The Spotlight (Sebastian Stan x Reader)

Sebastian POV of the show

A Little Sebastian Point of View

I arrived at the show pretty late 'cause Myra decided to pick a fight tonight and stress me out about coming to the show. But I didn't let her get to me and came to the show anyway. I got inside and met up with Chris and Anthony.

"Yo man, you're late," Anthony said.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," I replied, "Myra decided to get on my nerves tonight."

"Whatever, man, at least you made it," Anthony mentioned, "it's about to start."

We took our seats, and the show started. It was a hot and naughty aesthetic, so I couldn't wait to see what she had up her sleeve for this. After the first models came on, the lights dimmed, and I heard her sweet voice echoing from the speakers and brought a smile to my face.

The lights came on slowly, and there she was. Laidback against a headboard on a large satin bed, oozing out sex appeal and confidence. She looked so stunning and sounded even better, the stage began to fill up with models, but I only had eyes for her. As the song progressed, she got up from the bed, and now, I could see her from head to toe in all her glory. She walked on the runway and stopped at a certain point where the mic stand was and sang her heart out, which made me stand up with the crowd in admiration with my hand on my chest.

Her movements teased us with small more glimpses of her body, and by the end of it, the robe was down to her elbows. Damn, I wanted her, actually, I needed her, and I couldn't wait to tell her that I finally broke up with Myra.

When she finished her performance, we all cheered, and she walked off stage with grace.

Chris leaned in and whispered, "if you don't make your move, I will."

"Oh, no man, she's mine," I responded and put my hand on his shoulder.

"What about Myra?" he asked.

"No longer a problem," I replied.

"Does Y/N know?" Anthony asked as he overheard the conversation.

"No," I replied, "I'm gonna tell her tonight."

"Finally!" Anthony said, " 'bout time you got her back."

"Hope she'll have me back," I told them.

"Let's wait and see," Chris said in an attempt to calm me down with a smile.

The rest of the show, was nice and each performer brought a different element to the show, but no one topped her for me. At the end of the show, everyone came out to take a bow, and when I saw her, and couldn't help but smile. She was glowing, and I couldn't wait to hold her in my arm.

The moment she went backstage, the guys and I hung out a bit and talked to the other guests that we knew. All of a sudden, the models poured out from backstage with their runway outfits still on. From a distance, I caught a glimpse of her walking towards us, now wearing a short emerald dress that made my jaw drop.

"Yo, Y/N, you got our boy drooling here," Anthony said as I arrived.

She laughed and said with a seductive tone looking straight at me, "that's the point."

This caused me to bite my bottom lip and smile if she only knew the things I'd to her. Then she hugged Anthony which carried her a bit in their old-fashioned, followed by Chris and finally me.

"You were amazing," I whispered in her ear, "and you look so sexy."

"Thank you, Mr. Stan," she said in the same tone, "And thanks for coming."

"Orice pentru tine, iubito," I said as we pulled away from the hug and I could see her smile. The night at the hotel bar, I taught her some words and I could tell she knew what I was saying.

Before she could say anything, the photographers came and asked for a group picture of the four of us, so we did. The moment we were done she was called for more pictures and left to do that, but I always kept an eye on her. 

"Afterparty at 1 Oak boys," Jane said to us the moment she got to Anthony.

"I'm ready, baby," Anthony said.

"Sounds great," Chris agreed.

"Is Y/N going?" I asked.

"Yeah," she responded, "Rihanna likes to celebrate in style and wants her there."

"Then I'm there."