Sebastian Stan and Characters One Shots

Nice To Meet You ~ Sebastian Stan

Your legs moved fast below you, as you tried to get to your office as quick as you could due to an important meeting with the head of the company that morning. Thinking about the meeting stole your attention away for a few seconds and since your attention wasn't focused on where you were walking, you didn't see the man right in front of your fast moving body and it was too late to stop yourself from walking directly into him.

"Oh, god! Shit! I'm so sorry!! " You said stumbling backwards, embarrassment took over and you didn't look at the stranger for awhile but when you did, you were stunned into silence. "I..."

"Hey, no worries. I'm Sebastian by the way" Sebastian replied ending with and infectious and cheeky smile, "Shit, your shirt has coffee on it, let me buy you a new one." He gestured towards your now brown shirt.

"I'm (Y/N) and you can if want too but I have this really important meeting I need to be at. I hope I can buy you another coffee?" You , and he grins

"That would be nice, but you also have to give me another thing in return." His smirk becomes darker. "Kiss me?" Sebastian almost looks predatory; his gaze trails up and down your body and the smirk hasn't left his face.

You flush a deep red. "Um... Sure." You managed to choke out.

He cheekily laughed at your awkward, flustered state but held your gaze, his eyes stared deeply into yours. Your body froze when he began to lean in to kiss you, but he moved his lips up towards your ear. "Would you like to come back to mine after your meeting? To have this kiss." The deep husk in his voice made your body shiver.

The nerves that were controlling your body made your answer come out in stuttered manner, "But you're..." You waved your hands in front of you, gesturing to his face and his hard abs that you had previously walked into, "You can't..." You heard him laugh as he stood close enough to you that you could smell his aftershave.

"Well actually I can, unless you don't want too?" He looked at you uncertain for a while and you shook your head that hard that it almost made you feel quite dizzy. 

"Trust me, I do." You replied smiling uneasily because of his devilish smirk. His eyes began to search yours for a minute, and while you didn't know what he was looking for, he appeared to be pretty satisfied with it. He pulled out an old unused napkin from his back pocket, much to your confusion. "Got a pen?"

Your hands fumbled inside your handbag to find the pen that you kept in one of the pockets, grabbing a hold of it, you pull it out and hand it to him whilst your hands were shaking. "Thanks." He said with another one of those grins, your knees began to feel weak and you felt like you were going to collapse at any moment. You watched as he scrawled something quickly on the napkin before handing it to you, as he slipped your pen into his pocket he smiled lightly at you making you aware of what he was doing.

When your eyes began to scan over what he had written on the old napkin, your cheeks turned a bright red colour and began to burn as you realised that you wouldn't need to ask for that pen back anytime soon. "I, um..." You choked out your reply in shock, a high end celebrity had just given you their phone number.

"We can get room service. We won't even need to leave the room." He said, and somehow it just made it a quite suggestive thing to do.

Your cheeks flush red again and your eyes briefly met again, "O-okay, but I need to...get going." You reply gesturing roughly towards the direction of your work.

"Oh, okay." He almost looks sad to see you go, but then there's this small spark in his eye. "I'll see you later, then...It was nice meeting you." He winks at you and you have to get out of here.

"You too." You say as your mind is scrambling as you walk past him with a small, barely-contained smile and his hand brushes against yours, making you gasp quietly.

His breathless chuckle remains in your ears all the way to your work, and you can't help but laugh to yourself like a because that just happened. Your hands are shaking with anticipation as you walk in the doors of your work; you probably look like someone on a caffeine high. It doesn't take you long to get up to the meeting, you sit on the seats that are not for the meetings table and you can't stop thinking about what's happened. You looked down towards your clothes and you noticed how bad the dark coffee stain on your shirt actually was, leaning forwards you try to hide it but that wasn't that successful, so you just crossed your right leg over your left and that worked a little bit better to hid the ever growing stain. You were focused so much on tonight with Sebastian you didn't see your best friend (y/f/) walking into the room.

"What's up with you?" She asks looking at you curiously.

"Oh nothing, I think I have a date tonight though." You spoke smiling even more at your friend. 

"With whom? " She asked looking slightly panicked by your widening smile.

"Sebastian Stan." You confessed before you broke out into an even wider smile.

(A/N Here you go the first imagine, I might do another part to this if I have time.)