Rumors | Sebastian Stan

4.8

Teigan hums a song she heard on the radio earlier under her breath as she wanders back over to the living room area, finding Sebastian stretched out on the couch watching a movie with Robert, Scarlett, Jeremy and Chris Evans; all of his costars dotted around the living room in other seats as Sebastian takes up a whole sofa to himself. None of them are truly watching it, though, as the film provides background noise while they chat amongst themselves or do something on their phones. She runs her fingers through his hair, having taken him to get it trimmed earlier while they were out, as she passes by to get their phones from the table; the influx of notifications when she posts always takes a chunk out of her battery and Sebastian is just lazy and didn't charge his before they left.

She squeaks in surprise when Sebastian sits up long enough to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her back, lying back down with her on his chest. He loosens his grip so that she can turn around and get comfortable before cuddling her again once she's stopped fidgeting, kissing her temple. Teigan sighs, nudging his jaw with her nose as she settles, used to being dragged into spontaneous cuddle sessions when Sebastian is home. The hotel's couch isn't as big or as comfortable as theirs but it will suffice for the short amount of time they're going to be staying here - which is only a couple days.

"I need to charge our phones," She pretends to be put out by his actions, tipping her head to look at his face and pouting childishly, though they both know she really isn't complaining about spending time cuddling with him. "They're going to die soon; what if we need them for something? They'll be useless because you decided this is more important than being able to contact someone."

He laughs, running his hand up and down her upper arm. "What would we need them for? Anyone I could possibly need to talk to is here in this hotel with us - literally, everyone either of us talk to regularly is here."

She huffs, narrowing her eyes at him. "Still, my point remains."

He hums, cupping her jaw and tracing her bottom lip with his thumb, his eyes following the action. "Let me make it up to you then, for not allowing you to do such a vital task."

She huffs, hitting his chest lightly, turning her face away. She reaches over, taking his phone off the table and unlocking it.

"What are you up to?" He narrows his eyes at her, moving his head to try and see the screen as she angles it away.

"Nothing," She sends him an innocent look, scrolling through different apps and pretending to be doing something while keeping the screen hidden from him. She squeals when he starts tickling her, wriggling to try and avoid his hands. "Iubițel, stop before I accidentally drop your phone."

He laughs before ceasing his attack and letting her sit up, feeling at least one of the others watching them but he ignores them in favour of placing his hands on her thighs as she straddles him. "Spune-mi ce faci atunci."

She shakes her head, "I already told you. I wasn't doing anything."

He sits up, hugging her waist. "Atunci de ce ascundeți ecranul de mine?"

"Because you're nosy and don't need to know." She sticks her tongue out at him.

"You speak Romanian?" One of the others cuts in, derailing their silliness.

Teigan laughs, shrugging at Robert's question. "I'm not 100% fluent but I can get by." She runs her hand through the hair on the back of Sebastian's head as he turns his head to rest his cheek against her chest, watching and listening to the conversation. "It's a hazard of dating someone who reverts back to speaking his first language when he's upset or genuinely wants to mess with people."

The others that are listening laugh at her honest statement.

"So you just learnt from listening to Seb?" Chris asks.

Teigan considers the question. "Well, I asked him to teach me, so that's where most of my knowledge of the language came from. But, he wouldn't teach me some stuff so I learnt that elsewhere."

Sebastian seems to get bored with the general chit-chat, picking Teigan up as he moves to stand. She trusts him not to drop or hurt her intentionally but that doesn't stop her from wrapping her arms around his neck and holding on tight, her eyes widening briefly at the suddenness of the action.

"Hey, I'm trying to have a conversation with your castmates." She whines, rolling her eyes at his childish actions over his shoulder, making those in the room laugh.

"Have a conversation later." Her fiancé remarks, beginning to leave the room.

"If we're leaving, can I at least bring the phones with me? To put on charge."

He groans at the reminder of the phones, putting her back on her feet and waiting in the doorway while she goes back for the phones; his is on the couch, while hers is still on the table. Teigan waves to the actors before padding back over to Sebastian, proudly showing him the acquired devices as he rolls his eyes, and follows him out of the room.

-

Teigan sighs contently as she traces patterns against Sebastian's chest, finding it amusing when her finger runs over the defined muscles, as the early morning sun filters into the room through the sheer white curtains across the double doors to their balcony. She's awake earlier than usual but the chance to take in the sleeping features of her fiancé makes it worth it; he's usually awake and at the gym by the time she's been waking recently so it's a rare sight to see him still beside her. She turns her head to press a soft kiss to the skin of his shoulder, still able to smell the faint scent of his body wash from when he showered before they both went to sleep mixing with his own natural scent.

She smiles against his skin when she feels him stir, his fingers searching out her skin and warmth to reassure himself that she's still next to him and that he's not dreaming. She moves to lean on her elbow, gazing down at him as he wakes slowly, taking him in as he stretches and relaxes next to her. Teigan is used to him doing the same to her, having stopped fidgeting under his gaze years ago, so she holds the sheet over her chest and meets his sleepy gaze easily.

He traces a line up her arm before cupping her cheek, his eyes following a path of their own as he takes her in completely. "Buna dimineata ingerul meu."

She smiles, tipping her head as she tries to translate the last bit. "Good morning, Seb. What does the last bit mean? I've never heard you say that one."

He hums, guiding her to lean down as he leans up, connecting their lips like puzzle pieces. "It means 'my angel' because you look like one right now."

She breaks away with a giggle, "You're so sappy this morning."

He shakes his head with a smile, wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling her neck. "No, I just love you. A lot."

"I love you too," She traces her nails lightly over the skin on his back, listening to the sounds of the morning and hearing some of his castmates already up and about.

The Avengers cast has basically taken over all of the suites in the hotel, split up into groups to share them. Sebastian and Teigan are sharing with Chris and Anthony unsurprisingly, who are early risers, so it's no surprise that she can hear them up and about already. The connecting suite is larger so there are more bedrooms than their 2-bedroom suite, and therefore more of the cast staying in that room, and then the other suites in the hotel house the rest.

"We should probably get up soon before the guys get any ideas about what we've spent our morning doing - thank god they got back late or we would have never heard the end of it today." Teigan runs a hand through her hair, trying to make it look somewhat presentable before she ventures out for breakfast.

He groans at her movement, having been jostled from his place against her neck, rearranging himself as he pushes her to lie down and crawls over her, somehow keeping the sheets over their hips but uncovering her chest. "I don't care what they think."

She barely puts up a fight when he immediately starts to kiss her neck. "Seb, we can't stay in bed all morning."

She feels him smirk against her skin before he rolls his hips against her, hissing at the friction he gains from the movement. "You shouldn't have given me ideas then."

"You're insatiable," She grumbles as he moves to connect their lips, his fingers finding their own path to her hips.

"You love it." He pants against her lips before diving back in for more.