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90. Sebastian Stan | Sit On Me (I)

By : watchmegetobsessed | Tumblr

pairing: Sebastian Stan X Assistant!Reader

word count: 1.5k

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Fixing the collar of his shirt one last time you pat on his hard chest, breathing out shortly as your eyes flicker up to meet his icy blue gaze that was already examining you.

"Just try to... not say anything stupid, okay?" you tell him, hopeful that he will take you seriously just once, though in the back of your mind you already know it goes in one ear and slips out the other usually.

Sebastian nods, a small, coy smile tugging on his lips as you fold your arms on your chest, checking the time on the clock on the wall across you, only minutes until they are going on stage. It's another day, another panel, you have no idea what the event is called anymore, you lost track of even which city you are at right now. You've been on the road for weeks now, going from one hotel to the other, jumping from events to appearances, trying not to lose your head, because if you do, that means Sebastian's head is lost too. Being a personal assistant means that you're responsible for two people at the same time, you can't afford falling apart.

"Five minutes, everyone!" a man shouts as he runs down the hallway and Mackie drops a joke about him, but you don't really catch it, because Seb's hand touches your waist as the two of you wait patiently for the start.

"Can I get a good luck kiss?" he smirks down at you, leaning closer to your ear so no one can hear him, only you. His hot breath tickles your skin and you try to hide your pleasant shudder at his closeness.

You can't push the smile down that tugs on your lips as you peek up at him, that boyish glimmer in his eyes never fails to stun you. He is such a beautiful person, inside and out and it's hard to resist his charm when all he does is trying to wrap you around his finger. He knows the effect he has on you and he doesn't hesitate to use it. The relationship between the two of you has been a bit blurred these past months, you both could feel the shift when after his last birthday, drunken and totally worn off from his party, the two of you ended up sleeping in the same bed, tangled in each other. You stayed completely clothed, yet the intimacy was burning and the flame hasn't really disappeared since then.

However you haven't let it go farther yet, trying to maintain the slightest bit of professionalism in the midst of the madness your job is, though Sebastian doesn't seem to care about that at all. It's been a cat and mouse game ever since that night.

Reaching up you cup his jaw in your hand and pulling him closer you can see the surprise in his eyes when he thinks you're about to kiss him, but then you turn his head and your lips end up on his stubbled cheek, an airy chuckle leaving his lips.

"I think you missed it," he slyly smirks down at you, but you just roll your eyes.

"Behave, Stan," you warn him.

The remainder of the time flies by fast and the boys walk out to the stage to the cheering crowd, taking their places, ready to answer any and every questions thrown in their way.

You watch from the sidelines, laughing with the audience every time Mackie cracks a joke, or when Sebastian gives a funny answer, you feel like one of those fans sitting in front of them, you totally understand why they are so obsessed with them. It's hard not to love them, they are just amazing people.

"Alright, let's see the next question!" the lady on the stage announces, turning to the girl who has the mic this time.

"Hi! I'm so happy to be here and see you guys!" the girl beams, making the men on the stage smile gratefully.

"We're happy you're here too!" Sebastian answers her, definitely making her blush at the sweet response.

"So my question is..." she starts, taking a deep breath. "Sebastian, this is for you. If you were a chair, who would you want to sit on you?"

The question makes the whole room erupt in laughter and you can't hold back yours either. You can tell Seb is shocked at the blunt and quite dirty question, but you also know that he is definitely gonna answer it, no matter how inappropriate it's going to be.

"Wow," he chuckles into the mic, while he is trying to keep his act together, Mackie on his left is fighting back tears at this point. "What an... interesting question," he huffs, making everyone laugh again. "Um... Okay, if I was a chair, I would want..."

His eyes wander over the crowd until they find you at the side, your gazes melting together for a split second and you already know what his answer is gonna be, just from the way the tiny wrinkles around his eyes appear. And there's nothing you can do against it.

"I would want my assistant to sit on me," he answers, a round of howling and screaming washing over the room as you cover your face with your hands in embarrassment. Did he really just say that? In front of all these people?

When you glance up next time, you catch his eyes again, that smug and pleased look in his face is almost annoying, knowing how much he is enjoying putting you into this situation.

"I'm going to kill you," you mouth to him, but he just chuckles.

"Damn, Sebastian," Mackie huffs. "You ain't playing anymore!"

"No, no, it's all just fun," he explains. "I just like to tease my assistant, don't take it seriously," he adds, trying to save the situation, though it's useless. His answer has been captured on hundreds of cameras and it'll be all over the internet in a matter of time.

The conversation on stage carries on and you patiently wait for it to be over so you can murder Sebastian yourself. When they finally say goodbye and head off the stage you're waiting for them already, trying to look serious and a bit mad about the stunt Sebastian pulled, but when his gaze meets yours you simply can't keep up the act. You are so soft for this man, he could do about anything and you wouldn't stay mad at him at all.

"Uh-oh, you are thinking about killing me," he smirks, not even an ounce of regret or shame for himself present in his voice.

"I am, yeah," you nod, arms folded on your chest as he stands in front of you, biting into his bottom lip as he cocks his head to the side.

"What can I do to earn your forgiveness?" he asks in a dramatic tone, before his hands find your upper arms, pulling you closer until your front meets his chest and he can wrap you into his embrace.

"Stop being such a flirt," you prompt, raising your eyebrows at him.

"Oh, I don't think I can do that, sorry."

"Of course," you roll your eyes at him.

When everything is said and done and you can head home, you and Sebastian make your way out, only to face the huge crowd that gathered around the building just to see a glimpse of their favorites. The car pulls up to the entrance and you follow Seb out through the crowd that's being held back with two rows of security guards, but you need to be fast, because they are starting to lose their shit. Sebastian gets into the car and someone pushes you from behind when you are about to follow him, making you fall and end up on his lap in the car, the door shutting behind you as the driver leaves immediately.

"Shit," you breathe out, holding onto his shoulders for leverage and his strong arms wrap around you as an instinct, catching you from falling further. A second passes and he smirks at you, arching an eyebrow at you.

"See? You did end up sitting on me," he smugly points out and you just shake your head laughing as you climb off of him, sitting next to him on the backseat.

"If only we had HR, you'd be in so much trouble," you warn him, though you can't keep a straight face as you point a finger at him that he just easily grabs and pulling your hand to his lips he kisses your knuckles with a smug grin on his lips.

"Good thing it's just you and I then," he shrugs, keeping your hand in his hold in his lap and you don't even try to pull it back, you just huff amused, sliding down in your seat, leaning against his arm, your head coming to rest on his shoulder. Sebastian hums contented, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head as you both ignore the elephant in the room and pretend like you can go like this forever.

But deep down you know you can't.