Daddy Issues ~ Sebastian Stan {Completed}

6.

[Friday Morning]

"Alright! I stocked up the fridge and cleaned up the house," Ryan said as she walked to the door, carrying her baggage.

"Wow! You should leave town more often if that means you will do your normal chores." You smiled, helping her take her things to the car. 

"Look," She turned to you after stuffing the trunk with all her things. "I really am sorry, I can't stay back, I tried to cancel, but they didn't allow it. I will stay back if you just say it. I don't care for the show. Just tell me, and we can go back in." She put her hand on yours, "Just tell me, Al." 

You looked at her, as much as you didn't want to spend time alone, this was too big of an opportunity for her to just not show up. "No, you should go. I told you, I will be fine." You smiled, before returning to the driver's side. "Plus, I need some time away from you, before I go crazy." You smirked before starting the engine. 

"Huh!! I feel attacked," She gasped, as she put the seatbelt on.  

"No, you should feel late, your flight is in 3 hours, and it takes almost an hour and a half to there," You laughed, driving out of the apartment parking garage. 

"Oh, I also cleaned my room and set everything up, so don't worry," Ryan said as she walked out of the baggage line. 

"Okay?" 

"And, the extra towels are in my closet in the black bin, behind my art clothes." 

"Why are you tell me all of this?" You asked her. 

"Oh, um, there is something I have to tell you, please don't get mad at me!" She brought your hands together. 

"Don't tell me something that will make me mad, then," You joked. 

"Al,"

"Ry,"

"I invited Sebastian to stay over while I am gone." She blurted out. 

"What?" Your smile dropped. 

"I-I asked him to keep you company so you won't be alone."

"Excuse me?" You whisper yelled.

"Please, just try to get along. We spend so much time together, it's getting really annoying that you can't along with him." 

"But,"

"No buts! Try to start fresh, don't look at him like he is some villain, please, for me!" She pled. 

You rolled your eyes, before huffing out an okay. 

"Thank you!" She grinned, hugging you before rushing towards the security check. "Bye!!" She yelled back. 

It was about 6 pm and you were prepping a recipe to try out later when the bell rang. Without thinking you walk to the door, scratching your forehead with the back of your hand as you answered it. 

"Yes?" You looked up to see the devil himself. 

"Hey!" He smiled, stepping into the house, forcing you to walk backward. He dropped his bags and walked closer to you until he was just a few inches away. Neither spoke a word, just looking into each other eyes. His gaze was fierce yet gentle, it made you feel hot. Your stare was filled with anger and disgust, it dominated him, made him want to rip your clothes off and take you right here, with the door wide open, make you scream so everyone in the building knew who fucked you. 

He slowly brought his hand up to your face, hovering over your cheek before wiping the flour off your forehead.

"What are you doing?" You moved back. He looked at his thumb before showing you.