Sebastian Stan (+ characters) Oneshots

Sebastian Stan x laheyomg

I'm not sure how I'm going to write this or how it will work out, but I guess we'll see. I got some inspiration from some people irl that say that they hate something I really love just because it's popular. This was also insanely hard to write because I had to thin of reasons to hate Sebastian and honestly I couldn't think of any. Like... Too cute? Too nice? Too funny? Too kind? Too talented? Idk?? Anyways, enjoy!

You sighed as you read over the email you had received only two days prior. Your head rested on your hand as you glumly scanned over the text over and over again in your head, trying to will it into changing. But no matter how hard you tried, it would never be different. You thought this email would change your life for the better, but if anything, it was ruining it. Because in the screen in front of you was the one name you never wanted to see if you could help it.

Sebastian Stan.

You had auditioned for the lead female role in an upcoming action movie. You nailed the audition and you were ecstatic to see the email. You just wished that he hadn't been cast for the lead male role, meaning he would play your love interest. You were disgusted.

Why did you hate him so much? You weren't sure exactly why, but you were sure it was founded. He just seemed so... Arrogant. Big headed. He seemed like a jerk that was letting the fame get to his head. Sure, he's hugged a couple fans or whatever, but he seems like the kind of guy that would ditch his best friend to go to a party or something. He just didn't seem... Friendly. Plus, he was getting more and more famous and he was quite popular recently. You hated that.

You got up from your desk and grabbed your phone, heading out the door. You had your first read through if the script today, and it was with him. Of course. You were utterly dreading meeting this Sebastian Stan guy, and you especially didn't want to work with him. The last thing you would ever dream of doing was kissing him. Besides, what does he even look like nowadays? You had steered clear of him so long that you hadn't seen what he looks like in years. You were sure he hadn't aged well. You were hoping.

The drive to the meeting was discouragingly short. You pulled into a parking space and begrudgingly shut off the engine to your (Dream Car). Instead of getting out, however, you simply sat there. You sat with your hands gripping the steering wheel and sighed. You put your head down on the wheel, resting your forehead on the top of it. You would rather be anywhere but here. Sure, this movie would be a big deal and would definitely be a hit, but it couldn't possibly be worth it. You couldn't work with Sebastian. You couldn't do it. You would have to call them and say that you quit. Yeah, that's what you'd do.

A light tapping on your window broke you from your train of thought. You jumped, turning to the window. You almost gasped as your eyes met a very concerned pair of bright blue ones. You reached over and rolled the window down, gazing in awe at the man peering into your car window.

"Hi, ma'am, are you alright? I was headed to a meeting but I couldn't help but notice that you looked a little stressed out. Are you okay?" He asked. He brushed a hand through his hair before placing his hand back down on your windowsill. His voice was laced with serious concern, and his head was tilted ever so slightly in curiosity. You chuckled, pushing a strand of your own hair back into place.

"I'm alright. Just not ready I guess. I've got a meeting too, but I'm not quite sure if I should really be going or not," you admitted. You peered over at him once more, wracking your brain for ideas as to why this man was so familiar.

"Why wouldn't you go? The only people that hold meetings here are film makers, so obviously you must be an aspiring actress or film maker. What's holding you back?" The man was now settling himself down by your car, kneeling down onto the asphalt and probably ruining his nice pants. All just so he could comfort you. You felt your stomach twist at the thought of this, and your mind got all fuzzy as this idea filled your brain.