A/n: Remember requests and tags (Q&A) is open because I am running out of ideas!
Also, should I do an imagine like this based off the edit "F-R-I-E-N-D-S, we're just friends" one? Thanks :D
Summary: Sebastian gets jealous when you're around Chris a lot.
Warnings: Sex-talk
"Chriss!" You sang, skipping towards your best friend, as he took you into his embrace.
"Hi (Your/Nickname)!" He said, giving you a noogie on the head.
"Ready for lunch?" You said.
"Starving!" Chris complained, having you pull him by the arm into the restaurant.
The waitress sat you guys down, taking your guy's drink order, before disappearing.
You took Chris's arm, tracing the tattoo.
"These are so cool," You said.
"Hey, the lion tattoo you have on your leg is really cool," He said.
"Yeah, but it hurt," You said.
You have a lion tattoo on the side of your leg, that you liked to put on display because you were wearing shorts.
"How are you and Sebastian?" Chris asked.
"Amazing!" You squealed. "I love that man! He will be the death of me I swear!"
Chris chuckled, as you continued tracing his tattoo.
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"Sebastian baby I'm home!" You called, dropping your bag by the door, and walking into the room to see Sebastian's back turned, as he chopped food. "Sebastian?"
He didn't answer.
He continued chopping food, grumbling.
You walked behind him, lightly touching his arm, and he pulled away.
"Seb?" You said. "Please talk to me."
He didn't answer.
"Fine," You said, turning away.
"Wait," He said, lowly.
You turned to look at him, frustration and sadness in your eyes.
"What's going on with you and Chris?" He asked.
"Oh, this is what it's about," You said.
"Y/n!" Sebastian said, seriously, having you tense. "Are you guys dating? What's going on?"
"Sebastian. Stan," You said. "You know you're the only one who has my heart, you know that?"
Sebastian grumbled.
You gave him a small smile.
"Come find me when you think about this more," You whispered.
You headed to the roof of the apartment, sitting on the ground that looked over New York City.
It was calm, beautiful, and quiet.
The wind swept through your hair, having you smile.
You heard the roof door open and close, and footsteps.
Sebastian knocked you over in a bone-breaking hug, rolling onto the ground with you in his arms.
"Sebastian!" You squealed, trying to get him off you, which you miserably failed.
"Mm, I love you," Sebastian said, pecking your forehead. "I love you I love you I love you!"
"You're so sweet," You said.
"You love me too," He said, frowning.
"Maybe just a little," You said.
He gasped, dramatically.
"You love me!" He said. "I'm the best in bed!"
"SEBASTIAN STAN!" You yelled, having him laugh. "We don't say things like that aloud in America!"
"Mm, but you know it's true," He grumbled, nuzzling into your neck.
"I don't know..." You said, and then he nipped your neck. "Sebastian, I swear to God-"
"Say it's true," He said.
"How did we go from Chris Evans to sex in bed?" You asked.
"Sex in bed is a much better topic," He said.
"Sebastian," You said, peering to look at him. "Are you okay?"
"Can I show ya?" He asked. "I feel very, VERY-"
"Oookay," You said. "Take a chill pill. I think it's your time of month."
"Y/n!" He said.
"What?!" You said. "You could be asking where your car keys are while I'm having a crime-scene between my legs."
Sebastian sighed.
"So no sex?" He asked.
"No sex!" You confirmed.
"Too bad!" He said, sweeping you off your feet.
"SEBASTIAN!"
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Sebastian Stan Imagines
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