Seb Stan and characters Oneshots.

Warnings: language (?)
Summary: you are a filmmaker and you get hurt doing a stunt for the camera when Blaine comes in.
Words: 717
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The board slid over the surface of the snow as wind and snow whipped around violently.
"(y/n)!" you pulled yourself out of your focused state to listen.
"Can we take a break? My camera's gonna die." steve asked.
"Yeah sure." you nodded and headed to the lodge.
Warmth hit as you entered with your best friend who was fiddling with his camera, you got two cups of coffee and sat next to steve.
"How much footage you get?" you asked, gazing at the laptop screen.
"Five-forty eight."
"Great, i'll edit it and add music, we'll upload it tomorrow." you took a sip of the steaming bitter liquid.

When you got back out on the snow steve followed you as you advanced to the snow covered ramp. Steve tilted to the side to he wouldn't go flying off the slope. As soon as you hit the ramp, you were airborne the ground came close as you braced yourself, the board rocked under your feet as you stuck the landing and kept gliding down the mountain.
Your body jerked and the board stopped, sending snow onto whoever was ahead of you.
"How was that?" you called to steve.
"Amazing!" he watched the film on the camera.
"Hey!" a voice bellowed. A man covered in snow stood next to another man and a snowmobile.
"What?" you asked.
"I will not allow those ski shannagains on MY mountain!" He got closer.
"It's just a few stunts, calm down." you removed the goggles from your eyes and made direct eye contact with his steel blue irises.
"And it's a snowboard, not skis." you intended on pissing the man off.
"I don't care! You can't just go around doing flips'n'shit." he tensed and ranted on.
"Yeah uh-huh whatever." you brushed him off and walked away, adjusting the GoPro that sat securely onto your helmet as you headed to another slope to do more stunts.

A wail of pain echoed out from you, your leg was mangled. You were supposed to stick the landing but you got distracted and messed up.
You were shaking and panting.
"Steve!" you sobed. The muscular man ran to you and kneeled by your side and called someone.
"Ski patrol is on their way." he tried to calm you.
"It hurts so bad." you held the limb with shaking hands.
In minutes ski patrol arrived, but it was the same asshat from before.
"I told you, someone was gonna get hurt." he was so idiotic.
They picked you up and taken you to the lodge where you were bandaged up.
"You won't be able to do anything for awhile." you ignored the doctor and just stared at the cast.
"Hey." a man stood in the doorway of the room, it was the other guy on ski patrol.
"Hi." you answer, pathetically. He walked closer and sat in the chair next to the cot you were seated in.
"I got you coffee." he held a cup out to you.
"Thanks." you two sat in silence, drinking coffee.
"I'm sorry about my friend, Blaine." he shattered the awkwardness like glass.
"It's ok." you muttered, already wanting to get back to the snow.
"He's an ass sometimes. He said he's sorry about making that comment back in the mountain." you nodded at his statement.
"Do you know where my friend went? He's tall, blonde, carries a camera with him?" you wondered where steve disappeared off to.
"He went to go talk to blaine, i'm chaz by the way." he smiled and poked his hand out for you to shake, you took his hand.
"(y/n)."
"The doctor cleared you to go." steve popped in.
You wobbled to the common area with crutches. Blaine sat next to you.
"I seen a few of your videos. There pretty cool." he tried to make conversation.
"Thanks." you muttered. He stood up and walked away, you sighed in relief but that relief was soon gone as he walked back with two cups in his hands.
"I'm an asshole, I know. But i'd like to get to know you, we got off on the wrong foot."
"Alright, I accept your offer."