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tickles-in-ficland · 2 years ago

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CRUSH

Summary: Chris tries to play matchmaker for Y/N and someone she has her eye on. Chris Evans Feat. Sebastian Stan x ticklish!reader. Part 3 to Destination: Laughter

Warning: some cursing, fluff otherwise.

Word Count: 2,941

You saw the teasy grin your aunt was giving you, which made you blush.

“Tom? Holland?” she asked.

You nodded slightly. “Yeah. I mean he’s really nice and he’s cute and… ugh! It’s embarrassing!”

Your aunt chuckled quietly and sat next to you on the couch. “No it’s not Y/N. It’s sweet. I’m glad there’s someone else around here your age. I feel bad you’ve been cooped up in my office for weeks. You should be exploring LA and enjoying your summer.”

Returning her words with a soft smile you leaned over to lay your head on her shoulder.

“No! Don’t feel bad Aunt Y/A/N! I’m having the best summer ever. I’m loving this job. It makes me want to stay and make this my career.”

Your aunt smiled as she rubbed your back lovingly. “Well that makes me happy. and I’ll do what I can to help. And you’ve got the cast wrapped around your finger.”

You giggled at her statement. “Do you think I have a chance with Tom? I mean he’s famous and I’m just…. me.”

“Well I think ‘just you’ is pretty great. And so will he.” Your aunt said kissing your head.

“Thanks Auntie.”

“Now get back to work.” she said with a wink and slight poke to your side making you giggle.

Over the next few days all you could think about was seeing Tom again. You were enjoying getting to know each other and as your aunt had pointed out, it was nice having someone close in age on set. You tried not to make it obvious that you liked him but your pink cheeks when you saw him or the quiet giggle when he’d tell a joke wasn’t exactly keeping it hidden. Tom seemed oblivious though and for now that worked.

Taking a break from work, you watched one of the scenes being filmed. You were amazed and in awe of all the work that went into filming one scene.

“Hey Y/N!” Tom said with a wave as he spotted you by the monitor.

“Hey Tom.” you said with a shy smile as he came over to give you a hug.

“I didn’t know you were here today.” he said wiping the sweat from his brow.

“Yeah, I have some work to do later but I wanted to see you guys filming.”

“That’s awesome! How’d it look?”

“So good! Although you’re kinda getting your ass kicked.” you said with a tease in your voice.

Tom rolled his eyes with a smile. “Hey! I didn’t write the script.” he said putting his hands up on mock defense.

“Fair enough. It’s too bad. I’d like to see you beat Captain America.” you giggled, not knowing the latter was behind you.

Chris shushed Tom as he snuck up behind you, tasering your sides, causing you to let out a loud yelp and spin around to see his smug smile towards you.

“What did I just hear you say?”

“Uh, regarding?” you asked trying to play innocent.

“Something about getting my ass kicked.”

You covered your mouth, trying to stifle your giggles. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Narrowing his eyes playfully at you, Chris went to taser your sides but you dodged his hands as you waved at him and Tom.

“Bye guys!”

His eyes still narrowed in your direction, you stuck your tongue out at him.

“Oh that’s how you wanna play it huh?” Chris said as he began taking big strides towards you.

With a giggly shriek, you took off through the studio, not wanting to be subjected to Chris’ tickly wrath or have Tom see you like that.

“What was that about?” Tom asked Chris with a slight eyebrow raise.

“She’s very ticklish.” Chris said with a laugh. “It’s quite adorable. You should try it sometime.”

Tom blushed slightly. “I do love her laugh. And her smile.”

Chris looked down at the young actor. “You like Y/N don’t you man?”

With a small nod and heat risking in his cheeks, Tom shrugged. “She’s different man. I don’t know. She treats us all like people and not like celebrities. It’s refreshing. And she’s fun to be around.”

Chris smiled warmly, as they walked back to continue filming their scene together.

“I get it man. When I first met Y/N I too was pleasantly surprised when she didn’t fan girl over me. I think we’re so used to it, that when it doesn’t happen it catches our attention. Now she’s like a little sister to me. Why don’t you tell her how you feel?”

Tom shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe I will. Think it’d be a good idea to ask her to hang out?”

Chris nodded. “For sure. Just make it casual. Don’t rush anything and let things happen the way they’re suppose to.” he said patting Tom on the back.

As Tom walked back onto the set and spoke to the director before the next take, Chris saw Y/A/N sitting in a folding chair, writing some notes down.

“Hey Auntie” he said teasingly.

Your aunt looked up at him with a deadpan expression but a smile in her eyes. “Hello Christopher.” she said with a playful roll of her eyes. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. Just wanted to say hi before we shoot our next scene. How’s the schedule coming along?” he asked.

“Pretty good. We should have all your promo finalized sometime this week. I’ve got Y/N working on it now.” she said closing her notebook.

“Speaking of, do you know if she likes anyone or is seeing anyone? I have someone I’d like her to hang with. Maybe someone from set?”

“Trying to play matchmaker?” Your aunt teased.

Chris grinned. “Maaaaybe. So does she?”

Your aunt smiled as she stood up from her seat, patting his arm. “An aunt never tells. You’ll have to ask her.” She said with a wink.

With a laugh to himself, he pulled out his phone to send a text.

Later that day, you sat at the desk, working hard to get everything done. You tucked your hair behind your ear and let out a sigh as you typed on your laptop. Your aunt had tasked you with organizing Chris’ upcoming press schedule and calling to confirm with the different publications and news outlets. It was a lot of responsibility but you were grateful that both she and Chris had faith that you could do it.

You had just finished the first day of the schedule so you closed your laptop and laid on the couch to rest your eyes for a few minutes when you felt your phone buzz in your pocket.

Opening the text message you immediately rolled your eyes with a smile.

You closed your phone and shut your eyes again only to have your phone buzz again. This man was not going to let you rest.

Blushing profusely and already flustered, you shifted in your seat. Truthfully, you loved when Chris tickled you but you’d rather die before you let him know that. You were so grateful for his friendship and never in a million years thought you’d be friends with someone you so greatly admired and were a fan of. If someone had told you even a few months ago that Chris freaking Evans would be like a big brother to you, you would’ve laughed in their face and called them a liar. With a quiet giggle you sent another text.

Throwing your phone down, you attempted to shut your eyes one more time. The peace and quiet lasted all of five minutes before you heard a pair of feet running down the hall.

“Oh good lord.” you muttered as a you covered your face with your hands.

Before you could pull your hands away, you felt yourself being crushed under another person. You knew exactly who it was.

“Whahat ahahre you DOING?” you said.

“I came to find out who you’ve got a wittle crush on.” Chris said pinching your cheeks causing bubbly giggles to erupt.

“Chrhihis! Gehet OFF!”

“Alright alright.” he said with a chuckle climbing off of you and sitting next to you on the couch. “Now spill. I want the tea.” he said holding his pinky up as if he was holding a tea cup.

You raised your eyebrows at him with a laugh. “Trying to be Gen Z?”

“What? I’m trying to be hip with the lingo these days.”

You smirked at him as you shook your head. “Alright Grandpa.”

With a playful growl, Chris shot his hand into your side causing you to yelp and jump back.

“Quhihit!” you said smacking his hand away and scooting back further into the couch.

“Stop stalling Y/N. I want to know.”

“You know, it’s such a beautiful day.” You said said standing up and inching towards the door. “Let’s not waste it inside.” you said before bolting out the door.

“YOU LITTLE SH-“ was all you heard as you ran down the hallway, out of the building and across the lot to the studio where they were currently filming. You knew you were safe in there for now because a lot of noise can’t be made while shooting and you knew Chris wouldn’t risk ruining a take.

Catching your breath, you quietly made your way through the set, giving a polite smile as you passed crew members and some of the cast.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want Chris to know you were crushing on little Tom, but you didn’t want everyone else knowing and risk Tom finding out. The last thing you wanted to deal with was a heartbreak of rejection. You didn’t expect that he even knew how you felt but you didn’t want to risk making things awkward between the two of you as you were slowly building a friendship.

Lost in your own thoughts, you felt someone rest their hand on your shoulder. Turning to see who it was, your face flushed when your eyes met with Tom’s.

“Oh! H-Hey Tom. How are you?” you asked trying to appear casual but your nerves were firing a mile a minute.

“Hey Y/N!” he said giving you a quick side hug. “What’s got you so out of breath?” he said with a laugh.

“Trying to hide from Evans.”

With a smirk and a playful nudge Tom asked “What did you do?”

Your cheeks flushing pink again you tried to play it off with a shrug. “He’s just driving me crazy. Nothing new.” you said with a small giggle.

“That sounds about right. I’ve got to get back to my trailer for some touch ups. Are you free tonight? We should finish shooting early today if you want to hang.” he said nervously playing with his hands trying not to show his own feelings. He was thankful you didn’t seem to notice.

You nodded with a shy smile. “Yeah I’d like that. Just text me when you’re done. I’ve got some more work to do with my aunt for Chris’ upcoming schedule but I should be done shortly after you guys wrap for the day.”

“Great!” Tom said giving you a hug. You took a breath in, enjoying his scent and his arms wrapped around you before reluctantly letting go. “See ya later!”

You smiled to yourself while you walked away, lost in your own world. Turning the corner your eyes widened when you saw Chris heading in your direction talking with Sebastian. Cursing to yourself hoping neither of them saw you, you put your head down and tried ducking into one of the storage rooms only to catch Chris’ eye at the last second.

With a twinkle in his eye he marched towards you, which never ended well for you. You cursed under your breath as you plastered a fake smile on your face.

“Heeeeey guys.” you said giving them a small wave. “How’s it going?”

With a mischievous smile as he approached you, Chris stopped in front of you with his hands on his hips. “You ran away from me before answering my question. You’ve been running from me all day. Hiding something?”

Sebastian looked between the two of you confused. “What question?”

Chris turned to him with a smirk. “Y/N has a crush on someone we work with.”

Sebastian’s eyes flickered over to you, now a mischievous smile on his face as well. You were so screwed.

“Who is it?!” he asked excitedly.

“That’s the problem man. She won’t tell me.” Chris said with a dramatic sigh.

“Well we’ll just have to make her talk.” Sebastian said with a wink.

“Exactly.” Chris said with a brief pause. “What I was thinking.”

Backing up and attempting to escape again, you put your hands up with a nervous giggle. “Guys. You know, it’s really not that big of a deal. I’m just gonna get back to work I’ll see you later!” you said turning on your heel.

Before you could make your escape though, Chris grabbed you and pulled you back against his chest.

A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest as he leaned down to your ear. “Not so fast. You’re not getting away this time.” He said before turning you to face him and leaning down to toss you over your shoulder.

“CHRIS!” you squealed hitting his back, which only mad him laugh. “Puhut mehe DOWN!”

Chris walked down the hall, and looked around for a place to put you down but a film studio doesn’t have a whole lot of open seating.

“Hmm. I guess here is a good spot.” he said placing you on the floor before pinning your arms down.

“Chrihis! Plehehease!” you said nervous giggles already bubbling in your throat. “What if you ruin a take?”

Chris smirked. “They’re not shooting at the moment. Which means fair game.” he said before shooting his hands into your sides and spidering up and down your rib cage.

“NAHAHA!!” you said kicking your legs on the floor, pushing at his hands.

“Woah dude. You weren’t kidding when you said she’s incredibly ticklish!” Sebastian said with a laugh watching you squirm under his co-stars hands.

“SEHEHEB! HEHEHELP!”

“Gladly.” he said before fluttering his fingers in your neck.

