Sebastian Stan imagines!

"You know me?"

I am very excited for this one.
Love you -A❤️

You blushed and covered your face as the interview of you talking about Sebastian showed on the big screen on the Ellen show.

"Oh my god, that was so long ago." You were on the set of the first Amazing Spider-Man, and Andrew had asked you who your celebrity crush was.

"Sebastian Stan. You know the one in The Covenant and Red doors? Yeah, him. He's hot." You laughed at your younger self, wondering how nothing has changed.

"Wow, Y/N. Are you still crushing on him like you were?"

"Psh. No. Of course not," You giggled. "I'm a different person now, for sure." The audience laughed at your red cheeks. "Yeah. He's still my Celebrity crush."

"Why?" Ellen leaned forward, a goofy smile on her face. "I mean, have you seen the man, he's fucking gorgeous."

The crowd laughed and you covered your mouth. "I swore." (Hehe Evans.)

"It's fine, I thought it was cute." You jumped at the familiar voice. You scrambled out of your chair, and stared at Sebastian in shock as he smiled.

"Oh my god. Holy-oh my god." He slowly walked over and hugged you and you fought the tears that threatened to come. "You're here. You're real. Oh god."

"Awe. Are you crying?"

"Hell no. I'm not 15." You sniffed, wiping your face.

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"Alright. We're gonna play a game called 'Who knows who better?' We're gonna ask you questions, and you whoever answers last gets dunked. Cool?"

"Prepare to get soaked, Sebastian!" You yelled. "Oh okay, we'll see!"

"Alright. Who did Sebastian play in Political Animals?"

"TJ HAMMOND!" You screamed, and Sebastian watched you, shocked. "That's not fair, I was in it!"

"Sorry, Seb." You laughed as he went under. "I know his life story."

"Where was Y/N born?"

"Bucharest, Romania!" Sebastian screamed, and your eyes widened. This was the third question and the first one about you. "What?! How the hell-"

You barely finished speaking before you were dunked. He knew where you were born. Not a lot of people paid attention to that.

"You okay? Thought you were drowning or something." Ellen laughed, and you brushed your hair out of your face. "Yeah, just warm."

You felt Sebastian's eyes on you, but you refused to look back at him. He'd known where you were born. How had he figured that out?

"How many times did Sebastian move as a child, and where?"

"Two! Vienna, New York!" You screamed, holding the chair. "Oh my god, did you study me?" You stuck your tongue out at him, while watching him fall. Damn, he was hot soaked.

"Alright, the next are about Y/N." You dismissed it easily. No one knew you better than you.

Wrong. Sebastian knew the answer to every question. And he answered faster than you.

It was after the show now, and you were changing in the temporary dressing room, to a crop top and shorts. Hey. You were 28. Don't judge.

"Hey, do you wanna- oh my god, you're half naked." I turned just in time to see the door shut quickly. "Sebastian?"

"Um, yeah. Hi. Uh.." I laughed at the shock in his voice. "Sebastian, you've seen me half naked."

"Yeah. I mean-I know. It's just different when it's on TV."

"Well, I'm dressed now. You can come in, if you're done being flustered." He came in with his cheeks covered. "You're adorable."

"So I've heard. Anyway, I was wondering-before I walked in on you- do you wanna go for dinner tonight or..?" He fidgeted with the door handle.

"Close the door." Sebastian seemed to look anywhere but at you. "Nervous?"

"No. Of course not. I just-um- you're really pretty. And I'm-" His breath hitched when you stopped in front of him. "So, dinner later. Sure. Pick me up at eight." You smiled, kissed his cheek and walked out.

He thinks I'm pretty..