You came into the apartment already having a shitty ass day of traveling. A tall brunette bumps into you spilling her coffee over your white shirt and you are wondering who the fuck she is. And who even created her? Was it giants? You yourself are pretty tall, 5'8" but she's like 6'2" or some shit.
"Oh shit," Sebastian said.
You then go full on mother Russia to the two of them and start yelling in Russian. You are fine that Sebastian brings over lady friends but he has to alert you. It's like putting a sock on his doorknob but no. This chick spilled her hot ass coffee onto your clean white shirt after you've had a very aggravating day.
Sebastian didn't know what the hell to do. He's never seen you pissed off. You're always a bit more chill and have a relaxed personality. Today, you're fucking fuming and she's wearing your favorite cropped hoodie.
"Where the fuck did you get that hoodie?" You asked.
"Found it here," she said nervously.
You stormed off so very mad and frustrated. You just couldn't believe it. You honestly hate when people go through your stuff when you aren't even there. It's like a betrayal of trust and it's hard enough for you to trust people.
You slammed your door shut and punched a hole in the wall out of frustration. Your fist however connected with metal pipe. You clenched your jaw and tears streamed down your face. You slowly retracted your hand and saw two bones sticking out.
"Shit," you said under your breath as your hand starts bleeding.
Sebastian quickly kicked out the chick and took back your hoodie. He still has no fucking clue on what to do to make it up to you. He feels so so so so so bad about it.
You came out of your room knowing you need to go to the hospital since your hand is pretty fucked up. You are gently cradling it with a hand towel over it absorbing the blood and so you won't look at your bones. Sebastian hears you sniffling and his attention snaps to you.
"What happened?!" He asked seeing the blood on the towel.
You just shushed him and said, "I don't wanna fucking talk to you but you gotta take me to the hospital."
Sebastian opened his mouth to say something but he stopped himself. He quickly slipped on his shoes and grabbed his jacket. He opened the door for you and you go through mumbling a 'thank you.'
(Time skip)
You sat on a bed in the ER and your hand is on a tray. A doctor comes over.
"May I?" He asked. "I'm Dr. Jacobs."
You nodded and he removed the towel. Sebastian is in shock.
"Woah," he said. "How did this happen?"
"I uh punched a whole in the wall and a metal pipe was on the other side," you said.
"Well, I'm pretty sure you're gonna need surgery," he said.
You nodded.
(Time skip)
You are laying on your side slightly awake and there's a cast on your arm with metal rods sticking out. You have it elevated on a pillow. Sebastian comes in and bites his lip seeing your back to him and the hospital gown is showing off a bit of your back. He comes over and leans over to see your eyes closed. He kisses your cheek.
"I'm so sorry, Y/n," Sebastian said.
You shushed him and he grins. You feel the bed and then his body is spooning yours. He has one arm across your stomach and the other across the front of your shoulders. He's loving every moment of this and so are you. You love how he's still beefed up for playing Bucky but he's back to his short hair.
"I'm glad you're back," he whispered.
You grinned and keep forgetting at how sweet Sebastian is. He's honestly the sweetest guy you've ever met. You wish you guys were more than roommates, you always have. You're just realizing it now and so has Sebastian.
"How was your flight?" Sebastian asked.
"Sucked ass. Somebody brought a fucking cat on the 16 hour flight," you said. "They even let it free and nobody had any allergy shit for me to take."
"Oh Jesus," he said knowing you're allergic to cats. "I'm so sorry."
"It wasn't your fault," you said looking over your shoulder.
"Yeah but I still feel bad especially since that chick spilled coffee all over you," Sebastian said.
"Why was she wearing my hoodie?" You asked.
"I dunno," Sebastian said. "She was kinda crazy."
"Oof, she knows where we live," you said.
"I guess we better move, roommate," Sebastian said.
"Damn, I was gonna frame the hole in the wall," you said and he laughed.
To be continued?