Sebastian Stan (+ characters) Oneshots

Sebastian Stan - I'll Be Home

"Thank you!" She exclaimed happily. "Now, let's go surprise the socks off of your fiance."

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The party was elegant and impressive, in proper RDJ style. With Robert you had learned to expect some surprisingly flashy thing to happen each time you saw him, so truthfully the "proper RDJ fashion" just translates to "utterly crazy and impossibly expensive," which oddly enough seemed to be a description of both Robert Downey Jr. and Tony Stark. Strange.

You had greeted everyone in private already, making sure to keep any excitement away from Sebastian. There were tears, hugs, more tears, and far too many people ruffling up your hair like a child for some reason. Now it was time to see Sebastian, and you couldn't stop the tremors shaking violently through your hands now. Your feet seemed glued to the floor and your mouth was dry. A rising lump in your throat seemed to block any air or sound from coming in or out of your mouth. All in all, you were a complete nervous wreck, and it was all over this one stupidly amazing man.

You just stared at him from your place across the room. He ran a hand through his hair as he spoke to Anthony Mackie. Both men were stationed on the outskirts of the room, clearly trying to stay out of the crowded space in the center of the room. You twisted your hat in your hands nervously, and finally Paul Rudd noticed your hesitance to approach your fiance.

"(Y/N), what's wrong?" He asked you worriedly, placing a comforting hand on your upper arm. You swallowed the lump in your throat and tore your gaze away from Sebastian so you could look Paul in the eyes.

"I'm just... I don't know. I haven't seen him in so long, and the last time we spoke I told him I couldn't be with him for Christmas. What if he's mad at me?" You wondered aloud. You could feel the lump rising in your throat once again, but this time it was bringing a collection of tears along with it. You took in a deep breath.

Paul's eyebrows furrowed. "What? You're worried he's mad at you? Listen, we both know he would never be mad at you for that. First of all, it wasn't your fault, and he knew that. Second of all, you came to see him anyways. He's going to be ecstatic, I promise you," he assured you. He offered a kind smile, and you felt the corners of your lips quirk upwards in a smile.

"Thanks, Paul," you thanked him. He replied with a nod, and you finally ripped yourself away from where you had been grounded nervously to the floor. You made your way through the crowds of people in your way, muttering quick apologies to each person you bumped into as you continued on your path.

You finally emerged from the sea of people, and time seemed to slow as soon as your eyes landed on Sebastian. His back was turned to you, but Anthony made eye contact with you and began to grin. He made a quick comment to Sebastian and nodded in your direction, causing Sebastian to turn towards you.

His eyes locked with yours and his grip on his glass loosened so much that Anthony had to reach out and snatch it from him before it completely left his hand. Sebastian's entire body seemed to be frozen in place as his eyes filled with tears. His jaw had dropped open slightly, and his hand soon raised up to cover his gaping mouth. A sob passed his lips only to be muffled by his hand.

Your eyes began to sting with their own salty tears, and you gave him a soft smile. "Did you miss me?" You asked, your voice just loud enough for him to hear over the bustling party going on around you.

The sound of your voice seemed to snap him out of his daze, as he immediately made his way over to you in a few long strides. His hands reached out and gripped your face, tugging you towards him to allow his lips to press against yours. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, and one of his hands dropped down to wrap around your waist. He pulled you flush against him with the arm around your waist. You felt both of your sets of tears mixing into the kiss, but you couldn't care less at this point. All that mattered was the man in front of you, and the fact that he was really there with you.

The two of you finally broke your kiss, but you were far from pulling away from each other. You stayed in that position and you leaned your forehead against his.

"To answer your question," he began in a shaky voice, "I did miss you. So much."

You smiled, causing him to smile as well. He removed his arms from around your waist and raised them up to your face again. His fingertips brushed lightly against your tear soaked cheeks before trailing over the entirety of your features, as if memorizing them all again. You distinctly remembered him doing this just before you left as well, and just the thought of that was enough to bring more tears to your eyes. 

"I can't believe you're... Real..." He whispered in awe, his fingers sweeping carefully over your jawline. You smiled at him and pressed yourself even closer to him.

"I could say the same to you," you agreed. Your fingers began toying with the hair on the back of his neck. You ran your fingers through the back of his hair, and his eyes fluttered closed as you did so. "I love you so much," you declared proudly.

His eyes reopened at this so he could lock gazes with you, and his smile grew. "I love you too, sweetheart," Sebastian replied meaningfully. You could her the slight waver of emotion in his voice telling you he was about to cry again, so as the tears began rolling down his face again, you made sure to wipe them from his cheeks with your thumbs.

The rest of the night, the two of you were joined at the hip. Sebastian refused to dance with anyone but you, and you refused to dance with anyone but him. You told him all about Private Leon and how she made this all possible, and he declared that he needed to meet her as soon as possible. You were congratulated countless times for your engagement, and with each mention of your promise to marry him he would gaze down at you with a proud smile and plant a kiss on your temple. The party was stunning, but the only thing that either of you cared about was having the other person next to you.

I hope that was as cute as I was hoping it would be, omg. I really loved this request because one of my favorite things is watching soldiers reunite with their families so this was so cool to write!

I wish I was cool enough to host a 抖阴社区 secret santa where I give each of you another person and you write something for them. I would love to do it, but I'm scared no one would join. Sigh. Would any of you do it?

Stay street, stay unlit, stay alive.

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