“NOHOHOHOT WHAT I MEHEHEANT!” you squealed throwing your head back in a hard belly laugh.

Sebastian chuckled. “You should really be more clear Y/N.”

“Ihihi mehehean’t hehehlp ME!” you shrieked as Chris continued spidering up and down your sides.

“But this is way more entertaining.” Sebastian said with a wink.

“Watch this Seb.” Chris laughed before shooting his hands under your arms. You arched your back as a scream of laughter that could probably be heard through the building, spilled from your mouth.

“IHIHIHI CAHAHAHN’T!” you shrieked with loud laughter. “IHI AHAM GOING TO DIHIHIE!”

“Oh that’s a bit dramatic Y/N.” Chris said with a chuckle. “Just tell us who you’re crushing on and this all stops.” he said tortuously wiggling his finger into each rib, your laugh raising several octaves.

“NEHEHEVER!”

“It’s like she’s asking for it.” Sebastian said with a laugh as he leaned down and started rapidly squeezing the sensitive muscle above your knee. “Come on Y/N. Fess up.”

“GUHUHUYS!!” you scream laughed, your laughter turning silent. You smacked both their arms, tapping out of the playful torture.

The two men chuckled as they lifted their hands, giving you a chance to breathe. Taking in deep, hungry breaths, sporadic bubbly giggles still lingering as you felt the ghost tickles all over your body.

“I hahate you bohoth.” you giggled, covering your face in embarrassment.

“That’s not true. You love us.” Chris said with a wink.

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. But you’re both still so mean.” you said sitting up and curling your legs to your chest with a shy smile. “It’s Tom.”

“Tom?” both men echoed before wide grins spread across their face. “AWWW!” they both said in unison.

You covered your face in embarrassment only to have Chris taser your sides, causing you to yelp with a hearty laugh and smack at hand.

“Noho mohore! I might actually pass out.”

Chris rolled his eyes with a smile. “You don’t have to be embarrassed Y/N. It’s adorable. Why don’t you talk to him?” he asked helping you stand to your feet.

You shrugged, looking between Sebastian and Chris. “Because I’m scared of being rejected. We’re just becoming friends and I don’t want to ruin that.”

“Well he’d be crazy not to. You’re a great person.” Sebastian chimed in wrapping you in a hug. “Plus, if he doesn’t we’ll kick his little spider ass.”

Giggling at his last statement you returned the hug. “Thanks Seb.”

“Now if you two are done torturing me, I actually need to get done work done for YOU.” you said poking Chris in the chest making him smirk at you. “Before meeting Tom to hang out.”

The two men wiggled their eyebrows at you, oooh-ing and ahhh-ing. Rolling your eyes and giving the two the middle finger jokingly causing them to gasp while you giggled as you walked away.

Once you turned the corner Sebastian turned to Chris.

“Should we have told her?” Sebastian asked.

“What? That Tom confided in me that he likes Y/N? Nah. Let the kids find out on their own. It’ll be more fun when they both finally realize they’re equally crushing on one another.”

Finishing up your work for the day, you texted your aunt that you were done.

Closing your laptop, and putting it away in the drawer, you grabbed your bag and headed out and down the hall, pulling out your phone to see a text waiting for you.

With a blushy smile, you headed home to get ready for the evening. You were excited for the evening ahead and unbeknownst to you, so was Tom.

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shadfanfic · 1 year ago

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hey

It’s been forever since I posted something in hereee!! , omg i miss everyone! How are you!? I love you!, i know I stayed quiet for wayyy too long but i got a job and i got super busy with college shit and stuff, I’m getting back tho! I promise at anytime now i might just post all of the sudden!

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HOW IS EVERYONE!? If u have any questions I’m more than ready to answer please let’s chat! 🤍🤍

#henry cavill tickle fic #daddy sebastian stan #daddy chris evans #daddy!bucky x little!reader #mcu tickle fic #avengers tickle fic #marvel tickle #tickle scenarios #sebastian stan fluff #daddy!stucky #HEY!#im alive!!

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shadow-says-hello · 1 year ago

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👏Sebastian👏stan👏is👏so👏handsome👏

#tickle community #tickling #tickle #sfw #marvel #mcu #Bucky Barnes #sebastian stan

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ticklefeels-for-seb · 2 years ago

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happy two years to this 🥰 still waiting for a blooper reel to see if anthony tickled seb lol

Best couple chemistry in MCU

#sebastian stan #anthony mackie #tickle #ticklish #tickling

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padfootagain · 1 year ago

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The Moustache

Hello! Today, we’re answering an anonymous request: “Helloooo! You see I woke up from my nap thinking about this… You see how Ben had a mustache in the cabinet of curiosities when he played old william? I don’t really know if it was fake or he had to grow it, but for the shake of this idea lets gonna pretend he had to grow it. I remember years ago reading a Sebastian Stan fic where he also had to grow the mustache for the I, Tonya film and reader be like “I’m not kissing you until you shave that thing off your face” and I thought it would be fun reading something like that Ben? If you’re down for it. Reader being playful and turning her face when he tries to kiss her or something like that🙈 I’m not really fan of guy’s with mustaches but I guess we always can make exceptions….”

I have no idea what the fanfic the anon is referring to, but the idea is absolutely adorable, so let’s goooo!

Thank you for your request, anon! I hope you enjoy your fic!

I hope you all like this cute little fic! Tell me what you think of it!

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Pairing: Ben Barnes x reader

Warnings: absolute fluffiness that will leave your teeth rotten

Summary: Ben needs to grow a moustache for his role in Guillermo del Toro’s Cabinet of Curiosity. You’re not a fan, although… perhaps you don’t hate it as much as pretend you do.

Word count: 1611

Ben Barnes’s Masterlist – Main Masterlist

You’ve never liked moustaches.

It’s simply not your thing. You don’t find it aesthetically pleasing, it tickles when you kiss…

Still, as Ben is getting ready to work for his next Netflix show and he has to grow a moustache… you don’t mind it that much.

You would be lying if you claimed that you didn’t prefer him with a full beard or a clean-shaven face, still… it must be Ben’s magic playing with your head cause you still find him dashing this morning, as you see him shaving his cheeks, shaping his moustache with care.

It’s rather late in the morning, but it’s Sunday and you both enjoy these days slow-paced and lazy, filled with blankets, cuddles and cups of tea.

You have lingered in bed for a long while with Ben this morning, taking your time to wake up under his kisses, holding onto him tight as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. The sun was fully risen when you summoned enough strength to get up and prepare a breakfast for two, Ben making his famous pancakes and you cutting fruits and preparing your favourite beverages and stealing touches as you walked by him.

Now, you’re coming out of the shower that you shared with Ben. The habit domestic and loving, of hands running through hair, and palms massaging tired shoulders, and fingers rubbing soft caresses as well as soap on the other’s skin.

Ben’s hair is still a wet mess, dark strands falling before his eyes. He’s wearing nothing but a towel hanging low on his hips, and you can’t help but stare at him as he gets ready.

You put on your underwear while stealing glances, but Ben is too focused to notice the way you gawk at him, admiring the few droplets lingering over the small of his back and along his spine.

He frowns after a while though, staring at his own reflection scrunching his nose in focus.

He turns to you, a slight tilt of the head as he asks you a question.

“Did I make my moustache even? I can’t tell anymore, I’ve been staring at it for too long…”

You chuckle at that, but examine his work all the same, taking the scissors he offers to make the shape perfect.

“Will no one make sure you’ve done a good job on set anyway?”

“At make-up? Of course. But I still have to live for a whole week without any professional help and still try my best to not look ridiculous.”

“But you have my help!” you chime.

“Yeah… that’s what I’m saying.”

You swat his upper arm playfully as you protest, making him laugh.

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding!”

“You shouldn’t play that game with me when I’m holding the scissors. The fate of your facial hair is in my hands, after all.”

He fakes fear, in a not-so-convincing way, especially for a talented actor…

“Please, have mercy, don’t take it out on the moustache!”

“Stop talking, you’re moving your lips.”

“Sorry.”

It’s quiet for a few minutes while you shape his moustache the best you can, and you have a proud smile as you put down the scissors.

“Done! Look! What do you think?”

He smiles as he looks at his reflection once more.

“Quite good! Well done!” Ben leans to give you a kiss, but he frowns hard when you scrunch your nose as you pull away.

“This thing tickles. When are you getting rid of it?”

He laughs at that.

“In a couple of months, I would say.”

“Two months?! Wow… that’s a lot…”

“You hate it that much?”

His tone is playful still, and yet you don’t fail to recognize the hesitation in his gaze.

You roll your eyes.

“You’re always gorgeous, baby,” you reassure him, and it earns you a bright grin.

“But?” he adds, raising a brow.

“But… I’m not a fan of the moustache.”

“Really?” he asks, touching the hair above his lip. “I thought it gave me some… mature charm.”

“You don’t need a moustache to look mature.”

“Are you implying that I’m old?”

“Of course!”

“Hey!”

You can’t refrain your laughter this time, shaking your head at the outrage in his eyes.

“No, you’re not old! Besides, you’re aging gracefully.”

“Getting better, like a fine wine?” he teases, and you nod.

“Absolutely.”

“So, if I wanted to keep my moustache after the movie was done…?”

“Well, you’re free to do whatever you want with your facial hair,” you answer cautiously.

“But you won’t like it.”

You know he’s teasing, not being truly serious.

“I might refuse to kiss you as often as I do now.”

He looks at you with shock, a hand on his heart.

“That would be awfully cruel of you, love!”

“But it tickles! And it’s…”

You merely shake your head.

“Actually, I’m not sure I want to kiss you anymore, now that you have that thing on your face,” you tease him, and Ben knows what you’re doing. He still plays along, gasping.

“No kisses! That would be too cruel. Besides, we both know you wouldn’t hold for more than five minutes! You love my kisses too much for that.”

As if to prove a point, he drops a couple of pecks on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you to pull you close. When you feel him tugging at the clasp of your bra, you pull away though.

“Is that a challenge? Cause I can totally resist the urge of kissing you for a whole day. Especially when you’re sporting that thing.”

“Thing? It’s not alive, you know?”

“Are you sure?”

You both laugh at that while you put on a shirt and some jeans, and Ben gets dressed as well.

“I bet you can last an hour, and then you’ll give up and come cuddle and steal kisses,” he challenges you, and you raise an eyebrow, meeting his confident gaze.

“You think you’re this charming, huh?”

“I am. To you, at least.”

“Cocky!”

He rolls his eyes, but when he answers, the words are more genuine, less playful.

“I simply assume that you’re as obsessed with me as I am with you.”

You grin at that, and you lean to kiss him, before you remember his challenge. You shake yourself out of your urge, and narrow your eyes at him.

“Hmmm… Almost fell for this one,” you admit, making him laugh.

“You would have held on for a grand thirty seconds, then. That would have been a record, you’re all over me all the time when we’re alone.”

“That’s not true!”

“Yes, it is. And I’m all over you as well, and I like it that way.”

It’s his time to lean closer, but you turn your head away, his lips landing on your cheek instead of your lips, making you giggle as he gives you a big smooch anyway.

“No! No kisses!”

You both laugh at that as you walk out of the bathroom.

It turns out it’s easy to last for an hour without kissing him, because Ben spends some time working and you spend some time reading. Even if you’ve both settled in the living room, you’re both busy with your own tasks, and merely hold hands from time to time.

The real struggle comes after this quiet time, when Ben starts seriously losing focus and sets himself on a cuddling mission, lying down and resting his head on your laps so you can run your fingers through his dark hair. He heaves a content sigh at the feeling.

