Sebastian Stan imagines!

Ma bucur ca esti aici, Dragoste.

Setting: Shooting Civil War.

How bad did you want to be filming? Very. How much did you hate Sebastian for putting you on house arrest? A lot. How badly did you wish for your water to break? Holy shit.

You were nine months pregnant with your twin boys, Jack and Jace, and you were bored as hell. You weren't allowed to film since six months when you had officially gained 45 pounds due to the babies, and you could no longer stand for five minutes or more.

Sebastian had banned you from even walking out onto the porch, saying that he'd say a year of no work instead of only eight months. Acting was your life. You'd been doing it since you were 12 years old. Sebastian knew this so you agreed on eight months home, and then you'd start working half days.

All you had done was get up to get more food when the babies decided to start pushing on your bladder. "Jace, Jack, Mommy's hungry, and Daddy's not here, so you're gonna have to chill out for five minutes."

They continued to kick, and it became more painful by the second. By the time you got to the couch again, a trickle of water ran down your leg, which turned into a gush in few seconds.

"Shit, guys. Now?" Groaning and grabbing your phone, you pressed one, your Mom's speed dial. She lived fifteen minutes away so you could be at the hospital in thirty.

"Mommy, Hi, it's me. Um-I think my water just broke...Can you come get me, please?" You groaned, placing a hand on your back. "Oh shit, okay sweetie I'm on my way. Have you called Sebastian?"

"Mommy, you know I'll always call you first." You could hear her smile. "Alright, doll. Try to stay on your feet. Walk around, get the bags ready. By the time you've done that I'll be there."

"Thanks, Mom." (A/N TEEN WOLF S3 ANY ONE??)

Next was Sebastian. Now here's the thing. Make no sound of being in pain. Because then he freaks out. And when he freaks out you freak out, and that leads to stress on the babies.

Let's do this. 

Studio.

"I don't wanna talk about it." Sebastian murmured the line perfectly, staring straight at his lap. "Annnddd..Cut!"

At exactly that moment Sebastian's phone rang, and he had them help him out of the box, and his arm, (lots of lube) while the on-set assistant answered it. "Sebastian, it's your wife, she says she needs you on the phone."

He hurried over, a bright smile on his face as he thought of his pregnant wife. "Hi, Seb. How are you?" He easily detected the strain in her voice.

"I'm good. A little worried as to why you called to ask me how I am. Are you okay?" He heard the small 'fuck.'  that left her lips.

"Y/N? Are you okay?"

"Well, Sebastian. Either I just peed my pants or my water just broke."

"Holy shit, okay I'm on my way. Okay, how are you feeling?" Sebastian knew he needed to stay calm. He was a generally calm person, but when it came to Y/N? She could tear him apart in a minute.

"Seb, where are you going?" He'd grabbed his jacket, and waved goodbye after shouting: "I'm going to be a Dad!"

"Did you call your mom?"

"Yeah, she's on her way-wait, scratch that she's here. Can you-can you stay on the phone?"

"Of course, baby." He winced every time she groaned or yelled, she was very pissed off, but he knew that was only because she was in pain.

He was at the hospital in no time, running in, palms sweaty. "H-hi, I'm looking for Y/N Y/L/N? Wait, sorry we're married- Y/N Stan?"

"Yeah, she just came in a few minutes ago, room 113." He smiled, thanked her, and ran down to the room.

Of course his wife would be out of bed, and cursing everyone in Romanian, the language he taught her as their little secret language. Her mother was telling the nurses to keep their hands off of her, and Sebastian smiled. He loved this woman very much.

"Y/N, Cum te simti, dragoste?" (How do you feel love?) She quickly piped up at the voice of her partner. "Nu atât de mare, Sebastian." (Not so great.)

"C'mon, let's sit." He guided her to the bed, taking off his jacket, and sitting behind her, rubbing circles in her sides.

"Ma bucur ca esti aici," (I'm glad you're here.) "Me too."

She set her legs on the lifter things, and tried to coordinate her breathing with Sebastian's.

Once she had finally done that the doctor came in. "Hello, Mr. And Mrs. Stan. How are you?"

"Um, okay as of now," Sebastian nodded, thanking whoever was there that Y/N's grip on his hand had softened some. Yes, he was the Winter Soldier, Yes, he was sure his wife would break his hand.

"Alright, You are fully dilated so once you feel that next contraction, start pushing."

"You got this, baby. It's okay. You got this." Okay, Y/N had this. She had it! But she was damn strong, and Sebastian was sure he didn't have it.

"Alright, Baby one is crowning!"

Everything seemed to move slowly for the couple as she pushed, their first baby boy born, and their second on the way immediately after.

"One more push, Y/N! You got this."

"Sebastian, I swear to god, I will murder you if you do this to me again!" Seb's face went pale as he stared at his wife in shock.

He stayed close to Y/N after Jace and Jack were born, only watching as they swaddled them, and cleaned them.

"Jack and Jace. I like it." Y/N nodded tiredly. "They're ours, Seb. Ours."

"Yeah, they are." Holding back the tears was no use now, as he waited for the babies eyes to open.

Once they had finally opened one eye was blue and the other was hazel, and that was the case for both new borns.

"We're parents, Sebastian."

"Yes we are."