Sebastian Stan Imagines

Sebastian Stan - Issues

Summary: Your mom has breast cancer, your dad is in the hospital, your sister was just diagnosed with diabetes, and you didn't tell anyone. Every day at set you become more quiet, and your breakdown scenes become more easier. But thankfully your boyfriend has helped you.

Warnings: Attempt of suicide

"Mom's not eating, and dad hasn't woken up in a day," Your sister reported, having you sob into your hand. "I'm sorry Y/n. I wish you were here with us."

"Me too," You choked. 

You heard coughing in the background, having your sister turn her head around.

"I gotta go," Your sister said. "Bye Y/n. We love you."

"I love you too," You said, hanging up. You dropped your phone, leaning your head into your hands and starting to sob. 

You cried for what seemed like forever. It was midnight where you were, and it was around 8 PM where your family was.

You were the only one awake on set, and probably the most sad.

You put in your AirPods, playing (Your/Favorite/Artist), hoping it would cheer you up. You stepped outside of your trailer, walking around the empty set.

The music didn't do anything but make you feel more sad.

Yanking the AirPods out of your ears, you through them into your pocket, walking back to your trailer. 

You threw everything onto your coffee table, not closing your trailer door.

You rummaged around for a knife, ripping open your jacket and pointing the knife at your chest.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes.

"Y/n!"

You dropped the knife, startled. It hit the floor with a "clatter".

"Y/n?"

You turned to see your boyfriend, Sebastian, in his plaid sweatpants and a white T-Shirt.

"Seb," You sobbed, rushing over to him as he gathered you in his arms.

"Oh Y/n," He whispered, his voice cracking. "Why? What's happening?"

You didn't answer. You sobbed into his chest, and you could feel Sebastian's chest shaking.

"Please talk to me," He said, his voice cracking even more. "I can't lose you. I won't lose you."

You cried harder.

Sebastian closed the trailer door, pulling you into your room and laying down next to you.

Your crying died down, and he planted kisses all over your head.

"What's happening?" He asked.

"My family," You choked. "My mom has cancer, she's not eating, my dad's in the hospital, he hasn't woken up in a day, and my sister has diabetes."

"How long has this happened for?" Sebastian asked.

"About a month," You whispered, after awhile.

"Oh Y/n," Sebastian said. "And you didn't tell me?"

"I didn't want my problems to be yours too," You said.

Sebastian pulled you closer to his chest, and you looked up at him. He looked down at you, planting his lips on yours.

"When you're with me, we're a family," He said. "And family have problems."

"I love you," You sobbed. "I'm so sorry."

"Hey, shh," He said. "I love you too. But please don't try to kill yourself so you can end this misery. It doesn't work like that."

"But what if I lose you too?" You asked.

"You don't have to worry about that," Sebastian said. "Because I'm not. I love you more than anything in the world."

"Stay with me?" You whispered.

"Of course," Sebastian said, kissing your forehead. "Of course."