Sebastian plopped down next to me. I wiped my nose and sniffled, turning my head to look at him, my hair shielding my face from him. His face softens and his hand flys towards my cheek and he caresses it. I lean towards his palm, my heart breaking a little as his thumb swipes away a tear. "Please don't cry..."
I don't say anything as he pulls up his other hand and cups my face, pulling me up. I rest in between his legs as I stare at him sadly. I look up at him through my lashes shyly as his thumb caresses my tear-stained face. "Sebby... I'm sorry..."
"You don't have to be sorry cause you've done nothing wrong. You panicked."
"But I ruined the whole scene... I-I shouldn't have done that."
"You didn't ruin nothing babydoll. You were afraid, and being afraid is okay. The crew will understand that."
Sebastian reaches into his jacket and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, pulling out one and handing it to me, the paper roll resting between his pointer and middle finger.
"Sebby... I don't smoke." I croaked softly with a sad smile at his attempt to cheer me up.
Sebastian always smoked when he felt stressed or sad, especially during premieres. He'd go to the bathroom or maybe outside the building just to take a drag of it. He claimed that it calmed his nerves.
Sebastian pulls away and gaped at me. "No."
"Yeah, I don't," I giggled as he pulls out his lighter and lights it up anyway. He puts it between his lips and took a long drag of his cigarette, blowing it into the cold night air.
"Okay... uhm, vape? How about that?" he asked.
"Like... the electrical cigarette.. box thing?"
Sebastian hums 'yes', watching at me intended for my reaction. I stay silent for a while just to see what he does. So when he pulls out a small rectangular device, my mouth falls open in shock, honestly not expecting him to have it there.
"Sebby..." I say in a slightly scolding tone as he presses a button on it. He shakes it to check if the liquid is still there. I sigh. He turns to me with a ridiculous grin on his face as he puts the device in my hands, then the half-finished cigarette.
"Come on doll, it'll be fun."
"This feels like high school all over again," I say shakily, pretending to examine the details of the rolled up paper. I bite my lip and drop my hands to my lap, staring at my best friend worriedly. "Are you sure I won't die?"
"One drag, let go."
"That's it?"
"Yup. And I'll finish it off for you." he grinned. "That's how much I love you."
"But... can't they just cut the scene off?"
"Nope. Go on. We're facing your fears now." Sebastian points out, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's now or never."
I take in a deep breath and shake my head. "Okay... here goes nothing."
I put the cigarette in between my lips and inhale a small drag through my mouth. I feel the menthol air fill my lungs and I remind myself not to breath through my nose. I count three seconds before shakily blowing it out, tilting my head up to watch as it wafted through the air.
It wasn't so bad. I keep my head tilted up and shut my eyes, laughing at my
LAST RAW UPDATE: May 4, 2020 at 5:03 PM
extra A/N: another fun fact about this: some of the meant to be movies or series that i would make/prompt (like this last chapter) would be mentioned in this fic then would have been published as its own story in my one shoot book :) plus, who knows. i might even go on to make this story but with different characters or as its own standalone. what do you guys think?
but anyway, this may be the last draft i have for 3AC, but i'm still looking through my old ipad and laptop to see if i have any other drafts. the story will be marked complete when i don't find anymore, but i will still always be online both here on wattpad and most especially on tumblr.
because time goes on and we change as people, i also have new interests. some of them include animes like JJK and My Hero Academia, video game series like Resident Evil, the otome game Love and Deepspace etc. truly, your support and comments have been nothing but encouragement for me to keep on doing what i do, despite what time and demotivation (???) has done to me. now that im older now (literally 22 btw, an ADULT. how tf did that happen), im trying to take back the person i once was, just a little more different. again, thank you. i had the best time being the writer of this book and interacting with all of you!!
all my love, k/c
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Three's A Crowd
FanfictionWhen twenty-eight-year-old Sebastian Stan scores a huge role for Marvel's newest superhero origin movie, secretly dedicated to his best friend's cute obsession with the comics, both Sebastian and (y/n) meet "some guy" from Boston and (y/n) falls in...
