Sebastian Stan and His Character Imagines

My Favorite Astronaut//Chris Beck

"She was gorgeous, as beautiful as fresh rain on a flower field in the spring. She was smart, observation her master skill, mindful of all. But she wasn't friendly... not mean. But being outgoing wasn't under her list of requirements. Everyone wanted to talk to her, and every time she shut them down. It wasn't important to her to be nice, but she still respected everyone.

It was spring, and the sun was finally setting. I headed towards the park, my mother upset I was leaving again. I needed to see the stars, but then I found her. A telescope propped up on a beat up red slide, a black jacket tied around her waist. I cleared my throat, and she turned, raising her brow. "Is this your slide?" She asked, a smirk on her soft lips. "Uh no, I was just- you like the stars?" I asked as I propped my telescope up.
"Love them. They comfort me... you?" It felt like a dream come true, she was a total package. I knew a grin had hit my face and she just laughed.
"Yeah, I love them actually. I want to work at NASA." Before I knew it, she was sliding down, putting her telescope beside mine. "Me too." She gleamed.
"My name is-" I stopped her.
"Y/N. Yeah I know." I remember her laugh, it was the most wonderful thing.

By the end of senior year, we were so in love I don't think anyone could have stopped it. But we started fighting. A lot. She was worried in college, we'd fall out of love. It didn't help that I had gotten into the college we both were meant to be in. It hurt her, but she got into a very nice nursing school. And every Friday night, we were at the park. Finally, it was our last time seeing each other for a while. We had sex, nobody cares, but it was good. She wore this pretty pink silk nightgown and snored as she laid in my bed. I remember pacing, I wanted a career, but I wanted her more than anything. I would be homeless with her if I had to. But then I left and she did too. And the lunch we were able to grab turned into some weekends turned into once a month. And that was the biggest strain.

When I had gotten the application for NASA sent back saying I had the job. Y/N was a pediatrics nurse, and loving her job. And when I told her, she couldn't stop squealing. "For real?!" She gasped and hugged me close, tears forming in my eyes and hers. "This is so good!" I nodded and just held her.

"Space...? You're going to space." Y/N muttered out. I could just tell she wanted to cry, she was happy for me, but she was scared. "That's kinda far isn't it?" She chuckled weakly. I laughed and hugged her close. And up until I left, I promised to her that I wouldn't lose the love we had. And this was the most true thing I promised.

Finally, the complications were terrible on our relationship. She said she would try to call, but always had an excuse. I was told she was cheating by two of my "friends." But I was reassured that it wasn't possible, she wouldn't. And I believed them, because she wasn't like that. If we broke up, she'd let me know.

When I finally got back to my girl, she was different. More beautiful, her hair was longer, and she looked refreshed. I smile when she runs into my arms, she was sobbing. And i knew that this would make us stronger than ever. Then we went back to our house. It was nice, she said all she did was paint and renovate.
"I've gained 7 pounds since you've last seen me." She admite sadly. I smile and shrug, pulling her to me. "So? More to love." A blush spreads against her cheeks and I smile even more. "I missed you Chris." I nod and pull her head to my chest.
"Oh honey, you have no idea."
"How were the stars?"
"Oh they were beautiful. But nothing in comparison to you."
"Okay whatever, lets just nap."

Then a year passed, and everything was going so well. So well. She was pregnant, five months with a little girl. And it was perfect. We had a name, Y/N was just absolutely ready for this. And then one morning, two months before she was set to give birth, something went wrong.

"Ow." She winces as she sits at the table, I was making breakfast, as always. "Hm?" I turn to look at her. She was shocked, her eyes on her lap. I rush over and her water had broke. By the time we got to the hospital, Y/N was in and out of consciousness. It was terrifying, but we gave birth to the sweetest, smallest girl ever. Luna Marie Beck. And we got to bring her home two weeks later, Y/N was happy. Our baby was happy, and hell I was beyond happy. But nothing can stay too perfect can it?

"Mrs. Beck... you have breast cancer. State 3." Luna fussed in my arms, only 5 months old. I felt frozen, but I rocked her slowly. She calmed, but I didn't. And I could tell Y/N hadn't. She was sobbing, huge tears that made me cry harder. A nurse held our baby for a few minutes so I could hold Y/N. After a while, we left. Y/N went straight to bed, and started writing everything down. A will, letters to our daughter. Letters to me. She even helped me write this."

Chris pauses and clears his throat, tears trickling down his face. He looks to your mother, holding Luna. Who was just two. He smiled softly and continued.

"I know she would want to fight, and hell she did. She made it so far. Luna's first words were mama, she got memories with her daughter. Ton of memories with me, with her family and friends. And damn was that woman strong, beautiful... excellent. God I loved her. Still do. And when she passed two nights ago, it wasn't sad, she made sure it wasn't. Luna kissed her goodnight and I took Luna away. I said my goodbyes and I think Y/N was ready to go. And so she did. And just like we both dreamed as young kids, we dreamed to see the stars. And while I saw my stars, she became the stars, she's finally seeing what she loved the stars and her family down below. Thank you for coming out and celebrating my favorite astronaut. Y/N Beck."
Chris stepped off the stage and lifted Luna, kissing her gently. "It'll all be okay my star girl." He whispered.

I cried while writing this, so I really hope you enjoy it lol. It's not that good. But it's very sad oof.