Daddy Issues ~ Sebastian Stan {Completed}

29.

"This way," Sebastian smiled, leading you down the hallway to the stairs.

"Did you design this place?" You asked in a hushed voice not to wake Ant up, as you walked up the concrete stairs.

"Oh no! Could you imagine?" he laughed, "This place would be completely black and filled with the most random things."

"Black is not bad," You shrugged, walking up the stairs, reaching a little hallway ahead reaching a huge window showing the backyard, and a longer hallway reaching both sides of the stairs. 

"Yeah, but I like this," He smiled, walking you to the last room down the hallway. "Here," Sebastian opened the door, letting you walk in.

You looked around the room, it looked like a kid's room, with a wall painted like a comic book, a twin-size bed against it with basketball sheets, a closet with a mini basketball hoop on it, and a shelf of toys.

"Do you have a secret kid that I should know about?" You turned to him.

"Ryan?" He questioned, walking in behind you.

"Other than Ryan," You rolled your eyes.

"No? Why?"

"Why do you have a kid's room, if you don't got a kid?"

"Oh!" He chuckled, "Sorry," he whispered when Ant stirred in your hands, "No, this is Ant's room, he loves coming over, so I turned this room into his room, for when he wants to stay over." He smiled.

"Wow, you really are the coolest uncle," You smiled, going to the bed and gently putting Ant on it, neatly tucking him in. 

"Here," Sebastian picked up a little falcon plushie from the desk and handed it to you. "He likes to sleep with his toy," He smiled. 

You took the toy, putting it in Ant's hands and tucking it in too, smiled down as the sleeping kid let go of your hand and hugged the plushie. "He is so cute," You whisper, ruffing through his hair, and smoothing the wrinkles of the blanket as he mumbled something in his sleep.

"He is," Sebastian walked behind you, placing a hand on your shoulder as he looked at Ant. You involuntarily put your hand on his, running your hands over his knuckles.

You looked up at Sebastian, seeing the faint smile on his pink lips, the glow of the backyard lights creating a perfect shadow on his face, the outline of his shaved beard, and the glitter of the blue of his eyes, that you have grown to love. God! I hope this kid has your eyes! 

"What?" Sebastian smiled, looking at you now.

"Nothing," You shook your head, getting up.

"Then why were you looking at me like that?" He pulled you to him, locking his hands behind your back.

"Seb!"

"What? You said no downstairs because Ryan and Shey were there, but no one is here, and Ant is asleep." He whispered, the smell of beer hitting your face almost making you gag.

"Dude, you are drunk," You laughed, trying to push him away. He wasn't really, but he went along with it.

"So? You should be too," He furrowed his eyebrows, "Why aren't you drunk? I really thought you would be the first one out,"

"Um- I- I was with Ant, I didn't want to drink around him, so," You shrugged, complimenting yourself for a good save.

"Good, that would be a bad example," He shook his head.

"Yeah, it would," You laughed as he leaned and rested his face in the crook of your neck, peppering your collarbone with kisses. You allow Sebastian to pull you out of Ant's room and into the hallway near the stairs, standing in middle, away from the view from downstairs but still close enough to hear the loud music from the living room.