Sebastian Stan Imagine Collection (From IG)

Sebastian x Reader #80

(When Reader and Sebastian care after each other)

You sit by the road side, staring into the horizon. You turn to your bike that's all battered and broken. If you haven't jumped, you'd probably ended up like that too.

Sebastian arrives not long after, looking rather worried, melting away the bad boy/redneck look for his new movie. You smile at him as he engulfs you in his arms.

"Thank God you're alright", he says.

"I'm fine, just got a few scrapes. I'll be alright", you reassure him.

"Did you see who did it?", he asks.

You shake your head. "It happened so fast", you say.

He sighs and kisses your forehead. "Alright, I've called someone to pick this up. In the mean time, I'll take you home", he says.

The two waited until a truck that Sebastian had called earlier to come and get your bike. Once the truck leaves, he drives you home.

"I'm sure it'll be fixed soon", he says, trying to reassure you.

"I'll be fine, Seb", you say, squeezing his hand.

"I was worried. Thought I lost you back there", he says.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful next time", you say, kissing his cheek.

*

You arrive home with a scowl, but immediately warms up to a small smile to see him. Sebastian pats the couch and you didn't think twice - your head lands on his lap and you let out a long sigh.

"Having fun taking the bus?", he chuckles.

"I actually enjoy the bus. It's work that I hate. My hand hurts, I'm hungry and I'm not getting paid enough to deal with their bullshit", you say.

"Aww, poor baby. C'mere", he says, pulling you into a bear hug.

"I'm hungry, Sebby. I feel like I could eat a horse right now", you whine.

"Ok, how about we go out to eat? My treat", he says.

You're surprised to see your motorcycle all fixed. You turn to Sebastian, who is dangling your keys that's attached to a mini Bucky Pop.

"You want to ride at the back?", you ask.

"This one is yours. You know her better", he says, shrugging. He doesn't mind anyway.

The two of you ride through the streets of New York, riding in between the cabs and buses. All the stress from work diminishes. You ride for a few more blocks before stopping at a pizza joint.

Sitting there, enjoying a late wintery night with hot pizza with your man is one of your favourite. You rest your head on his shoulder.

"Thanks, babe", you say, kissing his cheek. You like to see him smiling like an idiot.

"Anything for you", he says, kissing your forehead.

*

You lay down, staring at the ceiling and process what you just heard. 'No one cares for me like that...', his words ring over and over again.

You weren't at the panel that day due to several meetings that whole week. If you had known, you'd console him there and then. He's good at hiding his emotions from you.

You decide to do something for him. You changed the bed sheet into newer ones (that actually smell nice) and prepares a nice meal, ie mac and cheese.

When Sebastian comes home, he smiles seeing the mac and cheese. You open up your arms and welcome him with an embrace.

"What's this for?", he asks.

"No reason, I just thought you deserve it", you say.

He didn't say anything, merely enjoying the hug. You didn't dare to move and you just bury your face in his chest as he buries his face in the crook of your neck.

"Thank you", he says.

"You're welcome. C'mon, we can eat in bed", you say.

You put the mac and cheese on a tray and pull him towards the bedroom. You leave for a sec to get the wine before joining him in bed.

"Did you change the sheets?", he asks.

"Yup, I thought it could be more welcome", you say.

The two of you binge watch Netflix of his choice as you and him enjoy some mac and cheese and wine. Sebastian eventually falls asleep in your arms as you gently caress his cheek.

"Sleep, my love. I love you", you whisper.

"Love you...", Sebastian mumble in his sleep, snuggling and pulling you closer.