But the moment lasts just a few minutes as Ben grows restless and is soon playing with your hand, then lifting the hem of your shirt to kiss your stomach.

“Stop! It tickles!” you complain in a laughter you can’t hold back, pushing him off of you and almost making him fall off the couch.

He rolls his eyes.

“I usually have a beard and you’re perfectly fine with that!”

“But it doesn’t feel the same.”

He gives you a look and scoffs.

“You’re being dramatic.”

“And you’re irritating.”

He scrunches his nose, moving his moustache in the process, and you can’t help but laugh at him for it. It earns you another dramatic eye-roll.

“Come on, I want kisses,” he complains, leaning closer, but you turn away, laughing.

“No! No kisses while you have that moustache!”

“I’ll have it for two months, you can’t hold that promise, love.”

“I can! I will!”

But Ben grows annoyed now, because, after all, he does want his kisses. His tone is less humorous when he speaks again.

“Love, please. Darling, I want to kiss you. I’m not joking now.”

You pout.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

You nod, and he smiles again as he leans closer…

…for his lips to meet the cover of your book.

You explode in laughter, and if he didn’t love this sound so much, he would be mad at you right now.

“You’re so cruel…”

But you take his face in your hands in a tender hold, and he can’t keep scowling.

“Sorry, baby. That’s enough teasing. And I need more than you having a stupid moustache to not want to kiss you anymore.”

“Good to know.”

And you yield. You kiss him, forgetting about this challenge of his, and it’s worth it. Despite the moustache, you adore his kisses more than anything in this world.

He chuckles against your lips as you melt into his arms.

“So much for holding on for a whole day…”

“You were getting too needy and moody.”

“Was not.”

“Was too.”

“Let me kiss you again…”

You smile, nodding, bumping your nose into his in the process.

“Please, do.”

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#ben barnes #ben barnes x reader #ben barnes x y/n #ben barnes x you #ben barnes fanfiction #ben barnes imagine #ben barnes fanfic #ben barnes oneshot #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #oneshot

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sarahowritesostucky · 5 months ago

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📖"I Prefer Girls Who're Not Afraid to Cry"

That’s what Chris does - he worries. He worries that someday someone will catch on to what they do, what they’ve been doing for years. That someday, someone will be in the wrong place at the wrong time, with the wrong intentions, and snap a picture of something that can’t be explained away as an interaction between friends and costars.

Rated: Mature

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Chris Evans (Sebastian x ofc)

Word Count: 4439

Tags: light dom/sub, dom Sebastian Stan, Sub Chris Evans, slight internalized homophobia, secret relationship, discussions of threesomes and polyamory, flirting, touching through clothes, teasing

Summary: Sebastian and Chris reconnect to discuss the possibility of sharing a woman and living their life in the open.

A.N.: this isn't shading Alba at all. It was written when Chris had just barely started to date her.

📖"I Prefer Girls Who're Not Afraid to Cry"

Part one highly recommended to be read first!

Sebastian’s in the middle of taking a dump when he hears his phone out in the kitchen. “Ah, crap.”

(Literally.)

But then the familiar ringtone registers, and he calms down, knowing that he’s not missing an important business call from his agent or some director. He craps in peace.

He brews himself another coffee and takes it into the livingroom, sinking down on his couch with a happy sigh. He checks his phone. There’s a text from Bo already. He’d stuck her in a town car not thirty minutes ago, with a kiss and a murmured command of, “Let me know when you’re home safe.”

Given her proclivity for being a good girl, Sebastian is unsurprised to find her sweet and adorably obedient: “Safe and sound. Last night was amazing 😘😊,” waiting in their text thread.

"Good girl," he murmurs. He's still smiling over her, as he pulls up the last call received and taps the screen to call him back.

He picks up on the second ring. “Hey.” He sounds breathless over the line, must be working out. There’s some new project he’s signed on for, some historical drama with shirtless scenes.

“Hey,” Sebastian says. “You busy? I can call back.”

“No, no, it’s fine. Hang on.” There’s movement on the other end of the line, and a few seconds later it sounds like his face is pressed more firmly to the receiver. He’s settled somewhere, and his breath isn’t labored anymore.

“Are you still in the city?”

“Yeah. They’ve got three still in the running for the female lead, want me to do chemistry reads to narrow it down. Casting needs me for another few days." There's a pause. "... I thought I might stay a bit longer, though. See the sights.”

Sebastian hums, pleased. “You should.” In the distant background, he thinks he can hear weight plates being moved around. “Are you ... are you actually at a gym?”

His sigh crackles over the line, displeased. “The fifty-third street Equinox.”

“Wow.” Sebastian snickers. “And look: you’ve survived!”

“Don’t jinx it. Nobody’s bothered me. Yet.”

Sebastian still laughs about it. He doesn’t mind public gyms himself, but then again, he’s much more of a showoff (and not nearly as famous). “Do you want to go to lunch?” he asks, eyes slipping closed, digging his skull back into the couch cushion. “I’ve got something I want to talk to you about.”

“Sorry, can’t. I’ve got meetings all afternoon.”

“Pfff. 'Course.” There goes Sebastian's excuse for skipping his own workout. He pokes at his abs. “I need to go for a run.”

Over the line, there’s the sound of water being gulped, and then a hopeful, “Dinner though?”

“Sure. Where?”

“Well, I was thinking that dark place. Georgie’s?”

Sebastian bites his lip, tickled at what he knows that means. Georgia’s is an obscenely expensive and very private Italian joint. It’s got dark corners, discreet staff, and cozy leather booths. … And it’s less than two blocks from Sebastian’s building. Still, he pretends to complain, teasing, “You don’t ask for much, do ya, Evans?”

Chris chuckles lowly, and the sound goes straight to Sebastian’s cock. “What, you think I’m easy, Stan?”

“I know you are.”

“Gotta make you work for it. I want you to wine and dine me.”

That’s not all you want me to do, Sebastian thinks. “I think I can manage that. Dessert after?"

"Always."

That low voice, purred into the receiver, is enough to have Sebastian's cock pulsing in interest. He sinks lower on the couch, right hand roaming over his leg, up to the crease of his inner thigh. “Eight o’clock?” he asks, cupping himself. Maybe he’ll jerk off before he runs.

“You damn Europeans and your middle of the night dinner times.”

“Shut up and come get cultured,” he says, throwing on an accent thicker than any he’s naturally spoken with in decades. It makes Chris giggle, which lights Sebastian up. “Seven,” he concedes, and Chris agrees. Neither one of them mentions the fact that they're going to wind up back at Sebastian’s place, after; that 'dessert' is just a euphemism for what they get up to together once they're alone. Sebastian all but confirms it when he says, “You can stay?”

“Yeah. The night.”

“The week,” he corrects.

Chris stays silent, and Sebastian can practically hear him worrying. “Well … I’ve got all my luggage, though.”

“So? Bring it.”

“Production’s put me up at the Conrad …”

Sebastian rolls his eyes. “You gonna turn me down for the friggin' Conrad? Naw. Check out of your hotel, bring your luggage here. I don’t get to see you enough. I miss you.”

“Seb,” Chris says, sounding tempted, but wary. “What if somebody—”

“You haven’t been doing press, so nobody knows you’re in town. Come on. Have you even seen cameras?”

“... No,” he admits, still sounding worried. But that’s what Chris does: he worries. He worries that someday someone will catch on to what they do, what they’ve been doing, off and on, for years. That someday, someone will be in the wrong place at the wrong time, with the wrong intentions, and snap a picture of something that can’t be explained away as an interaction between friends and costars. Last year, Chris' agent had sat him down and said something to him about it.

But Sebastian just calmly commands him again, “Come stay with me. It’ll be fine.”

“... Okay.”

His heart melts at the give in Chris’ voice, the trust. He’s a bit like Bohdana, in that regard. Sometimes Chris just needs to let it all go and let somebody else be in charge for a little while. And Sebastian knows how hard it is for him to do that, knows what it means, that Chris lets him be the one he surrenders to. “Hey,” he says fondly. “Be brave, little toaster. I’ll see you tonight.”

Chris snorts, Sebastian hums, and they end the call that way. Sebastian closes his eyes and sips the rest of his coffee with his hand still on his dick, feeling peaceful, considering jacking off. It’s probably nearing noon by now. He should go get his workout over with, but he isn’t in the mood to rush, too wrapped up in his thoughts about Chris. And Bo.

He’d bid her farewell slowly and lazily. She’d been so sweet in his bed that morning, all mussed hair and shy smiles and soft curves. Sebastian had thoroughly enjoyed the gentle, intimate process of kissing her awake and cuddling her between the sheets, speaking in decibels only used by lovers, reassuring her that she was perfect and that what they’d done was good, and right, that he wasn’t going to discard her now that he'd had her—all things that he'd known she needed to hear.

It’s been a long time since Sebastian’s been with a woman so beautifully needy. Bo’s no virgin. He can see that she clearly knows what she likes. But there’s a virginal quality to her that tells Sebastian she’s obviously never been treated right by a man, and she’s never been handled by one at all. That doesn’t make him mad or indignant on her behalf. Rather, it excites him.

Excites him, because that means he gets to be her first in more ways than one. He’s thinking about the sight of her laid out on his bed and whimpering so sweetly, as he slips his hand under the waistband of his pajama pants. He plays with his dick lightly, getting harder, remembering his time with Bohdana last night and imagining how it would’ve been if Chris had been there with them.

Would he just want to watch, that first time? Sebastian thinks maybe he would. Chris is hesitant sometimes. He’s careful, mindful of other people’s judgements and expectations, mindful of himself. If Bo wasn’t overtly, aggressively sexual with him right out of the gate (which she likely wouldn’t be), then Sebastian knows Chris would move to the side, sit in a chair and watch, eventually touching himself while Sebastian took Bo apart on the bed.

He jerks off to the fantasy, picturing something very close to what really happened last night. Only in this version, some of his attention would be on Chris, too; glancing over at him while his hand is between Bo’s legs, smirking and tossing her panties his way, looking straight at him as he fingers her to climax. Maybe he'd decide to eat her out and make her come that way, too. He knows he'd go over to Chris, then; kiss him with his face still messy, give him a taste of her. Oh, and he can just imagine the look Chris would get on his face, if Seb could make her squirt in front of him. Fuck, he thinks, he could even drag Chris over and make him watch up close. He could teach him.

He comes with a low grunt, most of the mess contained inside his pajama pants. He pulls them off and wipes himself with a sated sigh, then goes to chuck them in the hamper. He starts the shower water running and shoots off a quick text to Don to see if he’s free for a run. Sebastian always pushes a little harder than he does when jogging alone. He hops in the shower, already in an excellent mood.

This thing with Chris, this “thing” that they don’t put a name to, has been going on for a long time. Sometimes Sebastian forgets just how long. (How many years ago were they shooting Winter Soldier? Ten? Jesus, they’re getting old.)

Ten years since that first kiss: middle of August in a trailer in Atlanta, boiling temperatures, boiling tensions, and Chris shoving him away with a “What the fuck man? I’m not gay!”

Eight years since that second kiss: another trailer, a better kiss, this time with Sebastian so bulked up that he could easily wrestle Chris’ anger away.

Seven years since that first night: Salt Lake Comic Con, Chris busting into his hotel room, drunk and belligerent and falling to his knees to suck him off.

