Me and my best friend - Sebastian Stan x Reader

19 - Hungover, home and the 3 words

"Good morning", I mumbled as Sebastian opened his eyes. He answered with a hum. I turned off my phone and put it away to annoy him. "Are you tired", I said (almost yelling) loudly straight into his ear, making him wince and facepalm himself. This was going to be so fun.

"Stoooop, you're loud", he almost whispered. His voice was deep and rusty. "No, you're just hungover", I grinned and kissed his cheek. "And you deserve it." "Oh god what did I do", he mumbled and wrapped his arm around me. I cleared my throat before speaking. "First off, you were annoying and loud. Then you started to talk about shit, and then you embarrased me infront of all our guests."

"Was I that bad", he questioned. I didn't even answer. Instead I showed him a video Chris had send me from last night, of my boyfriend acting like a tiger (and yes, he was down on all four). Sebastian groaned and hid his face in the pillow. "Goooood....", he sighed. "I'm so sorry." "You better be", I scoffed. "I had to look the others in the eyes while they judged me for not saying it back." I crawled on top of him and hugged him from behind. "And since you fell asleep so quickly I had to tell them to keep it a secret because you weren't able to shut it."

He groaned again and turned his head to the side so he could see me. My face was on his shoulder and I laid on his back. "I'm sorry I put that presure on you", he sighed and grabbed my hand to kiss it. "It's okay", I mumbled into his skin. "It made me think." "Think about what?" "You know, since our argument last week, and you said it, I wondered if you meant it", I said and closed my eyes. He squeezed my hand and took a deep breath before speaking. "I do", he mumbled.

I sat up so I could look him into the eyes. "What", I asked, thinking he was joking. But he wasn't. "I love you Y/N", he answered and smiled. "And I'm not expecting you to say it back..." I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "Do you remember the first time we met?" He furrowed his brows. "Yeah why?"

"I was so nervous that day, and when the firealarm went off, I've never been so scared. I was frezing outside in my towel, and all the camera men just stared at me while I was fighting to keep up the towel. Then you showed up and suggested we could switch towels. And without hesitating you led me behind the building and gave me your towel facing the other way so you couldn't see me. And everyone was laughing at you because the towel was so tight and almost fell down several times, but you didn't care because you was making sure everyone was okay. Then I found out who you were and I was so embarrased because you were my childhood crush. But then I got to know you, and I knew you weren't just another stupid crush."

He didn't understand why I was telling him this, but didn't interrupt me.

"Even though we've only been 'boyfriend and girlfriend' for about 5 weeks, I think the past year and a half being friends with you and the past 8 months living with you, has made me realise something I didn't know was possible after what has happened to me before. Sebastian Stan, I don't care if anyone thinks it's too early or if they thinks it's disgusting, because I love you."

I took a deep breath. I said it. And I meant it. I could see him blush slightly before turning around on his back, and I stradled his hips. "I love you too", he said and pulled me down for a kiss. I had to put my hands down on each side of his head to keep my balance.

As our toungues met I got butterflies. He stopped the kiss and smirked. "You're a bad girl", he said in a husky voice and licked his lower lip. I furrowed my brows. "What do you mean", I scoffed and stroked his cheek. He quickly glanzed down to my body before making eyecontact again. "You aren't wearing any panties?" I noticed how wet I was between my legs. "Why do you think that", I giggled and let him turn us around so he was on top. He lifted one of his brow in a suggestive way before answering. "You're literally dripping, baby girl", he grinned and kissed my neck. I cupped his face, making him stop, and looked him in the eyes. I ran my fingers down his bare chest and stopped by the hem of his boxers. "Only for you, daddy."