Sebastian Stan imagines!

You're Big in my eyes.

You were Sebastian's last born and only daughter. Which made you the youngest of all The Avengers cast kids. Most of them were almost twenty, but you sat at 13. And sometimes it made you feel small.

"Hi, Dad!" You ran up to him like you always had, to jump in his arms. "How is you last week of of eighth grade going so far?"

(A/N DO NOT JUDGE I STILL DID THIS IN EIGHTH GRADE OK.)

"It was awesome, Dad. We did so many review packets, oh my god. I never wanna do one of those again."

"Well, you got about eight more years of that, young padawan."

"Where are we going?" You noticed the unfamiliar route your father took. "We're going to see everyone, you know Uncle Chris, other Uncle Chris and-"

"Dad, no. Please don't make me go." You shrink back in the passengers side, Sebastian looking briefly over at you. "What's wrong with you, kid? I thought you loved going to see them?"

"Not since they started teasing me about my age." You began to fidget with the hem of your t-shirt, afraid of what he would say.

"Baby, when did this start?" You sighed. "My birthday."

"Are you sure they're not playing? You know they're all really silly kids."

"Is it a joke when try start telling me I was an accident? That I was the reason mom left?" You noticed how he gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. "Who's not bullying you, Y/N?"

"RDJ and Uncle Chris' daughters. They're really nice but, they have no idea what the others are doing." Seb made a sharp turn into the restaurant.

"Dad, what're you doing?"

"Going to talk to everyone." You stayed in the car and watched as he stormed into the restaurant.

He came out with all of the parents, and immediately started kind of calmly explaining.

"Listen, Y/N, we're really sorry. We didn't think you'd take it so seriously." Your brother explained. He had snuck into the room after you had fallen asleep, with tears in his eyes.

"It's fine. I just hate that you all left me out because I'm the youngest. It's not fair."

"I know. I know. I see it now." He pulled you into his strong embrace, which did resemble your father. "I love you so much. I'm glad you're my little sister."

"I'm glad you're my brother."