Sebastian Stan Imagines

- Birthday candles -

You smile as you look at the cake you ordered for your boyfriends birthday.

You and Chase had been together for almost 2 years and it was paradise. Normally people would have this "honeymoon phase" at the beginning of relationships. Your friends told you that its exactly what you and Chase were going through in the first 2 months of dating. But you proved them wrong when you continued to stay completely and utterly in love with eachother.

You look at the time and smile, Chase should be home in around 5 minutes.

Sighing, you open up the drawer that has the packet of candles in them.

Grabbing them, you take out 5 candles and place them perfectly onto the cake making a "tsh, tsh, tsh," sound with your mouth while doing so.

Once they're placed in their spot you look around for matches, only to find none.

"I could've sworn i put some in here." You mutter, opening each drawer and cupboard in search for the small match box.

You move around each utensil, the clangs and pangs filling the air but still you find nothing.

You look up at the clock and groan when you see that Chase should be home any second now.

You wanted this to be a surprise. You wanted him to walk into a dark room, the only source of light coming from the candles that burn on the cake as you wait from behind and sing the traditional birthday song.

But now thats all thrown down the drain because you can't find the stupid matches.

You run to your room and grab the presents you brought for him, placing them onto the table right next to the cake.

You decide to use whatever time you have left to search for the matches, rummaging through the cupboards and drawers one last time groaning loudly when nothing comes up. "This is bullshit." You say.

Your rummaging comes to a freeze when you hear the front door open. "Baby?! I'm home!" Chase yells from the front door and you sigh.

"Nooooo." You drag out, staring at the fire-less cake.

Chase hears your groaning and walks towards the kitchen to see you pouting.
"Whats the ma—" he stops when he notices all the presents and the birthday cake sitting on the counter and smiles.

"You did this?" He asks and you nod.

He walks towards you and wraps his arms around you making you sigh into his chest. "Its ruined." You say and Chase pulls away from the hug.

"Why?" He asks and you look over at the cake.

"I couldn't find the matches, it was the main part of your surprise. You were supposed to walk into a dark room with the candles lit. But I could find the stupid matches and—" your rambling is cut short by Chase.

"Woah, woah, woah. This is perfect." He says and you shake your head.

"Not as perfect as I wanted it to be." You mutter and Chase shakes his head with a smile.

"Here, let's start again then shall we?" He says and you frown in confusion.

You watch as his eyes turn black, just before the lightd go out and the candles light with fire.

You look around with a small smile on your face before seeing Chase begin to walk out the room just before walking back in and acting surprised.

"Woah! You did all this for me? You really shouldn't have." He says and you laugh.

"You're such a goofball." You say and he shrugs.

"I'm your goofball though." You smile and nod.

"Yes you are." You see his eyes cloud over again and the lights turn back on.

Chase walks towards the cake and leans down, sucking in a big breath of air before blowing them out.

"What'd you wish for?" You ask and he shakes his head.

"Absolutely nothing." He says and you frown in confusion.

"What, why?" You ask and Chase shrugs.

"I have everything I want right here." He says before walking towards you and wrapping you into a hug. "Thank you." He whispers and you shrug.

"Its nothing, really." You reply jokingly and Chase laughs.

"This is perfect." He says pulling away and resting his arm on your shoulders.

"Happy birthday Chase." You say and he kisses your cheek.

"Thank you, now let's eat because I'm starving." He says and you laugh, watching him walk towards the cutlery drawer to grab a knife to cut the cake.