A Week with Sebastian Stan

Falling all in You

You wake up, as the sun rises, and your head on Sebastian's chest with the blanket wrapped on you. You cross your fingers on his chest and he squints his eyes as he wakes up.

"Goodmorning" He said in his morning voice. He looks at you with his blue eyes and moves your hair away from your face.
"Morning" You replied back. He kisses your forehead softly.

"Shit!" As he sees the time, "My flight is in an hour!" He says to you, as he rushes and picks up his pants from the floor and got dressed up.
"C'mon Y/n. Get dressed up, we'll be late." He told you, as you were still on the bed exhausted from last night. But you got up and got dressed.

You rushed to pack all your things up, you get to the mirror and looked at yourself, you looked so bad, your messy hair and your makeup all over your face from last night.

"Shit! Sebastian!" You yell. He goes up to you in the bathroom.
"What?" He responded with concern. "You didn't tell me I looked like this?" You told Sebastian. "Like what?" He said. "Like this! I look horrible! Whatever I'll fix up.", "Baby, you look fine to me, you're far from horrible." As Sebastian softly held your face.

You got done and went down to the lobby to checkout. You thanked the hotel manager and said goodbye. You got to the boat and went on your way to the airport. As you arrived, you walked in and saw people staring at the both of you, Sebastian held your hands and squeezed your hand and smiled at you. "You ready?" He asked. And you nodded at him.

You both got to your private jet, and headed back to New York. You never actually knew Sebastian had always lived in New York.

[11 Hours Later]

You reach New York, after an 11 hour flight, but it was okay because you had Sebastian beside you. He was such a child throughout the flight.
As you walk down the strais of the jet, the cold breeze hit you and Sebastian held your hand. Emily Vancamp and the rest of the crew was on the way.

You arrive in the airport, and see the bunch of paprazzi's waiting outside. Sebastian grabbed onto your waist and came with you outside. Cameras flashes on your eyes, and Sebastian knew you didn't like those, so he held out his hand and covered your face. You smiled at him.
"Y/n Robertson, are you dating Sebastian Stan?" One of the paparazzi's yelled. But you didn't mind the question.
You and Sebastian rushed in the car,
"You okay?" He asked as you sat down gasping for air in the car. Paparazzi's always gave you anxiety.

"Yeah I'm fine.." You responded.
"Hey, Why don't you come with me in my apartment, unless you want to come home." He asked you.
"Let's go then!" You said so happily.

You both arrive in the apartment in the Upper East Side of New York. Sebastian's apartment felt like home, it was cozy, such a huge difference from where you live.

"We're here!" Sebeastian says to you. He kissed the side of your head as he walked passed you, going inside of the apartment.

You sat down on what almost felt like a cloud, his couch. He took of his bundled up sweater and went straight to you as he cuddled you up,
"God, I'm falling all in you." He said softly.
You kissed him so gentle, and hugged him tightly.

"I am, Sebastian Stan.." You respond. He smiled, and his perfume bundled up to you, it smelled like Venice with him. And you knew, you never want to let go of this man ever.