Sebastian Stan Imagines

Buddies (Part 2)

A/N: Part two! Literally couldn't think of how this story could have gone any other way. Just a little more insight of how the reader and Sebastian feel about this situation, basically a filler chapter. Just don't want things to move too fast, you know? Like the feelings and all that... Wanna build up to them a little bit. I can't guarantee when the next part will be up. I'm a little lost with the plot.

Warning: mentions of sex, some talk about Seb looking like a "creepy uncle" when filming I, Tonya, hopefully that isn't triggering, didn't mean anything bad by it,  just meant a dude who's a little weird, creepy, whatever.

Finally after a long flight, Sebastian got to leave the plane. He stretched his arms and back as he stood up from the seat he had been on for seventeen hours. He took his backpack from the overhead locker and gave some other people their things before he started walking out of the plane. He placed his sunglasses in front of his eyes and stepped out, moving towards the baggage claim.

After getting his suitcase, he went to the meeting point of the airport, knowing there was someone to take him to the movie set. He saw a man holding a piece of paper with Sebastian's full name on it and he went over to the man, greeted him politely and followed him to the car. There weren't many paparazzi at the airport which Sebastian was grateful for. He was too tired to deal with paparazzi.

The man put Sebastian's suitcase in the trunk of the car. The two got in the vehicle and headed towards the movie set. The two made some small talk during the drive but they got to the place very quickly. The second he got out of the car, he heard someone call out his name. He looked around and saw you.

You waved at him, jogging over and stopping in front of him, not sure what to do. You smiled, Sebastian smiled back at you and slung his backpack over his left shoulder. You just looked at each other for a few seconds before you opened your arms, inviting him in for a hug. He gladly accepted it but only gently wrapped his arms around you. You quickly pulled away from him and asked, "How have you been?"

Sebastian shrugged. "I've been good, thanks. Tired from the flight but... good. You?"

"I'm great," you said with a smile. "I found out your trailer is right next to mine, I'll show you the way," you turned around and motioned him to follow you. "Come on."

Sebastian took his suitcase out of the trunk, thanked the driver and started following you. He might have checked you out while you were walking ahead of him. You turned to look at him and caught him as his eyes fixated on your behind. You cleared your throat, causing him to look up at you and let out a laugh in embarrassment. He quickly adverted his gaze from you and you chuckled. "You can look if you want," you said, making him look up at you again. "I mean I am wearing pants that really compliment my ass, I don't blame you," you shrugged and turned back around, leading him to his trailer.

Sebastian shook his head, trying to contain the wide smile on his lips as he continued to follow after you. Already, after only about a minute, you were very comfortable with joking around with him, not feeling awkward at all after all that had happened. Even with the slightly awkward meeting a while before, you were so casual and comfortable with him.

"Oh, about touching," you added as you got to his trailer. You spun around and leaned on the railing that was added to the steps leading up to the trailer. You sent a small smirk in Sebastian's direction, earning a cocked brow in response. He was waiting for you to continue, you had gotten him interested. You let out a small chuckle before continuing. "All you need to do is ask," you said with a wink and opened the door to his trailer, going inside.

Sebastian was stood outside of his trailer, staring up at the open door with wide eyes. His grip on the suitcase tightened and he took a deep breath. "This woman's gonna be the death of me." He muttered under his breath and got up to his trailer as well. He set his suitcase down and looked around, seeing you sprawled on the couch as if you had been lying there for a long time.