James Buchanan Barnes Imagine book 2

One moment with you (Pt.2)

Requested for part 2, mostly by SofieMari6. A bit short since it was a small kind of request.

Happy Thanksgiving guys. I won't be so active rn since the Holidays did come, but I'll be back soon. Tell me what you're thankful for btw. Me personally, I'm thankful for you guys and your never ending support :)

I love you 3000, and Enjoy!

Life couldn't be any better for you and Cassie. Not only did the date go well, but it was officially your two year anniversary with dating this man. You've been smiling more than you used to and not once have you felt unsafe or unwanted. Every minute Sebastian was there he never let his love for you go unnoticed, he'd either cover your face in kisses or cover both you and Cassie's face in kisses.

Anytime he was away, you'd feel a bit lonely without him, but Cassie cheers you up in no time. She either draws you a picture out of pure crayon or marker, or she would play games with you and dance. You truly couldn't be more happier than you were before, everything was better for you and Cassie. At the moment, you've fallen asleep on the couch with Cassie curled up to your side, a paper hanging from her hand, and a pencil in your arm that dangled from the couch. It was one of those times where Sebastian was out for a few days, but this time, Cassie drew a picture to keep around the house as a trophy. It was a crayon sketched picture where you, Sebastian, and Cassie were in a park eating Ice cream. She had asked for a few improved details since she couldn't draw as good as you did, but it was still her own peice. The only reason it wasn't on the wall then was because of the many dance and dress up parties you two had.

Sebastian, himself, had already opened the door to the house and quietly closed it. He slipped off his shoes and dropped his duffle bag, ready to show and cuddle with you while watching TV. As he made his way down to the kitchen, he realized how quiet it was. It was only 8:40pm, Cassie didn't sleep until around 9:30, and you'd usually be lounging around reading ro something. Soon, Sebastian started making his sandwich and changed into more comfy clothes, still searching for a sign of you.

"Babe? Cass?" He called, walking around the house, "Come out, come out wherever you are!"

When he found you two on the couch, he immediately regretted shouting in the house. The peaceful looks on both you and Cassie's face made Sebastian smile, unable to contain it in any way. Silently, he cleaned up the small mess of crayons, markers, and eraser shavings from the glass table infront of you. He was about to scoop Cassie up first and take her to bed when he saw the paper in her hands. Without waking her, he took it and looked over it. There's was lots of color and stick figures, but he noticed your handwriting at the bottom, signaling who was who and what was going on. Sighing with content, he didn't know what you two planned on doing with it, so he left it on the table for tomorrow's problem. He picked up Cassie and brought her to her room, tucking her in and kissing her forehead. With a simple, "I love you," Sebastain left the room and closed the door.

When he came to get you as well, you shifted under his touch, resting your head on his shoulder. Smiling again, he carefully carried you to your shared room and placed you in bed, kissing your forehead as well. To say he had the best little family was an understatement, he had the greatest. He planned on asking for your hand in marriage, but one, he didn't know if you were comfortable with that because of your past, and two, he didn't know if he'd mess it up with his nervousness or something. But, he planned to ask for advice from someone, most likely Cassie since she knows much about you. But for now, he climbed into bed and held you close to his chest, resting a hand around your waist and the other on top of your head. You found comfort in your unconscious state, smiling with content as you snuggled closer unknowingly. Sebastain kissed your cheek and closed his eyes as well, listening to the steadiness of your breathing.

"I love you, Y/n," was the last thing he heard himself say before drifting off.