Three's A Crowd

Four | Who The Hell Is Bucky?

Sebastian's POV:

After a flight which seemed like it took forever, we finally arrived in London. There was a car already waiting for us outside, which was provided by Marvel, unbeknownst to the busy (h/c) haired woman beside me. So while we were being driven to the hotel, (y/n) was texting the directors that we were here. The hotel is near the set, according to Matthew, the person driving us, so that's a relief. Commuting might be a little hard, and (y/n) only prefers commuting when she knows the place.

That being said, we haven't been in London a lot. So far, this might be our second or third time here if I remember it fairly, the first time probably vacation out of town or something.

Once (y/n) checks us in, and we're ready to plop down on bed and sleep the day away. Just like the usual first days out of L.A. I leave my luggage by the first bed and plop down on it face first, moaning at the coldness of the covers.

I hear (y/n) giggle from behind me as she takes the other bed by the sliding doors, which has a balcony. That's nice. Might enjoy the cold breezes in the morning.

"You can't seriously be that tired." she laughs, laying down on her own bed. "You hungry Seb?"

"Not really." I say, my voice a little muffled. I turned my head so I could look at her properly. She was currently putting her stuff in the nightstand, unpacking only the little stuff. "Why?"

"I'm hungry."

Of course she's hungry.

"Okay." I nod, crossing my arms and resting my head on them, closing my eyes. Something soft hits my back and I look up and glare at (y/n), one of the white pillows she had thrown just over my head. "What?"

"You're not gonna go with me?" she makes puppy eyes. I groaned and turn away from her. I couldn't resist that even if I wanted to. Once you get a glimpse of them, they're still persuading you. But... invisibly.

"You know I can't resist that look. So stop."

"Why do you think I'm doing it?" (y/n) grins before falling back onto the heels of her feet, pouting at me. "Come on, I found a nearby resto, it's like a five minute walk or something."

"What, so you can tempt me with your junk food? No thank you." I say, curling up into a ball, using the pillow she threw at me as a teddy bear.

"Ugh, fine, we'll just grab chips from the convenience store across the street. Besides, it's cheat day baby," (y/n) says, grabbing her sunglasses and wallet from her bag. She takes off her jacket and leaves it hanging on one post of the bed.

"Says who?" I groaned, turning over so I could lay on my back.

"Says your amazing assistant because she loves you," she comes over and boops my nose. I sighed and sat up, grabbing a baseball cap and my sunglasses, knowing I couldn't resist that nor could I put up a fight with her. If she's hungry, she'll get her food. No matter if it's like, one in the morning or seven AM. "Now come on, you're meeting your co-actors in a few."

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(y/n) got her chips and some other junk food and now we're on our way to the studio where we're gonna meet our co-actors. We get inside the building and (y/n) starts talking to the woman at the lobby, asking directions for the studio we'll be rehearsing at and meeting.