Sebastian Stan Imagines

Tommy Lee - After-Performance

A/n: I have to say I'm spinning a wheel on lists of Sebastian Stan's characters. I have "Tommy Lee, Sebby Stan, Bucky Boo, and New Character". If you want one of these or a new character, let me know. (That's why there's 3 Tommy Lee's in a row. But c'mon, he's hot.)

Summary: You sit on an empty stage after a Mötley Crüe performance.

The loud music, cheering, and bass, finally stopped. Tommy and his crew was asked to take photos and meet fans, so you stayed behind.

As much as you loved your boyfriend, sometimes, it was hard to keep up with what he was doing.

You wore a white tank top that said "Mötley Crüe" with everyone's autograph, ripped jean shorts, black high tops, sunglasses on your head, and your hair down.

You stared down at the stage floor, drawing circles on the ground.

You heard footsteps, with some shouting and laughter.

"Where's my sugarcube queen?" You heard Tommy yell.

"She's on the stage!" Nikki said. 

You looked to the left wing, to see Tommy, two beer bottles in his hand, and his arms raised in the air.

"SECOND CONCERT OF THE YEAR DONE BABY!" He shouted, having you smile. 

"You go, Tommy," You said, as Tommy sat down next to you, handing you a beer bottle.

"Nice shirt, where'd you get it?" He asked. 

"My wonderful boyfriend gave it to me on my birthday," You said, popping the beer bottle top with your teeth. "Had everyone's autograph on it."

"Sounds like a good boyfriend," Tommy said, smirking as he sipped his drink. 

"The best," You said, and Tommy wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you in for a kiss on the head.

"So, how many concerts do you have this year?" You asked.

"73," He said. "Now we have 71."

You shook your head slightly, taking a sip of the strong alcohol. 

"Aye, Tommy!" Vince yelled. "Me n' the rest of the crew are headn' out!"

"Okay!" Tommy yelled back. "See you guys in a few days! Good show!"

You heard footsteps fade, and it was just you and Tommy, on the empty stage.

You stared at the empty space in front of you, that used to be filled with a thousand people. How lucky Tommy was to be known. But you were known for being Tommy's girlfriend. Was that enough? Did you want more?

"What's gettin' you, sugarcube?" Tommy asked, having you jump slightly.

"Nothin'," You said.

"People always say that even though it means somethin'," Tommy said.

"Smart ass," You scoffed, taking a sip of your beer. 

"Hey!" He said, frowning. "Rude!"

"It's true!" You said, shrugging in defense. 

Tommy shook his head, even though his smile stayed on. He placed his beer down, pulling you into his arms, and into his lap.

"You know I love you, Y/n soon-to-be Lee?" He whispered, pushing hair out of your face.

"Mhm," You hummed, placing down your beer bottle next to his. "And you know I love you, Tommy Lee?"

"Really?" He said, sarcastically. "I had no clue!"

You laughed, shaking your head, and leaning up to kiss him.

"I think we should go cuddle now," Tommy said.

"Good plan," You said. "Who thought of that?"

"The amazing boyfriend you have,"