Sebastian Stan Imagines

Tommy Lee - Too Much

Summary: You and Tommy got in a fight, and he raised both of his hands to run his fingers through his hair, but you flinched, thinking he would hurt you.

"You're always drinking!" You yelled, swiping the beer bottle away from Tommy.

"I always drink!" Tommy said, grabbing the bottle back. "What makes you think it's a bad thing now?"

"Because it's too much!" You said, tears starting to form in your eyes. "You go to bed late, things break, and people get scared."

"Scared?" Tommy said, a laugh erupting from his lips. "Are you scared?"

You nodded. Tommy raised his hands, and you flinched, squinting your eyes shut, ready for pain. But it never came.

You opened your eyes to see Tommy, a worried and heartbroken expression on his face. He wasn't going to slap you. 

"Oh, Y/n," He said, quietly, as he started backing up. "You thought I was gonna hurt you."

"Tommy, hey, it's okay," You said, trying to grab his hands. Tommy shook his head, tears forming, as he bolted up the stairs. You heard the bedroom door slam, and you sunk onto your knees.

You heard a yell, and something breaking. You bolted up the stairs, swinging the door open. A vase was broken, and Tommy was lying on the bed, his eyes red. He looked up when you came into the room, and he rested his head back on the bed.

You sighed through your nose, climbing onto the bed, and pulling Tommy's head into your lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist, and he continued to cry.

"You thought I was gonna hurt you?" Tommy mumbled. You didn't answer. Tommy lifted his head from your lap, and he shifted, until he was sitting, facing you. "Why, Y/n?"

"Tommy," You said. "You don't remember when I told you I came from an abusive family?"

Tommy's eyes widened. He shook his head, slowly. 

"Whenever they raised their hands, I knew it meant pain," You said. "And I was just expecting it from instincts."

Tommy didn't answer. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him.

"I'm so sorry, Y/n," He said. "I wish I remembered. You're right, I do drink too much. But no matter what I do you never leave my mind. I love you, Y/n Lee. You're mine, and you're safe with me, okay? I promise, nothing will ever hurt you again."