Yeah, Sebastian thinks, it’d turned into a regular thing after Salt Lake. So, seven. Seven years of fitting in moments together. Between cities, movies, relationships, the demands of friends and fans and family. Using their phones when the months upon months of separation pile up—texting the safe stuff and snapchatting the not so safe stuff. Missing each other but never admitting it, and certainly never saying I Love You. They live two separate lives, lives that don’t have space for them to make their “thing” any more than it is. Certainly not a relationship.

Sexuality’s a spectrum, and he and Chris each have their place somewhere on it. Sebastian knows they both fall way closer to the straight end of that spectrum than most men who’re sleeping with other men do, but not far enough to not warrant caution. Because being gay isn’t conducive to what they do for a living.

Oh, Hollywood is very accepting of those things socially, but the fastest way to kill a career as a leading man in film is to announce that you’re into dick. Roles dry up fast once you’re openly gay. It’s not homophobia, it’s marketing. No director is going to cast a guy for a blockbuster role if the audience can’t buy him as straight. Action, romance, and even in most drama films; sex is what’s being sold. Straight sex, to straight people, and a leading man is the main product. Women need to be able to picture themselves with him, men need to be able to picture themselves as him. That’s the business.

It’s something both Sebastian and Chris have had to come to grips with. Girlfriends but not wives are always encouraged. Hell, Chris’ agent even sets him up on the occasional date. Emily is a little more hands off with Sebastian, thank goodness. But she's made comments in the past about all the gay roles he’s taken on in his work— “One is fine, two starts to look suspicious, three’s a pattern," has been sure to let him know that he’d better be visibly pursuing women in the meanwhile. So he’s gotten into the habit of dating models. It’s helped to increase his sex appeal and cement him as a desirable lead for films, or so says Emily. Sebastian gets it, but it’s still annoying to hear his manager talk it up with such importance. He likes to think he gets roles because he’s a good actor. Imagine that.

He can’t even remember how many times Chris used to call him, back in the early days, upset and saying that they needed to stop doing what they were doing. An … interpretable picture had come out that showed the two of them embracing at a party. Now they’re careful. They’ve crafted a narrative and fed the media enough to ensure that they’re depicted as best friends, born from over a decade spent making movies together. Magazines print it, YouTube has compilation videos of it. No other pictures have ever come out.

Sebastian stands outside the restaurant and waits. He spots Chris coming down the sidewalk and smiles widely. They haven’t seen each other in months. Chris’ beard is gone.

“Hey.”

He can’t pull him in and kiss him like he wants to. He keeps his hands shoved in his pockets as they greet each other warmly. “Should we go in?” Chris asks, eyes roving up and down Sebastian, taking him in. “You look good.”

“Look who’s talking, Mr. Sexiest Man Alive,” Sebastian says, because he knows it’ll make him blush. It does.

Chris’ cheeks get gloriously pink and he shoves Sebastian’s shoulder as they go through the restaurant’s doors, laughing and telling him to shut the fuck up. The hostess gets a little wide-eyed when she realizes who’s standing in front of her. Sebastian’s not sure she knows who he is, but she definitely recognizes Mr. 2022. She can’t peel her eyes from Chris, and she gets real smiley, real fast, leading them back to the darkest, most tucked away booth in the house when Chris winks at her and requests 'someplace private'. “Your server will be right with you,” she gushes, seeming almost hesitant to go back to her hostessing duties. It’s cute, and it gives Sebastian more fodder for teasing once she finally does retreat.

“Gonna miss the beard though,” he muses, looking Chris over. He looks younger without it, always does. They settle in and ask the server for their usual; a bottle of wine and every appetizer on the menu. Sebastian was on chicken breast protocol not too long ago, so it’s a relief to be ordering calamari and bread and snails soaked in butter. He talks about the muscle he’s been able to put back on since his last role, how he thinks the weight loss aged him and he’s considering Botox. Chris talks about the table reads he’s in town for and the film he’s been forcing himself into public gyms for. He votes No for Botox.

“Seventeen-seventies,” Sebastian muses, once their food has come and he’s fishing out an escargot from its shell. “So like, breeches and wigs? Big puffy shirts?” He smirks across the table. “I can just picture it.”

Chris shakes his head at him, but he’s smiling. He likes being teased by Sebastian, and Sebastian knows this. “I’m getting nervous about it,” he confides. “I have to do an accent, which you know is not my forte. Then there’s the sex scenes.”

Sebastian can sympathize. He’s also shit at accents (other than those from Soviet bloc countries), and he’s done plenty of nudity. Full frontal, even. There’s really no way to make it not awful. And sex scenes are even worse: A film crew staring at your asscheeks and a bandaid taped over your junk while you pretend to give it to some chick. Sebastian would rather scoot around Athens naked a dozen times before having to do imitation thrusts. “There’ll be an intimacy coordinator,” he tries to console. “Talk to them.”

“Eh, they’re for the women.”

“They’re for everybody,” Sebastian corrects. “I’ve had my dick out enough to know.”

“Yeah you have.”

He points his teeny escargot fork across the table, stern. “They’re not just for the women.”

Chris reaches for his wine. “Speaking of women,” he segues. Their table is very secluded and the surrounding area dark, so much so that personal conversation feels safe, tucked away as they are in their little corner. “I ah, I broke it off with Alba.”

Sebastian’s eyebrows raise. “Oh?” He’d forgotten her name, but knows who Chris is talking about. “Why?” he asks, trying not to let his enthusiasm show. “I thought you liked her.”

Chris shrugs, looking down about it. “I did. I do. She’s sweet, but she’s borderline Gen Z, you know? She made some comment about Titanic being a “vintage” movie. It was too much.”

Sebastian nods. He gets it. And even though he’s happy to hear he has Chris all to himself again, he’s also sorry for him, because he knows how much the other man wants love, wants a family. They’ve never talked about their futures with other people. It’s just been an unspoken assumption on both their parts that eventually they’ll end up married with kids, no longer able to accommodate their “thing.”

But that’s part of this new idea that’s been percolating in the back of Sebastian’s brain. It’s not concrete, just a possibility, but being with Bo has put the idea into his head that maybe he could have his cake and eat it too, and maybe so could Chris. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about,” he says, forcing himself to be bold. He meets Chris’ eyes. “Women, that is.”

“Oh yeah, how’d it go with that ah, that model you were seeing?” he asks, forced levity in his tone.

It makes Sebastian want to reach over and take his hand. Instead, he nudges their feet together under the table. “Hey.” He waits for Chris to meet his eyes again. “Bohdana,” he reminds gently. He hasn’t given Chris many details, but they have a policy of always telling each other about who they’re sleeping with. “She’s good. I really like her. She stayed over last night.”

Chris smiles. He’s trying. “That’s great, man.” He looks down again, sips his wine.

“Chris, look at me.”

He keeps his gaze on the table, focuses on choosing another few pieces from their various appetizers. “So, it’s getting serious?”

“Hey,” Sebastian says quietly, stern. “I told you to look at me.” Chris’ eyes snap up. Sebastian shakes his head. “It’s not serious. Not yet.”

“Oh?”

“Yet.” Beneath the table he slides his foot up, rubbing his ankle against Chris’. “She’s sweet,” he murmurs, holding his gaze. “Funny, gorgeous. Just wants a man to take care of her, though she tries not to let it show. And the way she responds to me is …” he trails off, letting the lack of words and his expression do the talking. He can see that Chris gets it. “And I think she wants kids. She’s said a few things in general conversation.”

Chris’ lips tick up. “Sounds like the whole package,” he says, thinking he’s hiding it well. But he’s as see-through as cellophane to Sebastian.

“Not quite. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” He waits, takes a sip or two of his wine before he delves into the idea that’s been taking shape in his mind. He tells him delicately, “I think you should meet her.”

Chris immediately makes a face. “Why?”

“Hear me out.” He knows this has the potential to be a hard sell. “I think you’ll like her. She’s very pretty, you know. Nice skin, brown hair and dark eyes, cute face, petite. Just like you like ‘em.”

Chris is chewing something in his mouth. He chews it round and round, staring, thinking. He swallows and guesses, “... You want a threesome?”

“No. More than that.” Beneath the table, Sebastian slips his loafer off. “I want you to meet her. I think you’ll really like her.”

A shiver visibly runs through Chris’ body when Sebastian’s foot has made it all the way up his thigh, to the apex of his legs. “I don’t know what secret code you think you’re speaking in here, Seb,”

“I want us to share her.”

“Jesus—That’s what I just said."

“Need me to help you with that attitude?” Sebastian purrs. Chris’s eyes widen minutely at the threat, then go heavy-lidded. Sebastian smiles. “Hm?”

“I don’t think, it’d be a good idea,” he says, every word clipped and measured, controlling himself. “I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off. And the way we look at each other? She’d know.”

“That’s the idea,” Sebastian counters, sly. “Chris: we both like women, we both want that life—a family, home, kids. And we want each other. We’ve been separating ourselves into these different pieces, but maybe we don’t have to. Why not do it together? All of it?” Understanding starts to dawn on Chris’ face, and Sebastian nods. “Yes. You and me, and her.”

Chris' lips work a few times, speechless. “You want—”

“I want us to share her. Sexually, romantically, domestically. A life. Together.”

It takes a long few moments. First Chris just blinks at him, and then he scoffs out a mean little laugh, masking his nerves. Sebastian waits. Chris lifts his wine glass and gulps half of it down. He sets it down a little too roughly on the table. “You’ve been on what, two dates with this girl? Have you floated this little plan by her?”

“Six dates. And no I haven’t, but I will. And I think she’ll say yes.”

He scoffs and drinks more wine. He’s acting angry, but Sebastian can see him thinking it over, afraid to get his hopes up. “What about you and me?” he says. “People would know that we’re together. It’s still the same problem.”

Sebastian holds up a finger. “Ah, not quite.”

“How do you figure?”

“First of all, we wouldn’t have to come out about it right away. One of us could go public with her as his girlfriend, and since you and I are best hetero buds, it still wouldn’t be anything unusual for the three of us to be seen together.” Underneath the table, he lifts his leg, using his socked foot to massage Chris’ thigh. “Nothing scandalous. Then, one day—maybe not for years and years, who knows?—but one day, we come out as a throuple.”

Chris’ eyebrows go sky high. “A ‘throuple’?” he repeats.

“That’s what the kids are calling it these days. Polyamory, it’s all the rage.”

The eyebrows come down, replaced by a scowl. “Oh Seb, come on. Be serious,” he groans. The sound cuts off, however, when Sebastian’s foot presses up warningly against his balls.

“I am being serious,” he coos, voice like velvet. “What about that plan doesn’t sound perfect to you?”

Chris licks his lips. “Well she’d have to agree to it.”

“She will.”

“You don't know that. And I haven’t even met her.”

“Actually, you have.” Sebastian grins, excited to reveal this last bit. “She told me about it: how you two ran into each other at the gym.” When he sees that Chris is still confused, he elaborates, “She stumbled into you while you were lifting? You sat her down and force fed her juice and crackers?”

Chris’ lips part as he puts two and two together. “It was a granola bar,” he says weakly, and Sebastian’s heart flares with fondness for him.

“I talked about you with her. Briefly. Told her how you were my best friend, how we're very close." Chris snorts. "And she told me about how she thought you were cute, flirted with you, even gave you her number. I think she felt guilty for the flirting. It was like she was confessing it to me: her lust for another man.” With lighter pressure, he slowly rubs his foot against the crotch of Chris’ pants. His eyes bore into him while he does it, smirking, holding him with his gaze. “You’re getting hard,” he whispers.

“Y-yeah.” Chris looks like he’s really considering Sebastian’s proposal now, the anxiety in his face slowly being replaced by interest, disbelief … and maybe hope. “This is crazy,” he breathes. “Seb ...”

