One-Shot Fanfic Imagines

7th (SEBASTIAN STAN)

>Reader is an actress who have been filming a movie with actor Sebastian Stan. You were currently travelling inside a trailer van with some of the crew members and your co-actors, including Seb.

(y/e/c)- your eye color

WARNINGS: NONE. LOL

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You sighed to yourself, grappling onto the script tight. Your other hand was on your left temple, fingers softly rubbing on your skin to somehow soothe the dull ache throbbing in your head. You weren't really having the best of your sleep for two days now since you started filming a month ago. And now, all you ever wanted was to lie down on a soft and flat mattress, close your eyes, and sleep for the next 48 hours.

But that was all wishful thinking. You expelled a heavy breath yet again, leaning on the hard car seat, your head angled awkwardly against the elevated head rest.

The voices buzzing all around the spacious trailer van which was currently moving north was also another factor why you can't even afford to take a nap. Crew members were rather busy discussing about matters, and you suddenly regretted not going to the other van with less people.

It wasn't like you didn't want to hang out with these great people you work with for how many hours a day, but a 30 minute nap would have been heaven for now for you.

You were so busy and caught up with how you wanted to sleep, and you did not notice how Sebastian Stan, your leading man in the movie was staring at you for a good couple of minutes already. Sebastian noticed how you massaged your temples, and the growing dark shade under your eyes were visible even from two seats apart ahead. He even noticed how you were so droopy, and even thought you looked like Eeyore, he felt as if you'd fall into a deep slumber anytime by now.

He placed his hand under his chin as he rested his elbow on the arm rest, looking at you. He wanted you to glance his way, and he waited for you to do so. You had always been so aloof in person despite of your exuberant personality during TV show guestings and press interviews.

And he wasn't disappointed though, because after a few seconds, your eyes were roaming about the space, from the windows, to the people talking between you two, as it finally landed on him. Your (y/e/c) eyes stared back at him, and you felt that he had been staring at you for quite some time now. But you shrugged that thought off, as you smiled at him.

Sebastian did not hesitate to smile back. He stood from his seat right after, making his way through the aisle down to your side. His tall figure was towering beside you, as he took the seat next to you. The perfume he wore was fanning on your nostrils, making you close your eyes and almost lean on him to smell him even more.

He laughed, turning his head down to your direction. "Someone's sleepy now."

You reciprocated his laughter, shaking your head. "Yep. And that someone's me. I really wish a magical bed would appear by any minute now so I can take a beauty rest."

"Well, unlucky us. You specifically 'cause there's no bed here, apparently," he sighed, combing his caramel hair with his fingers. "Why are you so sleepy, though? Where d'you go last night?"

Your eyes narrowed to thin slits, staribg at him playfully with a smug smile on yiur lips. "Someone's curious."

"Bet it's safe to say I'm rather concerned."

You raised both your brows. "Concerned? Wow. Thanks. And that's not sarcastic, that's pretty genuine on my part. But it's unnecessary, still thank you."

Sebastian hummed under his breath, taking him a few seconds before mustering a reply. "So, where'd you go?"

A smile reappeared on your face, shaking your head yet again. Sebastian looked at you closely, taking the script from your hands and putting it on the small table infront.

"I didn't go anywhere last night. I stayed inside the hotel room, because I am a good girl, plus I really didn't have any other places to be. I hate clubbing, and other noisy places. And am not too fond of getting drunk around work," you shrugged. "Am just...sleepy. It's me, that's my life."

"You do realize you look like Eeyore?"

You laughed, making Sebastian laugh along with you. "Eeyore? You serious? Eeyore's cute, though."

Both of you stayed quiet, and to be honest, this was the first longest conversation you two ever held. Well, except for the movie lines, but an off-cam conversation between you two wasn't always that happened. Sebastian was always quiet on set, his ears focused to listening to the director's orders. And you were a bit...distant.

"There's still a couple of hours before we arrive to the next state," he said after a long pause. "Maybe we can sleep together. Side by side."

You smiled, shifting your body so you would be fully facing him. Your eyes were already half-closing, and you barely noticed how he snaked his arm around you, enveloping your shoulders and pulling you close to his chest. His smell was lulling you to your slumber, and you could no longer help yourself.

You tucked your hands on the side of his chest, his other free hand resting on his thigh, but some of his fingers were lightly touching your knee. You could no longer hear the voices around you, and the feel of Sebastian's fingers running through your scalp and brushing your hair sent you to sleep.