S. Stan and B. Barnes Imagines

Sorta Big Brother Stan (Sebastian Stan)

This was a frickin cute requests by the awesome sydneyslibrary! AGH! I died at how cute this was!

WARNING: FLUFF. Just PURE fluff. YOU. MAY. DIE!

(P.S. This series is a Female!reader, just a FYI)

Now! On With The Show!

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You were 16 years old. You had two more years before you had to be out of the orphanage and you were not looking forward to it whatsoever.

Right now, you were sitting in your room on your bed at the orphanage. You were just playing on your laptop, writing up little short stories. You were currently on summer break from school and you have been writing like there was no tomorrow to keep yourself occupied. To keep yourself from thinking about what had happened to put you in the orphanage when you were 3-years-old. Let's just say, you had a lot of shit happen to you that left you in a state where it was hard to trust anyone.

You were just finishing up a story and posting it on your Wattpad book when Miss Liza came up and knocked on the door frame.

"Yes, Miss Liza?" You asked and looked up, closing the laptop slightly to give her your attention. Miss Liza was really nice and you loved her like a mother.

"There is someone here who would like to adopt you." She smiled. You grinned as a sense of hope swelled within you.

"Ok. Do I need to change at all?" You asked and shut down your computer and got up to put on your converse that were all beat up but you loved them anyway.

"Nope. Just come with me. Ms. Orlovschi is really nice and can't wait to meet you." Miss Liza smiled.

"Ok." You smiled. You two left your room and you became nervous as you neared her office where a woman was waiting to meet you and hopefully adopt you.

The two of you walked in and you stood by the door.

"Hello. This is (Y/N)." Miss Liza introduced you.

"Hello." You waved a bit and mustered a nervous smile.

"Hello, Dear. Please excuse my English. You see, I'm not from here. I'm from Romania and this accent will never go away." Miss Orlovschi smiled at you.

"Este bine. De fapt, m-am învățat românesc pentru că iubesc limba de ceea ce am auzit." (It's ok. I actually taught myself Romanian because I love the language from what I have heard.) You smiled. Her face lit up when you spoke her language fluently.

"That's amazing! I'm glad people are willing to learn the language of Romania!" She smiled and stood from her chair.

She looked to be in her mid to late sixties but she looked younger than that, to be honest. Her hair was a dark brown, pulled into a bun with a few streaks of grey here and there. And she looked to be about 5' 6" maybe 5' 8".

The two of you talked and you became really comfortable talking with her. It felt like she was a mother figure to you as well. Your conversation came to an end and she knew what she was going to say to Miss Liza.

"I think she would be a delight to have around the house. Where do I sign the papers?" Ms. Orlovschi smiled.

You grinned as you couldn't believe what you were hearing.

"Go pack your things, (Y/N). Your adoption will be finalized in a few minutes." Miss Liza smiled at you. You couldn't help but hug the woman who was going to adopt you before you ran upstairs to pack all of the clothes you had, your stuffed bear, and your laptop into your suitcase along with the charger and your phone charger. A huge smile on your face. You even made sure you had your wallet that included what money you had, your driver's license, and a credit card that was in it as well that you had bought and paid for with the part-time job you had. And you slipped your phone that you bought yourself into your back pocket.