“I know,” Sebastian soothes. “I know it is. But we could do it—have each other, and our woman, and a family. Everything. A certain amount of privacy can be bought, and you have the money for it. Nobody would know until we want them to know. And even then, there’d be no reason for people not to assume it’s a M/F/M arrangement, with that F firmly in between the M’s. He tilts his head and watches as Chris absorbs everything he's saying. Gently, he massages his foot over his dick. Chris shivers. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“... You really think we can pull that off?”

“We’ve crafted a narrative before,” he offers. It’s not like it’s hard. All they’d have to do is act the part when they’re in public, call the paps on themselves when it’s convenient—both things they’ve already been doing for years. “So what do you say? You want to give it a try, come over and meet her one night? Feel her out?”

Chris has a brightness in his eyes as he thinks it through, and soon a smile sparks—hesitant at first, but growing. Under the table, his hand curls over the top of Sebastian’s foot and gives a squeeze, pressing it firmer against his erection. Sebastian moans quietly. Then, to his utter joy, Chris nods and says, “Let’s do it.”

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valiantphantomangel · 11 months ago

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A/n: this is my delayed Christmas gift to you all, I hope you enjoy and a happy new year 🎊 🫶.

New years shenanigans

"Y/N get out of bed, the fireworks are about to start!" Robert yelled from downstairs and you groan before pulling a pillow over your head to silence the shouting.

You and the marvel cast were invited by RDJ to spend the night at his mansion to celebrate the New Year and watch the fireworks since his mansion looked over the city.

But you being you, got tired and decided to take a nap (over sleeping and not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed) and now it was almost midnight when the fireworks would start.

"I swear to god come down now or me, Hiddleston and Evans will come and drag you down!"

"But this bed is so warm" you whined softly as you snuggled further under the blankets.

"Alright that's it" Robert yelled and you heard 3 pairs of footsteps coming upstairs, you squealed and quickly pulled the blankets over your head to hide before the door was opened.

You heard them coming closer before Tom Hiddleston ripped your blanket off and tackled you onto the bed as you tried to run away.

"Now that's not very polite Little Dove" Tom mused as Chris Evans pulled your arms over your head and Robert took your feet in a chokehold to keep them still.

"SorRYHAHHAHAHA" i burst out laughing as Tom suddenly digged into my ribs.

"What did you say? I couldn't quite hear you there, did you hear her Evans"? Robert said with a grin as he traced your soles.

"Nope I didn't understand a thing" Chris grinned and tickled your neck softly.

"GHAHAHHHA YOU JERK'SHAHHAHAHAH"!

They all faux gasped and you knew you were done for, all of them went full in on your death spots.

It. Was. Torture.

Your scream of laughter went through the mansion as you trashed around, your face red from all the laughing.

"Are you going to come out of bed now?" Tom asked with a smirk as he looked down at you.

"YESHAHHAHAHA"!

"You promise?"

"I PROMISEHIHIHIHIHIHI"!

They let you go and you immediately curled up into a ball "i hate you guys" you mutter with some soft giggles as the ghost tickles slowly went away.

"You love us, now come on or we are gonna be late for the fireworks" Chris smiled and pulled you to your feet.

You all rushed downstairs to the rest of the cast who stood outside, counting down the last seconds of 2023.

"They got you too huh"? Scarlet asked as she wrapped her arm around your shoulders.

"Yeah" you said with a soft chuckle.

"Those three are a serious pain sometimes" Sebastian said as he stood next to you.

"Oh you love us" Chris grinned as he punched Sebastian shoulder and quickly stood next to Hemsworth for protection as Seb looked at him daringly.

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR"!!

You all hugged each other as the sky littered with fireworks, illuminating the night's sky.

And as you stood there, in the arms of people who truly loved you, you couldn't believe how lucky you are.

The marvel cast is a family and you were honored to be part of it.

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sebastiansluts · 10 months ago

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hi, I know ur not taking requests rn but hopefully you’ll at least give this a chance?

I’m just feeling really low and sad this week because stuff with my bio dad and icky trauma feelings and also trying to navigate being an adult on my own and not doing a super good job at it :(

It just makes me really wanna come home to seb and have him tell me I’m not doing a bad job and that even tho I’m 23 I’m not doing that bad and idk I just wanna feel his strong arms make me feel better with big bear hugs and have him kiss all over my face and giggle because his beard tickles :( other stuff that’s comfy and soft like that but idk I’m just really sad and yucky feeling rn

Sorry you're feeling yucky love, and that this is so late- hopefully it still helps <3

Sebastian Stan x Reader; really just fluff, kisses, hugs, praise,

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

“Hey baby, you’re home,” Sebastian said warmly from where he sat on the couch. You stood in the middle of the room, hesitating, and he frowned. “Come here, sweetheart, it’s okay.”

You sighed, walking towards him and sitting next to him on the couch, letting him pull you into his side.

“What’s going on, sweetheart? You know you can tell me anything,” Sebastian said, tucking you under his chin and swinging your legs over so you were sitting on his lap.

“I just…I feel like I’m doing everything wrong, that I’m doing a bad job at everything, and it’s all my fault,” you said quickly, trying to get it all out in a rush.

Sebastian immediately wrapped you up in his arms, a tight bear hug that lasted for minutes. He rocked you back and forth, humming softly, and you realized that tears had slowly been leaking out of your eyes, wetting his neck and shirt. You tried to sit up, to apologize, but he held you back, shaking his head.

“You’re fine, sweetheart. You’re more than fine, you’re amazing, you know that? No, I don’t suppose you do right now. But baby, you’re doing such a great job, especially for someone who’s only twenty three, and I’m so proud of you.”

You were hiding your face in Sebastian’s neck, secretly loving and craving his praise, but he tucked his head down and kissed your pink cheek, beard scratching lightly and making you smile.

“There’s my girl, there’s that smile I’ve been waiting to see,” Sebastian said, grinning down at you. “What, is my beard making you ticklish? Is it my kisses? Hmm?” he asked as he pressed more kisses to your face, beard tickling you more and more until finally you giggled.

Sebastian pulled back, smiling so wide his eyes crinkled, and you giggled again, pressing your face into his chest, smile wide. “I love you Seb,” you whispered, and his arms tightened around you, making you feel safe and secure.

“I love you so much sweetheart,” he replied, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, breathing in deeply as he sat back in his seat, bringing you with him. “Should we watch some old tv? Let’s see what’s on today.”

You and Sebastian spent the next hour watching retro tv, laughing at the silly plots and goofy characters. Afterwards, he helped you in the kitchen making cookies, although he was more of a hindrance than a help. He somehow ended up with flour all over his hands and face, handprints down his clothes, and his once dark hair was now stark white.

You were laughing so hard you were crying, holding onto the counter for support as Sebastian just stared at you, still not sure how he got so covered. You dusted him off, then he helped you clean up all the flour somehow covering every surface of the room. Cookies baked, you took them out, and ate enough to get a stomachache, Sebastian carrying you upstairs to the bedroom, laying down with you and napping.

#rose writes #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x y/n #no y/n #no smut

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random-imaginess · 11 months ago

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In a writing mood but also super tired so we'll see how this process goes. If you have any requests, please feel free to send them in!! I will try and post some of the ones that I've been working on in the mean time! My current muses are (BUT THESE ARE NOT LIMITED TO WHO I WILL WRITE FOR. If there's someone you want that isn't listed, add them in!) : Sebastian Stan Eli Goldsworthy Kit Connor Tom Hiddleston Daryl Dixon

If you want to add any prompts to it you absolutely can. I will also link some old prompt lists that I have and you can take a look at those and see if any tickle your fancy. I've kind of been in the mood for some angst but it's also officially winter so if you want some cute fluffy stuff I may be in the mood for that as well! But as always, anything is open!! Just specify which prompt list it's from and which number!

Prompt List 1 Prompt list 2 Prompt list 3 Prompt list 4

#sebastian stan imagines #sebastian stan x reader #bucky barnes imagines #eli goldsworthy imagines #eli goldsworthy x reader #kit connor imagines #kit connor x reader #tom hiddleston imagines #tom hiddleston x reader #daryl dixon imagines #daryl dixon x reader

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alyswritings · 2 years ago

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Hi love hope you are doing well and this is my first request something so could I request a Sebastian Stan x toddler daughter reader where she goes to the endgame premiere with Sebastian and she gets asked who her favorite avengers is and she said spider man

Y/N holds Sebastian's hand as he walks around the red carpet, talking with some of his co-stars. He keeps a tight grip on her hand as he leads her around the crowded area.

He goes up to an interviewer, keeping Y/N with him, though she's slightly hiding behind his leg. A little bit into the interview, the interviewer addresses his daughter.

"And who is this little cutie?" The woman asks, sending the girl a kind smile.

"This is my daughter, Y/N." Sebastian says.

"Hi." Y/N quietly says, still sticking close to her father.

"Who's your favorite Avenger, Y/N?" The woman asks before holding the microphone out to her.

"Spider-Man." Y/N answers.

"Spider-Man?!" Sebastian asks. "Spider-Man? It's not daddy?"

"No." She giggles.

"What?" He asks, tickling her side making her laugh more. "Why is it Spider-Man?"

"He's cute and funny." Y/N says.

"Oh, God." Sebastian groans. "No dating until you're 40, though."

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan blurb

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shadow-says-hello · 2 years ago

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Tickle fight with Bucky Barnes?

I came up with these myself and tried to make them ‘realistic’

Getting into a tickle fight with Bucky (platonically) Headcanons

Aww look how cute

-has to have teasing, I think he’d be really good at

-bucky has an interest in making you laugh till you cry

-he does it as revenge

-and probably because he likes hearing you laugh

-he pins both your arms above your head with his metal hand and it’s too hard to get your hands out of his vibranium grasp

-he’s going to remember all your spots

-him and Steve got into tickle fights a lot, usually buck was in the lead

-he blows absolute killer raspberries while rubbing his beard into your stomach which must tickle like hell

but if this is a tickle FIGHT, then what would happen if you fought back?

-bucky would not be a very easy target but if you manage to squeeze his sides or something he will laugh

-he might find it fun? Depends?

-he was tickled by Steve a lot as I mentioned above, hydra made him miss out on a lot of tickling

-he has really ticklish armpits, feel free to canon the metal one being ticklish

-teasing breaks him!

-also I think he’s a bit ruthless HEHEHhHE

😀

#tickle community #tickling #ehe #tickle #bucky #bucky barnes #bucky barnes tickle headcanons #bucky tickle headcanons #mcu #marvel #bucky imagine #sebastian stan

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sebsgirl71479 · 2 years ago

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Shoot your Shot the Trilogy

Sebastian Stan x Curvy Actress Reader

Word count: 2,815k

A/N: I had a request for a lovely reader for a continuation of this mini series so here it is @ozwriterchick thank you for the idea.

Warnings: Fluff, cussing, sexual themes 18+ no minors tiny bit of smut (I’m getting better lol)

It was the morning after the best night of your life. You woke up and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was only 7am but you felt amazing. All of a sudden you felt Sebastian playing with your left hand. You looked down and he was fiddling with your engagement ring. With a big smile on your face you turned over to face him. He was already looking at you with an equally big smile.

“Good morning my beautiful fiance, did you sleep well?” “Yes, Dragostea mea (my love) probably the best sleep I've had in a while and it's all because of you.” Sebastian rolls on top of you and starts kissing you all over making you giggle. His now long hair tickling your neck, you love his new hair gives you something to hold on to. When he starts sucking and biting your neck and shoulder you let out a soft moan and he starts grinding his hard cock into the apex of your body.

