around his neck. His own snaked around your waist and squeezed. “You are a lifesaver. Seriously. I’ll be there at 9.” Then you untangled yourself from him and practically skipped off in the direction of your car to head home. You had a lot of packing to do.
When you were out of earshot, Chris, arms crossed and eyebrow raised, turned to Seb, who had yet to look away from your retreating form. “Are you insane?” He accused, in that tone that his friend hated.
Seb only rolled his eyes in response, landing them back on your ass as you turned the corner to the parking lot. “I know what I’m doing.”
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Sequel to One Week
Sebastian Stan x Reader
Part 1/7
Summary: You and Seb may be together now, but hiding your relationship from co-workers and friends is going to be harder than you think.Â
Words: 1340
Warnings: stressed reader
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Sunday:
Sebastian smiled down at you as you fiddled with the buttons of his Henley, worry on your delicate features and lip caught between your teeth.
“Babe…” He tried, reaching for your hands with his own. You swatted him away and went back to mess with the little, white buttons, unable to decide how many should be done or undone. “Y/N, sweetheart, its going to be fine.”
You huffed when his hands moved to the sides of your arms and stroked them up and down trying to calm your nerves. “They are gonna know.”
“They won’t know.”
“They will!” You said, stepping away from him and turning to fist your hands in your hair. “We can’t go five seconds without touching each other, Seb. Now we have to do it for ten hours tomorrow and for the next four days after that? And then for weeks, months, years, who knows how long?” He smirked and pulled you back to him by your waist. “See? SEE? You are touching me again!”
He slowly swayed your hips from side to side. “Mhm, well I intend to touch you every day for a very, very long time.”
You pushed at his chest to try to force some space between you, despite how much you definitely did not want to. “Restrain yourself, Mister”
Seb huffed as you shoved at him and surrendered the slightest so he could reach around and pull his phone out from his back pocket. He moved his thumb to click the unlock button with his free hand, checking the time while his other still struggled to hold your body close to his as you tried to slip free. He smirked at you as he pocketed his phone. “We have five whole minutes before I have to go meet Chris, baby. Let me enjoy them, would you? Before I have to go back to acting like we aren’t dating.”
You chucked at his eagerness to attack you with his mouth combined with the annoyed tone at having to keep your relationship a secret from his friend. “I know, babe, I know. I just don’t want anyone to know yet. If Chris knows, then Anthony knows, then soon all of work knows, and I will get looks left and right; Scowls and other female assistants that are secretly obsessed with you plotting my death.”
“That’s a little extreme.” He mumbled in between your words.
“You’ll get high-fives for boning the assistant chick and…” You continued, clearly beginning to rant in that way you do. When Seb saw that look in your eyes, he held you tighter and rubbed your back in slow strokes until your breathing went back to normal. He knew you were nervous about the world knowing you were dating him and that it was a risk, but he would do whatever it took to make you comfortable, even if that meant keeping it a secret for years.
“I won’t tell Chris…not until you tell me I can.” He whispered, placing a kiss to your temple. “I promise.”
“I know.”
“Good.” He said, resting his forehead on yours for a moment before tilting his head slightly so he could meet your lips with his.
Sebastian sat down across from his best friend at their favorite diner and ordered only a water when the waitress came around.
“Ready to get back to work tomorrow?” The blue-eyed, blond asked.
Seb chuckled as he sipped his water. “As much as I love my job, I’ve been enjoying my time off just a little too much.”
“Oh, come on! You haven’t seen Y/N for an ENTIRE day since she moved out. Don’t act like you haven’t been dying to get back to work to see her after she left you to go back to her own apartment.” He smirked.
“Right…” Seb drug out. “Well, have you seen Sara since the party, or since the night after the party, should I say?” He said quickly, trying his best to direct the conversation off of you. He knew if Chris kept prying that Seb wouldn’t be able to hold the lie in for much longer.
Chris sighed, looking down to his coffee and picked up the spoon to his left to stir it. “It’s…complicated.”
“How so?”
“Look, it’s not like I don’t like her, I do, but I’m not good at relationship stuff. She’s great, she’s funny, beautiful, outgoing, kinda dorky, a little weird, but…she’s just…she’s something else.” He said, staring off into space a bit like a love-struck teenager in one of those romantic movies.
“So, whats the problem? You still sound enamored.”
“Like I said, Im not good at this kind of stuff. She’s intimidating, and I want to be able to meet her standards. I’m afraid I won’t be enough for her.”
“Chris…that’s crazy. If what Y/N said is true at all, then Sara is absolutely smitten with you.”
At the mention of your name, Chris’s eyebrows knitted together and his head tilted to the side like a confused puppy. “What Y/N said? I didn’t know you guys were so close now that you exchange gossip.”
Sebs eyes widened and he coughed a little into a closed fist. “Uh…Well, we did live together. It’s not that weird. You’re my friend and Sara is hers, right?”
“Yea, but, I don’t know…you never said anything else about her after the party and I haven’t heard from Y/N since, either. It just surprising, I guess, that you would talk about stuff like that. Unless you guys grew closer…”
“What? NO-“ Seb nearly yelled, causing a commotion and the attraction of surrounding diners. “We had one night where we hung out apart from the party. The rest of the time she spent out or with Sara. Honestly, we rarely crossed paths.”
Chris narrowed his bright eyes. “Why are you being weird?”
“Im not being weird.” Seb replied, staring down into his glass of water.
“Yes, you are. It’s like all of a sudden, you don’t want Y/N as much as you did a few days ago. You’re being--” Chris shook his head, unable to find the right thing to say to portray his thoughts.
“I’m not being weird!”
“—you’re being…oddly…casual when you talk about her. You don’t even sound upset that you two didn’t even talk that much, like you say.”
“Yea, well maybe I got over her!” Seb yelled, causing Chris’ eyes to widen, not only from his friend’s tone but the words that spewed from his mouth. Over Y/N? In what world?
“Im sorry, what?!” Chris shook his head again, trying to contemplate what in the world had changed in a couple days between Seb and the girl he claimed he liked so much, that he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about for months.
“Yea…maybe I don’t want her anymore…”
“That doesn’t make any sense!”
“Why not!? Did you live with her? No! She’s a horrible roommate, so yea, it kind of shattered the illusion.” Seb continued to yell in a lame attempt at an excuse, trying to force Chris to think anything other than the truth about his relationship with you. He so badly wanted to tell his friend, but Seb wouldn’t betray your trust, not for anything in the entire world.
Seb slammed the large door behind him upon entering the apartment, footsteps more like stomps as he threw his keys on a nearby table and slumped onto the couch across from you in the living room. He groaned and shoved his face in his hands as he slid down the couch until his neck was cramped awkwardly against the back.
“So, how did it go?” You asked, somewhat chuckling at his dramatics, hoping that his time with Chris went better than he was letting on.
“I’ve dug myself a nice, deep hole.” Seb groaned again. He sat himself up properly after his admission and extended his arm, reaching a comforting hand out to you. “Come join me, my love. We will set up camp in this hole together.”
