Sebastian Stan Imagines

«Time Skip -Sebastian»

Title: Time Skip

WC: 1964

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I laid down in my bed. I snuggle into my pillow. I smiled. Then I realize that I have school tomorrow. I really do not want to mess with 8th graders even though I am one. I closed my eyes not ready for tomorrow.

I then wake up. I noticed that the bed is all of a sudden more comfortable. I look at the covers. They're white instead of a pattern of flowers on them. I shoot up. I noticed somebody next to me. I turn my head to the right. There a man sleeps. I get out of the bed. I noticed a mirror. There I stand naked and looking older than 14 years old. I look like I'm in my 20's. I noticed the man in the background asleep. I turned around. I screamed. The man shoots up. When he saw me he acted like a 14 year old. He got under the covers.

When I saw him he had messy brown hair. Blue eyes of the sky. Body of a person who works out. Sharp jawline that could cut steel.

"Put something on!" He just yelled. Then he realized something. He got out under the sheets.

"Who are you?"
"I could ask the same damn question."
"I asked you first."
"I'm a 14 year old girl named Kristina Cook."
"You are not 14 years old."
"Yeah I noticed that!" I yelled at him. He shrugged.

"Well I'm 14 years old. My name is Sebastian Stan. Wait a second where's my accent?" He asked me. I raised an eyebrow.

"You have a southern accent but I don't have my Romanian accent." He frowned. I sighed.

"Well I think this is the future and we're stuck together."
"How can you be so cool about this?!" He asked me. I looked around.

"I need clothes."
"What's on your finger?" He asked me. I looked at my hands. Two rings on my ring finger on my left hand. I can not be married.

"Look at your left hand on your rig finger?" I more of asked then stated. He nodded his head. He looked at his hand. There a ring lays. He looks up at me.

"Are we?"
"I think so."
"So you're my wife. I did good." He smirked to himself as he looked all over me. I had a face full of disgust. I went to one of the drawers. I pulled out the clothes. I put the clothes on.

It was a black crop top and denim shorts. I was barefooted. I looked at him. He was frowning.

"Why so sad? We're older! We get to do what we want!" I told him. He looked at me.

"What about taxes? What about having to make sure you have enough money in your bank account."
"True but right now I believe it's-"
"Saturday."
"What no it's Monday." Then a thing went off. Sebastian picked it up.

"It says mom." I ran up and picked it up.

"Hello?"
"Oh hello Kristina. Is Sebastian there?" She asked. I laughed.

"Uh yeah he is. Here he is." I handed him the phone.

"It's your mother." He nodded his head.

"Yes mom?... Oh ok... Now?... Why?... Oh. Ok... Yeah I'm fine. Bye." He hung up. He put his phone down. His face full of pain.

"What's the matter?"
"My father passed away. His funeral is in a week. My mother needs me in Romania. She also told me to bring you with me." I felt pain in my heart. Weird. I mean it is sad and all but now that I think about it they were like family to me. They are my parents in law. I sat down next to him. I wrapped my arms around him.