“Hmmm Seb baby I really want to finish this but I have to pee. I'm sorry.” “Ugh, okay but as soon as you're done we are finishing this in the shower.” “Sounds like a plan to me.” After a very long and steamy shower you both get out and get dressed for the day. You settle on a cute sweater dress and long knee high socks since it's still a bit chilly in California. Sebastian loves it when you wear those socks, it gets him all riled up but he's trying to control himself. It's a lazy day for the two of you so you head into the kitchen to make coffee, while Sebastian gets things out of the fridge for breakfast. After eating your breakfast, you and Sebastian go finish your coffee on the back porch looking out onto the LA skyline. With your head laying on his shoulder you feel content, safe, happy, something you never thought you would ever have.

“Baby I don't want to pack my stuff back up to stay at my place. How about we stay here the rest of the time we are here and I can just go check on my condo if I need to?” “You know what I like the sound of that. Besides, I want to stay in this happy bubble of ours for as long as we can.” “Oh my gosh! Seb how are we going to handle the critics choice awards? They're gonna notice the ring.” You both turn and look back out to the city thinking of how to navigate the red carpet. All of a sudden Sebastain turns to you with a sly smile. “Draga mea (my dear) I want the whole world to know you are mine forever and what better way then to show everyone on the carpet. What do you say?” He takes your hand and kisses your ring finger with so much adoration in his eyes it makes you want to cry. “Let's do it. Watching everyone freak out will be the best thing to see.”

He laughs at your excitement and takes out his phone to call his manager to let her know the good news and that they will show off the ring while walking the red carpet. But just so they don't have to answer the same questions multiple times he told her he won't be doing any on camera interviews so they can just enjoy the moment. When he comes back he extends his hand to you and you place your hand in his and brings you into his waiting arms. You both head back into the house and head to the living room to watch tv and waste the day away. You end up catching a marathon of Friends for a few hours. Thinking back to the Variety interview he did with Jennifer Aniston he really is a little bit like chandler like he said. You start to giggle thinking about it, this catches Sebastian's attention.

“Angel what's got you laughing so much, it's just a commercial?”

“I was just thinking about when you did your interview with jennifer last year and watching friends you really are chandler.” You can't stop laughing now. Sebastian starts to laugh and hides his face in your hair feeling a little embarrassed but not to where it's bad. He inhales your scent from the shampoo you used and he knows that he is home, your his home. He can't wait to marry you. After watching your marathon. You both fell asleep on the couch, Sebastian lying lengthwise with you laying on top of him. When you first did that you were worried your weight was too much for him but he told you he loved it and to never feel any less about yourself. Sebastian showing you how cherished you were was one of the reasons you first fell in love with him.

You never realized 4 days could go so quickly when you and Sebastain are so wrapped up in your engagement bubble. You both woke up a little later than expected on Sunday morning but it was good which meant you were not rushing to get ready for the awards by 4m. You had to push Sebastain out of the bathroom so you could take a proper shower without distractions. It took a good 10 minutes or so to finally get him out with the promise of a mind blowing BJ when you finished. That made him look at you with such lust in his eyes he couldn't hide his hard cock poking from his sweats. You went up to him and placed your hands in his hair and pulled him lightly to you in a passionate kiss. Sliding your tongue into his mouth you heard him moan and that gave you the go ahead to slide your hands down his back to grab his ass a little. That made him kiss you harder and then you brought your hands to graze his erection and give a little tug. A few seconds later you broke the kiss both of you panting and heaving chests.

“You baby, you are a very bad girl, you better get in that shower before I won't let you and we skip the show.” “Yes sir as you wish.” With a wink over your shoulder you start to take your robe off and just before it reaches your hips you close the door on him and he lets out a frustrated groan. “I LOVE YOU!” He yells through the door. With a bit of a giggle you yell back just as loud because of how loud the shower is. “I LOVE YOU TOO SEB!” You took your time in the shower making sure you did a whole body sugar scrub to have that glowing skin and did a little trim job where it needed it. You couldn't do that with Sebastian in the shower no way. Once you got out of the shower you dried off and started with your face creams and the perfect body lotion that smelled like roses and bergamot. You left your hair in the towel since the hairstylist was coming soon to style your hair.

You slipped on your robe and left the bathroom to see a pouty Sebastian sitting at the end of the bed. He gave you those beautiful blue eyes that make you weak in the knees and jutted out his bottom lip. “Hey there handsome, why the long face, did you miss me that much?” Sebastian just nodded his head and gave you his hand. You walked over to him and stood between his legs. You looked down at him and he was just admiring you as he rubbed the outside of your thighs. You bent down to give him a peck on the lips while also slowly kneeling on the floor in front of him. You both didn't say a word, you didn't have to, you were both so in tune with each other. He laid back on the bed and you already saw the prominent bulge of his cock in his sweatpants. You hooked your fingers into the band and started slipping his pants off. He lifted his hips to help you along the way.

His cock was already leaking pre cum and your mouth started to water. He propped himself on his elbows to watch you a little. “For being just a good boy I'm gonna make you feel so good baby.” You raked your fingers up his thighs and rubbed his hips a little to make him relax. You licked a thick strip from the bottom of his shaft to his leaking slit and he fell back on the bed with a loud moan. Wrapping your mouth around the tip and sucked it lapping up his cum. “Oh god baby, you know how much I love that mouth of yours.” You hum a little and his eyes roll back really trying to keep it together before he cums too fast. You're bobbing your head up and down and taking him as far as you can while using your hand to pump the rest of his huge cock. You let go of his shaft and take a deep breath in through your nose and suck in your cheeks to take him all the way, all while you tug on his balls a bit. “Holy shit y/n!” That’s what did him in and he shoots his cum down your throat and you lap up everything he gives until he brings his hand to your chin telling you he’s sensitive. You look up at him and open your mouth to show him you took down everything. He brings you up on the bed and smashes his mouth to yours in a kiss that would make you fall to your knees if you were standing. Once you both break the kiss the doorbell rings letting you know Sebastian's stylist and hair and make up have shown up.

“Saved by the bell baby, and just in the nick of time.” “Draga mea that was amazing. What did I do to deserve you?” “All I did was ask you out on live television.” You both start laughing and then the bell rings again and almost forgot about who was at the door. Sebastian gets up and fixes his hair and pulls up his sweats, but not before you give him a pat on his butt on the way up. He gives you a look over his shoulder like you're gonna get it all you do is shrug your shoulders and tell him. “You have a great ass Seb. How can I not smack it every once in a while?” He just shakes his head and goes to let everyone in the house.

Everyone comes into Sebastian's bedroom to set everything up while he takes a quick shower. You greet Seb’s stylist Michael with a quick hug while the MAU gets her makeup setup. You decide to connect your phone to the Bluetooth speaker in the room and put on your 90’s RnB mix on your Spotify. You're bopping to some Brandy when Sebastian comes out of the bathroom ready to get dressed. He comes over and gives you a kiss on the forehead saying a quiet ‘I love you’ before speaking to Michael about his suit for the night. You look through the mirror at him and smile just thinking that you will marry that man soon and how lucky you are at this moment.

The suit Michael picked out for Sebastian was amazing, he looked so sexy and you convinced the hairstylist to not slick back his hair this time and left it a little fluffy on the top. You went with light makeup and winged liner and nude lip. Your hair was in a side sweep with a crystal barrette to hold it up and soft waves to your hair. Thank goodness you write NDA’s for the stylist because if they noticed the ring they didn't say anything but even if they did they still wouldn't and couldn't say anything to anyone. The car was on its way and would be at the house in 5 mins so it gave you enough time to get your earrings in and spray on a little perfume. “Printesa, are you ready the car is out front?” “I’m coming, Seb.” You put a few mints, your cell phone and a few more essentials in your clutch as you head for the door.

Sebastian can't stop looking at the deep V neck of your dress showing how great your boobs look in it. “Hey mister eyes up here.” “Sorry baby you just look so damn beautiful and sexy in that dress.” “Well you look pretty sexy yourself there, Michael did another great job.” With a soft kiss to your lips Sebastian took your hand and led you to the waiting car. Another 45 mins in traffic and you made it to the Fairmont Hotel. Your leg was bouncing so much that Sebastain had to put his hand on you to calm you down. “Y/n everything will be alright, remember we aren't doing any interviews. Just walking the carpet and getting our picture taken. If they notice the ring just show it off for a second and we head down the line. I love you so much baby. I'm right here, don't let go of my hand.” “Okay Seb, thank you for easing my mind. I love you too.”

Just then the door opens and Sebastian gets out and fixes his jacket and he leads you out of the car and you start to walk to the red carpet. You meet up real quick with his manager to make sure his requests are met before we walk the line. You hold your right hand in Sebastians left and start walking. You make your first stop for the cameras, trying to listen to the photographers as to where they want you to look. All of a sudden a photographer yells out “Y/N what is that beautiful piece of jewelry on your hand?” That's when the crowd and photographers go crazy. You look at Sebastian and he gives you his megawatt smile and kisses your temple. “Go ahead and show them printsesa. I want them to see how you are mine now, forever.” “I love you so much Seb.” Just then while you're still looking at Sebastian you lift up your left hand and the ring starts to sparkle with cameras flashing.

You only hold it there for a few seconds so they can get a good look at it then you start walking back down the line. When you get to the middle Sebastian spots Lilly and he asks if it is okay if he takes a few pictures with her. You let him know it's fine she's his co star for goodness sakes. While he takes a few pictures with Lilly you are being asked questions by the photographers but you let them know you're not answering any at the moment. You walk a little further and by then he’s done with Lilly and rejoins you on the carpet for a few more pictures and you head on into the hotel for the show.

“You did fantastic y/n I'm so glad we didn't stop for interviews, less stress.” “Yeah it was so much better and it was all because I had you by my side baby.” He gives you a hug to try and calm your nerves a little and it helps. Just as you get to your table Lilly comes over to you and gives you a hug and kiss on the cheek. “Oh my gosh y/n congratulations Sebastain told me when we took pictures, let me see this ring.” You show her your beautiful engagement ring and she gives you another hug before you feel a tap on your shoulder and turn to see Seth. He gives you a small hug and gives his congratulations as well. You both take your seats at the table and get ready for the show to start.

Sebastian didn't get the award tonight but it didn't matter. Being in the same building as all these other fantastic actors and actresses showed him that he is worthy of being here and being a damn good actor. But in his eyes he was already a winner, with you as his fiance and more movies on the horizon for him his life is only going to get better. And all because the woman laying in his arms tonight had the guts to step out of her comfort zone and ask him out on live TV. It will be a story he can't wait to tell their kids some day.

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sebstanaddict · 1 year ago

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Love Song

Sebastian Stan x Female Reader Story

Epilogue - Love Song

Summary : A romantic comedy story between Sebastian Stan and female reader where we witness their journey after they said I do.

Reader and Sebastian finally live the life of their dreams. It's been four years after they found out they were having a second baby and life couldn't be better for them. But they couldn't seem to shake the curse that had fallen on them during their honeymoon, causing chaos and mayhem during their family vacation to Europe. Will they finally enjoy a European family vacation of their dreams or will they suffer all the bad things that have happened during their honeymoon again?

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters : 24/24

Chapter List >

Warning : fluff, sexual references, non vulgar smut

Word count : 14.3k

This is a sequel to my first Sebastian fic Always You. If you want to understand more about Sebastian's and reader's relationship, please read it first. But it's not necessary to understand this story. Check it out here.

