Proximity (04)-Writing My Goodbyes
Prompt: Sebastian meets his newest neighbor and immediately finds her to be an interesting and genuine person. Before he knows it, he’s developing feelings for his much younger friend that he tries not to act on because of their age difference, only the proximity of their lives has other things in store for the couple.
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A/N: Here we go! Part four :) –ALSO I said in the last part that this one would be short. I promise I’ll make it up to you!!!!!!
Proximity (00)-Prologue, Proximity (01)-My Place at Six, Proximity (02)-Just My Neighbor, Proximity (03)-Forty Percent
“Don’t think of it as being embarrassing,” (Y/N) heard Chris coo beside her. “We’ve come to understand that Sebastian just loves to brag about his cute neighbor.” She could feel her face fluster and could swear the heat had just kicked on to a sweltering temperature as her palms became clammy and her face got hot. At that point, (Y/N) had refused to look up from the unfolded menu she had buried her face behind and the taunting shifted to Sebastian who’s embarrassment was on par with hers.
“I’m going to head to the ladies room before our food arrives,” Lizzie announced, “care to join me, (Y/N)?”
“Sure,” (Y/N) eagerly accepted and rose from her seat, feeling more comfortable and in control of the situation as her body elongated and she paced away from the men.
“I’m sorry about that,” she sighed as soon as they were away from the table.
“You have nothing to apologize for,” (Y/N) reassured Elizabeth as she held the bathroom door open and the each stopped in front of a sink and looked at one another’s reflection.
“It’s so painful to watch when the decided to heckle one another.” She paused, allowing the warm water to rush over her freezing hands before turning back to the guest in her company. “I mean, it’s not fair for them to tease Sebastian so relentlessly for liking someone like you.” Had (Y/N) not already gotten the impression that Elizabeth was a sweet and caring person, her comment would have been taken as bitchy, but since she was the only person that hadn’t drawn attention to the awkwardness of the situation, (Y/N) decided to hear her out.
“Wait, what do you mean?” she asked quietly as a woman and her young daughter entered the restroom.
“By ‘someone like you?’” she questioned while dabbing her hands with a paper towel. “I mean someone so smart, funny, and beautiful. I’m sorry if that came out wrong.”
“No, no, I mean the part that you said about Sebastian liking me,” (Y/N) hurried.
“You didn’t know?” Elizabeth questioned while raising a hand to her mouth, her already large eyes growing in shock as (Y/N)’s confusion strengthened. “Of course you didn’t, you left early.”
“Wait, what?” (Y/N) gasped. Lizzie grabbed (Y/N) by the arm and hurriedly walked toward a refurbished, upholstered bench resting against the wall closest to the door. Setting themselves down, Elizabeth dug through her bag for her phone as she spoke.
“Sebastian hasn’t been able to stop talking about his ‘cute neighbor’ since you fixed his TV,” she explained. “It’s not as thought he’d being aggravating or annoying about it, but he does talk about you just enough to know that he likes you as, well, more than just neighbors.” Elizabeth pulled out her phone and scrolled through the messages until she reached yesterday afternoon.
Sebastian Stan: hey liz…can I get your opinion on something?
Liz Olsen: sure, what’s up?
Sebastian Stan: as a woman, when would you consider it to be too early for a guy to ask you out?
Sebastian Stan: nevermind, it’s stupid
Liz Olsen: nooo, wait! Seb are you talking about (Y/N)?!
Liz Olsen: bc if you are, you’re basically already dating her with how often you say you hang out.
Sebastian Stan: hanging out is different from dating, besides it doesn’t matter. There’s no way of knowing if she likes me so staying friends is easier, right?
Liz Olsen: just test it out! The next time you hang out just act couple-y and if thing feel right, you’ll know if you should push things further or not
“So that’s why he was being all flirty and touchy-feely,” (Y/N) sighed in revelation.
“Keep reading,” she said and pointed to the messages that resumed almost five minutes after (Y/N) left Sebastian’s apartment the previous night.
Liz Olsen: how are things going :D
Sebastian Stan: they’re not. She just left.
Liz Olsen: why??! What happened?!
Sebastian Stan: dunno…things were going great and then she got jumpy and left. I think she’s stressed about work and stuff
Liz Olsen: I’m sure that’s it. If she had a long day she may just want to lie down :/
Liz Olsen: Tom, Anthony, Chris, and I are wanting to hang out together tomorrow. You should come and bring (Y/N). Maybe hanging out with everyone will make her feel more comfortable :)
Sebastian Stan: maybe..we’ll see
As soon as (Y/N) finished the messages, she returned the phone to Lizzie and anxiously chewed on the inside of her lip.
“What do you think about him?” she asked in a quiet and soft voice.
“Sebastian’s great,” (Y/N) stated, “but I don’t have much of anything to offer.”
“What does that mean?” she asked dumbfounded at (Y/N)’s rationale.
“I’m not enough for him. I’m only twenty-one, I’m still in school–honestly I’ve heard him and Mackie give so much shit to Tom about pretty similar qualities that I have,” (Y/N) explained.
“That’s just them being jerks and hazing the new guy,” Lizzie tried to explain to (Y/N).
“But still, if they can say some pretty harsh things about him over the fact that he’s only twenty-one, why is there an exception for me? And who’s to say when that exception will expire?”
“So being younger than him means that you’re not enough?”
“It’s not just that, if I hadn’t been thirteen or fourteen years younger then it would be a bit different, but he was entering high school when I was entering the world. He’s so much more accomplished and distinguished than I could ever hope to be. He’s only exclusively dated actresses and models and I’m just some graduate student who lives below him.”
“What you do for a living doesn’t make you any more or less ‘worth’ someone’s attention, (Y/N), and the ways we meet people will probably never make sense, but you and Sebastian are too similar emotionally to keep yourselves from enjoying one another’s company and you’re lives are too interconnected through proximity for you to start writing any goodbyes,” Lizzie said softly.
“I’m not writing my goodbyes,” (Y/N) sighed. “I’m not quite ready to say goodbye.”
“And why do you say that?” Elizabeth asked with a smile on her face as the young woman in front of her laughed gently at their situation–two strangers having their first conversation with one another on a bench in a public restroom.
“I guess it’s because I want to know if there really needs to be a goodbye, or if we there would be one if I weren’t trying to force it between us,” (Y/N) replied.
“He’s liked you for a long time,” Lizzie said softly as the pair rose from their seats.
“He’s a great guy, but I may always still have reservations about certain things,” (Y/N) sheepishly admitted.
“And it’s okay to be afraid, just don’t let that fear cause you to abandon something that could be wonderful.”