Sebastian Stan imagines || complete

35: please, stay

reader and seb are dating. They get into an argument. She threatens to leave him, but he does everything to get her to stay. She ends up leaving, but ends up coming back to him after hearing how heartbroken he is.

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"Sebastian, I will not stand for this.. You know how much I hate this," you tell your boyfriend. He came home drunk...again. You have lost one too many people to drinking or drunk driving, and you do not want him to be added to the list.

"It's fine, (y/n).. I just had a few drinks and then drove home." He argues.

"You drove? Drunk?" You fearfully ask, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. "I can't do this. Not today, I just can't."

You storm away from him, not listening to him calling for you. You grab a bag out of your closet, and throw what clean clothes you have into it.

"What are you doing?" You hear a voice ask from behind you.

"I'm leaving."

Sebastian rushes over to you, and grabs your wrist. "No, please, stay. I'm so sorry.. I didn't mean for it to happen, I just wanted to have a good time and got carried away."

"That's no excuse for you to drive drunk."

You pull your wrist from his grasp and zip up your bag.

"Baby, please..."

You don't even look at him as you head towards the front door.

"I can't, seb. I just can't. You know how much I hate it. But you still do it. Why should I stay if you don't care to think about the consequences?"

He opens his mouth, trying to spit out an excuse.

"Don't."

You open the door, and slam it behind you. Once you get to your car, you look at the door once more before leaving the driveway.

***

You've been staying with your best friend for a couple weeks now. They can tell that you aren't happy, but they aren't sure what to do about it.

"(Y/n)?" They come to your room.

You turn your head towards them.

"He's here."

Your heart stops. You didn't think that he would come looking for you.

"He looks rough. Go talk to him, please. You both need this."

You slowly nod, and stand up from the bed. When you walk into the living room, you see him. There are bags under his eyes and he hasn't shaved in a while.

"Hey.." you whisper.

"I'm sorry."

"Do you actually mean it this time?" You ask.

He nods. "I didn't realize that I couldn't live without you until you left. I'm a wreck. I can't sleep. I can't eat. I can't think. I need you."

You step towards him, and quickly wrap your arms around him.

"Come home."

You smile. "I would love to.."

Instead of hearing how heartbroken he is.. I wanted the reader to see it.?

-ry ❤️

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