Hearts of New York - A Sebastian Stan Fan Fiction

(22) Arrival

Almost six hours later the plane touched down at JFK and Isabel couldn't get out of her seat fast enough. She ripped out her headphones, blatantly cancelling out Troye Sivan mid chorus.

Almost an hour later she stepped across the airport floor with her luggage firmly in hand and dialled Sebastian.

"Hey Seb! I have arrived! I'm heading out to find a cab and I'll be with you in a little while."

"Oh that's awesome love. Can't wait I'll be here."

They had previously decided that it would be best for Sebastian to wait at his apartment for her instead of braving the Manhattan traffic along with potential fans at the airport. After a minor scuffle with a group of British tourists who wanted to steal her cab, Isabel was zig zagging through the big apple.

Finally she arrived and immediately recognised a familiar face. Standing in front of the apartment building doors, wearing dark denim jeans, a white shirt and the black bomber jacket she loved so much along with white Adidas, stood Sebastian biting his lip and fervently looking up and down the street. As she pulled up in her cab she smiled and waved at him, and the look on his face was something beyond joy.

It was elation.

His eyes sparkled that indescribable blue she had adored since their first meeting and his smile so wide she feared he would split in half. Before she put a hand on the cab door Sebastian was pulling it open and tugging her arm out of the car. She rushed out and was engulfed in a rib breaking hug. He lifted her slightly and buried his face in the crook of her neck, kissing every inch of skin he could reach. She laughed out loud at his excitement until he silenced her with a fierce kiss.

"Hello darling." he breathed

She stared into his face, still elevated in his arms. She cupped his face with her hands, tickling his day old stubble with her fingers and she replied,

"Hello baby."

He kissed her cheek and set her down, immediately pulling out his wallet and batting Isabel's hand away so she didn't pay the driver. Once that was done, he pulled open the trunk door and fished out her bags. With a tap on the cab roof the couple was left on the sidewalk and they walked hand in hand up to his apartment.

They reached the elevator and Isabel was thankful no one else joined them. Before the doors closed or before Sebastian could speak another word, she dropped her hand bag to the floor and roughly grabbed the front of his jacket. In seconds she pulled him down to her lips and savagely kissed him, forgetting where she was or how much luggage she had to carry. All she wanted was to be with him in every way possible and now that her stay was permanent, it could all come true. Those feeling of happiness and excitement were all too much, so all she could do was kiss him with all her might.

He of course made no complaints, and he gruffly pressed her against the elevator wall grabbing her thigh with one hand and her waist with the other. He pressed himself against her and she arched into him, willing the elevator to speed up otherwise they wouldn't reach his apartment in time.

One agonising minute later, a dull ding marked their arrival and the couple reluctantly detangled themselves from each other. Sebastian smiled mischievously at her before grabbing as many bags as he could and almost sprinting to his front door. Once open he threw everything inside and before Isabel could set foot into his home, he picked her up bridal style and carried her over the threshold.

"I know we're not married but I thought it would be fun." He smiled sweetly.

She giggled at his comment but then quietened as he carried her to his bedroom. He laid her down gently and fell on top of her, immediately resuming his attack on her lips.

"welcome home Isabel." He seductively whispered to her, before making short work of both their clothing and freshly made bed.