MIXED FEELINGS- Sebastian Stan
(Again, this is from my phone so sorry. Thanks for the request and im so sorry this tooks me 84 years, ily💘)
You look at him and bit your lip. How can he look so handsome? He’s not even trying. Without realizing it, you sigh heavily.
“Are you okay?” Sebastian’s beautiful voice is full of concern and you snap out of your thoughts to smile at him.
“Yes, just tired.”
“(Y/N) I told you a thousand times, you need more sleep!”
“Seb I’m fine, stop worrying.”
He gives you a small smile and looks down at his new script. Your eyes fill with sadness as you watch his concentrated look. You met Sebastian seventeen years ago. When you were 8, he started to babysit you. He babysitted you for years and he ended up becoming your friend. Of course, you’ve always wanted him to be more than a friend, but you know that’s not going to happen. You are not a little girl anymore, you’re 25 years old, but still Sebastian sees you as the child he used to babysit. Or at least that’s what you think.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” You snap out of your thoughts and look into Sebastian’s eyes.
“I already told you! I’m fine, Seb. You don’t have to babysit me anymore, remember?” You smirk at him, earning a smile from him.
“I know I’m not your babysitter anymore, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t care about you, (Y/N).” You feel your cheeks becoming red at his comment and you look down to continue reading your book.
You really try to read the book, but with Sebastian’s presence next to you it’s really hard to concentrate. Closing the book with a sigh, you get up and walk towards your room. Sebastian’s hand grabs your wrist before you can leave, turning you around.
“Okay, something’s up. What is it?”
“Just…” You sigh, the touch of his fingers around your wrist making your heart flutter. “It’s been a hard week, that’s all. I haven’t had a good sleep in days and I have a new boss and he is an ass. But it’s okay, I can handle it.”
“I know you can, but if you need anything, I’m here for you (Y/N).” Sebastian approaches you, planting a soft kiss to your forehead.
You thank him and leave to your room. If only you could tell him what is this all really about. If only you could tell him about your feelings, about how you wish to make him yours. But that’s never going to happen because it’s impossible that Sebastian likes a little girl like you. He is much older and he is anything but interested in you in a romantic you. It’s better to leave it alone.
But, oh, if only you knew what Sebastian really thought about you.