Unconditionally Yours (SEQUEL TO A 'WEEK WITH SEBASTIAN STAN')

Chapter Thirty-One

"Y/n. Fine, okay, first of— you're beautiful, you're gorgeous, I would marry you in a blink of an eye if I could, I'd marry you right here. Second— the fuck do you mean we won't match? Of course we will, we always will, it doesn't matter what color or design your dress would be, I don't care— but I know you do." he kisses my forehead, and turns his gaze back to me, "I love you."

Then— he returns to grabbing his fork and continues eating. At this point, I forgot what I even asked him.

"My suit is in the darkest of blue, and the texture is velvet." he says, chewing his food. Ha! I got him! Thank god!

I laugh, "Wow, it took one dramatic rant from me for you to break? I'm gonna use that technique often." I joke. Or not.

"Shut up.", Oh I'm definitely teasing him. This is the perfect time.

"Babe, I did all of the above! I've made out with you, made you food," I point to his now half eaten eggs, "And maybe even asked it during sex." I shrug.

Have I asked him during sex? I have no idea— all I know if I've made multiple attempts and all it took was a dramatic girl rant.

Finishing breakfast— I had a meeting with my wedding planner— Cassie.

She said she wanted to talk about the venue and how I'd want my wedding reception would look like, and the people I would invite.

Arriving the meeting room, a huge horizontal glass table in the middle of room, with white chairs on both sides, finishing with a single chair at the end of the table— where I'm going to sit.

"Hi Cassie!", I give her a friendly hug as she returns the gesture and sit back down on her chair.

"Okay, what's going on as of now?" I ask my assistant, who's sat beside Cassie.

"Vera Wang's team has your measurements— and you have a meeting with them a day after this for how you want your dress to look like— basically to design your dress." My assistant answers.

I'm so excited! My dream wedding is slowly coming to life.

"That's great! Tell me more later— just email me the details of what time and I'll be there,"

Sebastian isn't here yet— he said he'd be here in 15 minutes, it's been 20. I know I shouldn't be upset about it but this our wedding and I also need his perspective about how everything will be going on.

"Okay since Sebastian isn't here yet, he can catch up later." I smile politely to hide my frustration.

"Okay so— let's talk about your wedding venue, where and what is your plan with the surroundings? Would you want it to be a beach wedding, garden, church wedding?" Cassie asks.

I don't think I've ever thought about it— I just have a lot on my plate right now that I completely forget about where my wedding is gonna happen.

"First off, I'd want it to happen into-" I get cut off by the glass doors opening.

"Hey! I'm here!" Sebastian finally arrives, walking towards me with an apologetic look. I know he's sincere, It's just that he needs to know how important this is for me, and I'm sure he does, but yeah, maybe I'm just an overthinker.

I would hate to be one of those bridezillas.

He gives me a quick peck on the lips, and grabs my hand before he sits down on the left side of the table near me.

"I'm sorry baby, my assistant told me about the movie I auditioned for and-"

"Its okay Seb, just leave it." I didn't mean to sound bitchy, but I was.

I gave him a small smile before continuing what I said, before he interrupted my sentence because he was late the first important meeting about our wedding. Yup, everything's fine.

"Anyways, as I was saying, I'd want the wedding to happen into somewhere private. I don't want paparazzis taking photos of our wedding and posting it in the media before we even are ready to."

"Right babe?" I look over to Sebastian.

"Yea- Yup! What Y/n said."

I take my hand from his. Damn, I think my period is coming.

"Do we want the wedding here? In New York? Or do you have a place or country in mind to make everything happen?"

Maybe somewhere, where everything started.

A/N

This is a long chapter! any ideas where the wedding might happen? xx

-A