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In this lifelong, love song

You can love right

You can love wrong

In this love song

You can love wrong

But if you love wrong

It doesn't mean love's gone

Love Song - Hanson

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Nyack, NY, May 14th 2027 - 6.30 am

Soft morning light enveloped the trees, the creek, and the houses around them as morning arrived in a quiet part of Nyack, New York. The light fell on a two story country home and streamed through a gap between the curtains in the master bedroom and finally fell on a sleeping couple.

A woman stirred under a white thick comforter and found herself stuck underneath her darling husband's big arms. She was lying down on her right side and found his left arm around her shoulder while his left leg was on her thigh. His breath was slow and steady and she could feel it on top of her head.

She smiled as she slowly lifted her husband's arms away from her and turned her body a little to face him. She couldn't turn all the way because the lower part of her body was still stuck under his leg.

"Iubirea mea.. wake up.." She called out gently.

"Hmmm.." Sebastian mumbled.

"Wake up, Seb, Iubirea mea." She called out again, a little louder this time.

"Hmm.. no.. I don't wanna wake up.." He replied with a hoarse voice still thick with sleep.

"Seb.. at least move your leg up so I can get up." She protested.

"Hmmm.. no.." He mumbled and put his arms back around her shoulder, making her roll her eyes.

"Iubirea mea, please let me go." She pleaded.

"No.. You're my hostage. I'm not letting you go until I get what I want." He said, his voice returned to normal.

"And what is it that you want, mister?" She asked, smiling a little, knowing where this was going.

"I'm a monster and I'm hungry and I want to eat you!" He suddenly yelled, startling her. He quickly started to tickle her waist, making her squirm underneath him.

"No! Help! A monster is trying to eat me!" She yelled as he started to give her kisses and gentle bites on her neck.

"Ssshh.. keep it down, sweetheart. You could wake the kids up." He scolded her.

"Sorry.." she giggled as he finally got his legs off her and turned her around to face him.

He started kissing her with so much passion and desire, turning on the fire of passion in her own heart. Butterflies flew around in her stomach as they continued kissing and caressing each other.

She really loved this about them. They've been together for six years and known each other for twenty six years but he never failed to make the butterflies flew around in her stomach. He didn't even have to do much for her to start feeling them in her stomach. Just a glance, a smile, a little touch from him, and the butterflies would fly around excitedly. She hoped she would continue to feel this way until the day she died.

They ended up making love again that morning even though last night they just did it. They really could never get enough of each other.

"I love you so much, sweetheart." He said breathlessly after they reached their peak together.

"I love you so much too, Iubirea mea." She smiled as she stroked his cheek gently.

They stayed in each other's arms for a while, enjoying being one in heart, body and soul for a moment in time. She loved being so close to him like this. Every inch of their bodies were touching each other that she didn't know where he started and where she ended. There was no sound safe from their heartbeats which she realized were beating on the same rhythm.

In the stillness she could hear the sound of a door being opened and light footsteps outside their room. Sebastian seemed to hear it too because he immediately peeled himself off from her and put his boxer shorts and shirt back on while she put her underwear and night gown back on.

"Let's pretend we're still asleep." He winked. She nodded and smiled.

They laid back underneath the comforter and closed their eyes when the door of their room was opened slowly. She could hear the creak of it breaking through the quiet morning.

"Sssshhh.. keep it down, Adrian.." a young girl's voice whispered.

"Sorry.. " a young boy's voice whispered back.

She couldn't help but smiled a little as she heard the sound of her two children entering the room.

Moments passed as she waited for her children to reach them when all of a sudden..

"Blaaaargh!" Sebastian yelled, startling her and making the children screamed in fear.

"Who dared to disturb my slumber?" Sebastian sat up, making his children scream again as they started to run back towards the door. But Sebastian jumped out of the bed, ran towards them and caught them both on their waists.

"Monster is angry. It's time for your punishment little children!" He growled as he carried both struggling kids back towards the bed.

"No! Help! Mommy help!" The children squealed and giggled as Sebastian dropped them off on the bed and started to tickle their waists.

"Your mommy is a monster too! She won't help you!" Sebastian said as he continued to tickle them.

"Noo.. mommy noo..!" Starlene said in between her giggles.

"It's true! Mommy is a monster too!" Y/n yelled as she started tickling their feet, making both children laughed uncontrollably.

"Stop daddy, stop mommy!" They pleaded in between their giggles.

"Monster won't stop until you say the magic word." Sebastian said as he continued to tickle them, on their tummies this time while Y/n continued to tickle their underarms.

"Pleaseee..." Adrian pleaded as he squirmed under their relentless tickle attack.

"Please stop, daddy, mommy.." Starlene begged.

"Alright, okay." Y/n raised her hands up from both children and Sebastian followed suit.

"Pillow fight!" Adrian yelled all of a sudden as he got up and picked a pillow and started moving it around.

"Yeah! Time to attack the monsters!" Starlene yelled and started to copy her little brother.

They hit both Sebastian and Y/n on their faces with the pillows making them fall over on the bed, laughing and giggling.

"Aaaahhh.. nooo.. you're too powerful. Monster can't fight you!" Sebastian said as he raised his hands in surrender while bracing the pillow attacks from his children.

"Yeah, we give up.. we give up!" Y/n said, laughing and raising her hands up.

"We won, we won!" Adrian squealed in delight while jumping up and down on the bed.

Sebastian pulled Adrian down on top of him and ruffled his brunette hair then gave him kisses on his face.

"Eeewww.. daad.. gross.." He protested as he squirmed in his hold but Sebastian just laughed.

"Come here both of you." Y/n said, reaching out and pulled Starlene and Adrian both into her arms and hugged them both tight. Sebastian opened his arms wide and embraced all three of them in his arms, hugging them tight.

"I love you all so much my amazing family!" He declared.

"Aaawww... We love you too, daddy." Y/n smiled and winked at him.

"Yeah, we love you too, daddy. Now can we break this up? I can't breathe." Starlene protested.

"Sorry.. sorry.. " Sebastian chuckled as he released all of them from his embrace and they all broke apart.

"Now, who wants some pancakes?" Y/n offered.

"Me!" Adrian immediately said and jumped off from the bed.

"I want some pancakes too!" Starlene said as she jumped off from the bed too.

"Race you to the kitchen!" Sebastian said as he started to run out of the room followed by their children.

She shook her head and smiled as she got off the bed. She picked a robe from a hanger behind the door, put them on and followed them out of the master bedroom.

Four years had passed since she found out they were having a second baby. Things have changed a lot for the Stan family. It felt just like yesterday when she saw Sebastian being hit by a car and having to endure four months of hard recovery. Thankfully after four months of continuous therapy with the best physical therapist in New York he was able to completely recover from his injuries and continued to shoot Thunderbolts. Yes, Marvel still kept him on as Bucky. There was no question at all of replacing him with someone else. He did have to give up doing all the stunts himself and let his stuntman do all the work. But he was happy to be able to continue to shoot regardless.

James Adrian Stan came into the world three months after he started shooting Thunderbolts, right after he was done shooting. He stopped all other work after that and focused on his family for three months. They also moved out of his Soho apartment during that time. Having an additional family member made them think that living in a small apartment wasn't ideal. Additionally, the fact that paparazzis knew where they lived was really bothering them. They decided to move to Nyack, New York, where his mother lived so they could be closer to her.

The house they ended up buying and moving into was only a half a block away from his mother's. So they frequently visited her and vice versa. It was the third house that they had surveyed. She fell in love with it the moment she stepped out of their car and saw the facade.

The house had light grey walls, dark grey roof and the famous white picket fence. It was located by a creek which they could see from their backyard and from the window in their master bedroom. Waking up everyday with the view of the creek and the small wood behind it was heavenly. She couldn't have wished for a better place to live the rest of her life in.

"Woof.. woof.." a golden retriever came running towards her as soon as she stepped foot in the kitchen.

"Morning, Lucky." She smiled and leaned down as she scratched the dog's neck.

"Woof.." Lucky greeted her and started moving around her feet.

"You're hungry aren't you?" She laughed as she opened a cupboard and picked a can of dog food. She put the dog food into Lucky's bowl and stepped back as Lucky immediately started gobbling the food down.

"Well well.. he's really hungry isn't he." She chuckled as she threw the empty can of dog food into a trash bin.

"He's not the only one that's hungry. We're hungry too, mommy!" Starlene protested.

Starlene and Adrian both sat on the dining table, pouting at her.

"Well you won't get any pancakes if you don't help out. Set the table up and get all of the toppings out while I prepare the pancakes." She scolded them.

"No, I'm just three years old. I just wanna sit here." Adrian protested.

"Adrian.. listen to your mommy. Come on, let's set up the table together." Sebastian offered as he picked Adrian off from his seat and put him on the floor.

"Fine.." Adrian pouted.

"Thanks." Y/n mouthed at Sebastian and he just winked back at her.

An hour later a stack of perfectly cooked pancakes were placed in the middle of the table. Various toppings were placed around it. The smell was heavenly and she couldn't wait to dig in.

"Starlene! Don't touch that." She scolded at her daughter when she saw her reaching for a can of whipped cream.

Starlene suffered from lactose intolerance and couldn't digest dairy. She knew full well what the whipped cream could do to her stomach and she really didn't want to deal with a sick child that day. They were going to Europe that summer for a vacation as well as accompanying Sebastian who was invited to attend Cannes Film Festival. She remembered full well how Starlene was during the start of their honeymoon after Sebastian fed her cake with buttercream. She didn't want a repeat of that smelly and agonizing ten hours of airplane ride with a baby that kept on farting, burping and had diarrhea.

"Why can't I have it while Adrian can have the whole can?!" Starlene whined.

"You know how it will make your stomach hurt, Starlene. You don't want to have a stomach ache while on the plane or anywhere else for that matter." She reminded her daughter.

"Besides, Adrian can't have the whole can either. Remember how sick it made you feel, Adrian?" She said referring to the time Adrian finished a whole can of whipped cream meant for his birthday cake and he ended up having a stomach ache and being nauseaous despite the fact he didn't have dairy intolerance.

"Uh huh. But I still love whipped cream." Adrian shrugged as he ate a spoonful of pancake with whipped cream on it.

"Honey, I think you should just stop buying whipped cream at this point." Sebastian suggested as he cut his pancake.

"Umm.. yeah.. I think I will." She said sheepishly as she remembered why she bought a can in the first place. Knowing Starlene had lactose intolerance she usually bought non dairy foodstuff. But for the past week she had been having a weird craving for whipped cream that she sneaked out in the middle of the night and ate several spoonfuls of it. This had never happened to her before and she had a suspicion she was pregnant again. But it was too soon to have a pregnancy test so she decided to wait a couple more days before she takes a pregnancy test.

"Good morning everyone!" A lady came into the kitchen and greeted them all.

"Good morning, Rosita." Y/n smiled as she looked at the professional nanny that they had hired since Adrian was three months old.

Yes, she ended up hiring a professional nanny to help her take care of her children. Sebastian had to go back to work when Adrian was three months old. She didn't think she could handle taking care of a baby and a two year old toddler without help. She didn't want to bother Sebastian's mother so despite her initial misgivings in letting a stranger take care of her babies, she ended up changing her mind out of necessity.

After interviewing a dozen nannies they ended up hiring Rosita, a Mexican woman in her fifties who had plenty of experience caring for babies and toddlers. Having hired Rosita turned out to be such a blessing. She was patient and loving to her children yet could be stern when needed. Y/n actually learned a lot of how to raise children from her. She turned out to become like family to them.

