Daddy Issues ~ Sebastian Stan {Completed}

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"Hey, you're lat-" Scarlett yelled as you rushed in through the back door.

"Yeah, I know," You nodded, dumping your things to the side and quickly putting on your 'chef costume' as Ryan likes to put it. 

 "Wow! You are glowing!" Scarlett exclaimed, finally looking up at you as you joined her in cutting the vegetables after washing your hands.

"What?" You looked at her.

"You totally got fucked last night!" She turned to you, pointing her knife at you.

"Now, how did you conclude to that?" You scrunched your face, trying to hide the blush.

"Bro, you look like a neon sign, what, unless you swallow a glowstick or something?" She smirked, going back to cutting the carrots. 

"Wha- No, I didn't swa-"

"Well, you totally had sex last night." She smirked. "Who was it? What happened? How? Oh! Oh! Did you get back with Aaron?" 

"Um, fuck no! Why would I do that?" You turned to her. 

"I don't know, you're the one who was fucked senseless last night," She shrugged her shoulder. 

"Well, no, it wasn't Aaron...It's..." Here goes nothing, "... Mysterio." You blushed, remembering Halloween, and last night. 

"Oh! My! Fucking! God!" She gasped, "Shut the fuck up, no way!" 

"Yes way!" You smirked, going around the table into the office. 

"How? Wait! don't walk away like that, don't leave me hanging off this cliff! AL!!!!" She yelled, making everyone in the kitchen look up at you. 

"Guys! C'mon, some of us are trying to get our jobs done here!" Head Chef Rudd called out, standing in front of the office room as you were about to walk in. 

"Chef Rudd! So sorry about Scar!" You apologized. 

"Johansson and Hiddleston, in my office, now!" He straightens up, looking around to signal the rest to go back to work. 

"Sooo... Who's the guy?" Chef Rudd, Paul, smirked, rubbing his hands together as he sat down behind his desk. 

"God! You too?" You smiled. 

Paul Rudd, aka Chef Rudd, aka coolest mofo, was your head chef, and probably the funniest and most chill person on the planet. He was a bit older than pops but fit into your little kitchen group, consisting of you, Scarlett, Paul, and Elizabeth, who actually quit recently and she moved away but still tries to hang out as much as possible.

"C'mon, I wanna know!!!" He whined, resting his head on his hands. Both Scarlett and Paul sitting at the edge of their seat waiting for you to speak. 

"Fine! Fine," You surrender. "It was the guy from the Halloween party," 

"Huh! Mysterio?!?" Paul gasped. 

"Yes, Mysterio," 

"But how, I thought you were drunk and didn't get his phone number or anything." Scarlett sat back, taking the small paperweight with an ant on it. 

"Well, I don't know it just...um...happened, plus I don't think it can ever happen again so we not gonna go into the details, okay?" You looked at both of them. "Okay?"

"Fine" "Whatever," they disappointedly responded. 

"Anyway the real reason I came in here is to give you this," You said, taking out the small folded piece of paper and handing it to Paul.