Sebastian Stan and His Character Imagines

Come Here Often?//Sebastian Stan

"Why did he break up with me?
What did I do wrong?
Well, the thing is. You didn't do anything. But of course you knew that, it was always him not you. And what felt like a mere weak later, he'd be bored and come crawling back to you. Rubbish!"
"Are you okay?" Your friend asks as you rant while sitting at the bar, the party was starting to really heat up. Girls with long legs shuffling in and out of the dance floor.
The purple light skims over your body, revealing the dark red mini dress you wore. Your friend sighs.
"Girls night is gonna be ruined if you don't get your ass over here!" She pulls you to the dance floor and before you know it, both of you are dancing like maniacs. Girls night was saved, but it would soon be dragged into the gutter.
After the dance sesh, you decided alcohol was the way to go. You slipped away from the sweaty dancing bodies and slipped into a booth. Taking a deep breath you ordered a fruity vodka beverage. As you wait, a man slips in across from you. A grimace and am annoyed remark slips past your red painted lips. "Hello?"
"Hey... I was just wondering." His hands find your legs and you scowl towards him, yanking your leg back. "Come here often?" A frown and a scoff leave your lips. Just as you were about to tell off the leg touching creep, another man slides in beside you, wrapping his arm around you. "Yes, my girlfriend and I actually do business here. Please leave us alone. It's date night." The creep leaves and the other man finds his way to the other side of you. "I'm Sebastian." He shakes your hand. Shocked you watch his every movement. "Sorry I touched your shoulder, I intervened because creeps like him always try slipping a roofie or two into pretty girl's drinks and they don't deserve that. I'm the creep police." He laughs. A laugh leaves you, and you tuck a loose hair back into your makeshift ponytail.
"I'm Y/N... thanks a lot. He was toooo touchy and just overall a jerk." You laugh and your drink arrives. "Lemme take a sip." Sebastian advises, noticing the creep lingering around the bar.
Sebastian takes a sip and waits a moment. "You're in the clear, m'lady."
"You know, you're kind of a dork?" You slip your drink, biting on the straw a bit.
"Hmm, and you're kind of a jerk for saying that." Both of you burst out laughing.
"Fair enough." You say, smiling wide. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the dorky god like man across from you, but you decided you wanted to stay with him just a while longer.
"Wanna go get McDonald's?" You ask.
He laughs and nods. "Sure, lets go then." You tell your friend goodbye and then leave with Sebastian, walking down the chilled street on your way to get McDonald's.

(Soooo bad but sooo cute (?) maybe haha)