Chapter 2

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Tom had been intrigued from the first moment he had met Y/N a few weeks earlier. He had known about her before then but had held a few conversations with her during this process. Fast forward to today, she had arrived, and Evans had made out with her outside under the stars. He didn't mind the competition. He knew as well as the other that Y/N is a special person, and they all wanted their shot. Chris had taken his opportunity always the direct one. Tom preferred to watch, then make subtle small moves and approach.

Y/N woke up and immediately remembered the previous night, the tequila, and the kiss she had shared with Chris. Chris Evans had kissed her more like made out, but he was her co-worker. She was supposed to be working. Y/N got up and out of bed, ready to focus on the next task in front of her. She had always been an early riser. She liked having lots of time in the morning. This also meant she was usually the first in any living situation, and this house was no different. She put on her yoga pants, sports bra, and top, all a mix of reds, blues, and greys with some metallic silver mixed in. She brushed her teeth and pulled her hair into a messy ponytail, and walked to the backyard.

The backyard was a beautiful sanctuary. A small pool sat to one side. A mixture of concrete and grass squares made up the sitting area with a big wooden table and plenty of seating. The two-seater bench, still pulled out, reminding her of the night before, making her internally flench but made her core spasm as she also thought about how spectacular it was. "Focus! Not there, find someplace else." She thought to herself. Then her eyes moved past the sitting area and pool; there was a beautiful patch of perfectly green soft grass. She threw out her yoga mat and started her morning routine.

Sebastian was never one to sleep in in the morning. He rose with the sun and enjoyed waking up slowly. He was climbing out of his bed, stretching, moving towards the window when something moving caught his eye. Y/N was outside doing yoga, by the looks of it. He couldn't help himself and just kept watching, not in a creepy way, but she seemed so calm and relaxed as she moved through the poses. He had been so stressed lately. Long lost family members were starting to come out of the woodwork and cause problems as well, as, with new projects in the works, paparazzi had become vicious at times. He threw on a pair of athletic shorts, a tank top, and his tennis shoe and ran outside.

Y/N heard the back door open and close; she kept her eyes close, hoping and praying that it was anyone other than Chris - she just wasn't quite ready to face him. She heard a throat clear then Sebastian's voice saying, "morning, you looked so relaxed, mind if I join?"She felt her heartbeat slow, knowing it was him, "Not at all - do you normally do yoga in the morning" She questioned as she ran her eyes over his outfit. "Nope, never done it - hoping you could show me, though." He admitted with a hit of nervousness appearing on his face. She noticed the towel in his hand and couldn't keep the smile to herself. "Come on," She giggled, "I don't mind at all. First, you're going to need to take your shoes off. That way, you can ground yourself properly." With genuine excitement for more than just learning something new, Sebastian laid out his towel, sat down, and started to pull off his shoes.

"Nice outfit, I like the colors, but I guess I'm probably a little biased." He observed.

Y/N had a confused look on her face, "Thank you...??". She wasn't sure what he meant by biased. Sebastian clearly noticed this and pointed to her leggings. Your outfit the colors in it are the colors of The Winter Soldier. Recognition dawned on her, and she smiled, confessing, "Oh, I didn't even realize. Let's get you into the first pose", she continued. She had him start with just simple stretches and making him focus on his breathing. Silence had fallen between them after about 20 mins as they moved from pose to pose, with the only words being instructions from Y/N. Finally, they moved into sitting with their legs crossed, and Y/N explained that she usually meditated for the last 10 or so minutes.

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