"Come and sit here with us Rosita, have some pancakes." Sebastian offered.

"Oh no no, thank you Mr.Stan. I already had breakfast this morning. I really need to watch what I eat. I gained another pound overnight." She sighed as she went to the sink and started washing some dishes.

"Oh Rosita, as long as you're healthy it's okay, you don't need to worry about gaining a few pounds." Sebastian said.

"Yeah, that's what my daughter said. But I'm about to be sixty in a few years. I really do need to watch what I eat." Rosita responded.

"Well, okay. Maybe have some apple and carrot juice instead." Sebastian offered. While Y/n was making the pancakes, he made some apple mixed with carrot juice with help from the children.

"Thank you, Mr.Stan. I might just have some a little later. Thank you very much." Rosita turned around from the sink and smiled at him.

"Good." Sebastian smiled back.

"So, are you ready to go to Europe, Rosita?" Y/n asked.

They decided to take Rosita with them to Europe so they would have someone to watch over the children while they went to the Cannes Film Festival. They also wanted to have some time enjoying the vacation without the children. Having Rosita around would help them in getting some alone time.

"Oh yes! I'm so excited! Can't wait to go on yachts in Cannes and hit on Brad Pitt or Tom Cruise. They wouldn't be able to resist my charm." She said, making Sebastian and Y/n laugh.

"I can't wait to see that too!" Sebastian said, laughing.

They decided to go to the same cities in Europe as they did during their honeymoon, aside from Cannes. They hadn't had the chance to go on a family vacation in a while and seeing how they didn't enjoy most of their honeymoon trip, they decided to recreate it in the hopes that they could enjoy it this time even though they had two children, a dog and a nanny this time.

Their itinerary was a little different for this trip. Their first stop would be Cannes and then Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne and Rome. They decided to go for a full month, leaving plenty of time to enjoy each city fully. They were even going to take the whole trip from Cannes to Cologne by car then took the plane from Cologne to Rome. So it was mostly a road trip.

Their flight was scheduled to leave for Nice, France at 3.30 pm that afternoon. They had to be at the airport by at least 12.30 pm to make sure they had enough time to check their baggage and also to check Lucky in.

"Is your luggage ready, Rosita?" Y/n asked.

"Yes, they're in the living room, Mrs.Stan." Rosita replied.

"Okay, good. Maybe after cleaning the kitchen you can help make the final check on the children's luggages. I already packed them last night but I might have missed some things." She said.

"Sure thing, Mrs.Stan." Rosita replied.

"Don't forget we're leaving in.. two hours." Sebastian said after glancing at the clock on the wall. It was 9.30 already. Time seemed to fly by so fast.

"Okay. Well if you guys are done let's go and take a bath you two." Y/n said as she looked at her children who were not done eating apparently.

"Starlene! Put that down!" She shouted as she caught Starlene took a little of whipped cream from Adrian's plate with her spoon and was about to put it into her mouth.

"Oh mom.. " she whined as she put the spoon down.

"Honey, maybe it's okay if she just takes a little of it." Sebastian said, watching his daughter's pouting face with concern.

"Seb, don't you remember what happened last time? Do you really want to deal with that again?" She scolded him.

"I.. well.. okay. You have a point. Maybe we can get her non dairy whipped cream next time. What do you think Starlene?" He asked.

"Non dairy whipped cream?" Starlene asked.

"Yes, it doesn't taste as good as the original whipped cream but it won't make your tummy hurt." He explained.

"Oh okay. Can we have it, mom?" Starlene turned to look at Y/n.

"Yeah, sure. If they have it in Europe you can try it there." She replied.

"Thanks mom!" Starlene said brightly.

"Okay, now finish your pancakes Starlene, Adrian. We don't have much time to get ready." She reminded them.

They ended up being ready and finally left the house three hours later. Having two children and a dog to prepare for a long trip really did take some time.

Having missed an hour of precious time Sebastian stepped on the gas of their family SUV on the highway towards JFK airport, swerving quickly between cars.

"Seb! Watch it!" Y/n yelled as their car almost grazed another car on their right when Sebastian tried to bypass it.

"Sorry.. sorry.." Sebastian apologized.

"Iubirea mea, we still have time. Don't go too fast. If we get into an accident it's not worth it. Don't you remember what happened at the start of our honeymoon?" She scolded him.

"Yeah yeah.. I remember. Sorry." He said as he slowed the car down.

"We're not gonna be late. Don't worry." She said as she placed her hand on his and squeezed it gently.

"I hope so." He said, glancing at her. His eyebrows furrowed, his face looked so tense.

"I know so." She winked and he smiled. The tension on his face gradually disappeared as he looked at her.

It all happened so fast but one second she was looking at his smiling face and the next she heard a loud screech right outside her window and felt their car bumped to the left as another car grazed them.

"What the f**k?!" Sebastian yelled as he slowed the car down and drove it to stop by the side of the street.

The car that grazed them didn't stop but just continued driving away.

"Is everyone okay?" Y/n turned around and found her children's eyes were widened in shock. Adrian seemed to be on the verge of crying. Rosita was raising her hands in prayer, her mouth mumbling things she couldn't hear. Lucky were barking loudly at the very back of the car.

"We're okay, Mrs.Stan." Rosita finally replied after she was done praying and caressed Adrian's head gently to calm him down.

"Lucky! Calm down boy, it's all okay." Rosita called out and thankfully Lucky stopped barking.

"Daddy said a bad word." Adrian said after his initial shock went away.

"Yeah.. yeah.. I'm sorry, Adrian." Sebastian shrugged as he unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door.

Y/n sighed, unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door too. Once outside she studied her side of the car and found a bump and a long mark right on her door towards the front of the car.

"Great!" Sebastian commented as he looked at the damage, his eyebrows furrowed in anger.

"Iubirea mea, it's not that bad. We can deal with this after we get back. The most important thing is that we're all okay." She said, trying to stay calm.

"Yeah. I can't believe that driver just drove away! What a coward!" He said, placing his hands on his waist as he looked away towards the street, as if he could still see the car that grazed them.

"Maybe he didn't have the money to compensate us, Iubirea mea." She said.

"Yeah, but still, how rude of them for just leaving. They owe us an apology at least." He protested.

"Yeah, I know. But Seb, let's not dwell on this too long. We have a plane to catch." She said as she reached out to touch his hand.

"Thankfully we can still go. And you know we've been in much worse situations." She reminded him as she pulled him closer to her and placed her hand on the side of his face. She looked up and saw him gradually relaxed under her touch. The crease on his eyebrows slowly gone.

"Yeah, you're right. We definitely have been in far worse situations." He chuckled.

"I just hope this doesn't mean our trip is gonna be another cursed trip." He sighed.

"Oh Iubirea mea, even if it is, as long as we have each other, it's all gonna be okay." She said, stroking his cheek gently.

"You're right, honey. I love you." He smiled as he picked her hand that was on the side of his face and kissed it gently.

"I love you too, Iubirea mea." She smiled.

"Alright, let's go. I hope we're not gonna be late." He said as he released her hand and went back towards the driver's seat.

"We won't." She said, glancing at her watch. Hopefully. She thought. It was almost 1.30 pm, their plane leaves in two hours and JFK airport was still about half an hour away. They would be cutting it very close.

They finally went back to their car and drove away towards JFK airport. She might look calm from the outside but she couldn't help but feel slightly worried too. His comment about this being another cursed trip echoed in her head. But she tried her best not to dwell on it too much.

Thankfully they arrived on time at the airport and still had time to check all their baggages and Lucky even though they really were cutting it very close. However, the feeling of being in a cursed trip continued as they started their journey on the plane. Despite trying her best not to let Starlene have anything of dairy, Starlene ended up getting some accidentally on the airplane. The stewardess were offering drinks to all the passengers. Starlene had requested soy milk but was given regular cow's milk instead so she ended up having a stomach ache and went to the bathroom back and forth.

"I'm sorry Mrs.Stan, I should have watched what the stewardess was giving her." Rosita said as Y/n stood up from her seat and took Starlene’s hand to guide her to the bathroom.

They were riding on first class and the plane had one-two-one arrangement on each row. Sebastian sat alone by the window, Y/n and Adrian sat across the aisle from him while Starlene and Rosita sat behind her.

"It's okay, Rosita. It's an honest mistake." She sighed.

Starlene ended up moving to sit next to her while Adrian sat with Rosita. Having her stomach hurt a lot Starlene wanted to be near her mother. So she spent the rest of the airplane ride putting on essential oil on Starlene's tummy and accompanying her whenever she needed to use the bathroom.

"I feel a little deja vu." She commented, turning to Sebastian right after she was back from accompanying Starlene to the bathroom for the fifth time.

"Oh honey. I know. But I'm sure everything will be okay in the end. I mean.. I.. for one.. will not ask you to have sex outdoors ever again. So you don't have to worry about getting arrested again." He chuckled and she couldn't help but laugh as well.

"Okay, you have a point, Iubirea mea." She said.

"Sweetheart, just relax and try to enjoy this as much as you can. Like you said, everything is gonna be okay as long as we still have each other." He said as he reached his hand out across the aisle and squeezed her hand tight.

"Yeah, thank you Iubirea mea." She smiled and squeezed his hand back.

Unfortunately the feeling that the trip seemed to be another cursed trip intensified for her after they arrived in Nice.

They were waiting for their luggages to come out from the conveyor belt when something unexpected happened. They already picked Lucky up from the cargo area but he was still in his crate as pets were not allowed out of their carriers inside the airport.

Starlene and Rosita were in the bathroom as Starlene was still having stomach ache. Y/n and Sebastian waited by the conveyor belt with Adrian sitting on a trolley behind them and Lucky in a crate next to him. Lucky kept on barking and wouldn't stay put in the crate. The long flight must have stressed him out.

"Mommy, Lucky wants to go out." Adrian commented.

"I know, Adrian. But he's not allowed to go out. We'll let him out once we're at the villa." She replied, referring to a villa they rented in Cannes for their first stay.

"Sorry, Lucky." Adrian said as he stood up from the trolley and placed his hand on the crate.

"Woof.. woof.." Lucky barked as he looked at Adrian.

He whimpered and gave Adrian puppy dog eyes.

"Maybe it's okay if you're out for a just a minute while we wait for the bags." Adrian said to himself with a low voice that no one else could hear.

Slowly he started to open the lock on the crate and moments later it was successfully opened. As soon as it was opened Lucky immediately ran out of it and started running away from him to God knows where.

"Lucky, no! Come back here!" Adrian shouted as he chased Lucky.

Y/n and Sebastian whipped their heads around and saw Adrian running after Lucky. They were running towards the exit, bumping other people as they passed, making people fall over and generally making a mess throughout the airport.

Sebastian glanced at Y/n for a split second in disbelief.

"I'll go and get them. You just wait for the luggages, okay?" He said and she could only nod.

She watched as Sebastian shouted both Adrian and Lucky's names and ran towards the exit to chase them. She hoped he would be able to catch them and reign Lucky in. She was starting to regret bringing Lucky on their trip. She thought because Lucky was much older and could already behave that it wouldn't be a problem to bring him on the trip. Apparently that wasn't the case.

Half an hour later she successfully picked up all their luggages and with great effort put them all on their trolleys. With help from Rosita she pushed them out of the airport while her mind was still worrying about her husband, son and dog who were nowhere to be seen. After passing the baggage check, she finally got out of the airport and immediately looked around her surroundings to find the rest of her family.

"Woof.. woof.." She heard the familiar bark of Lucky not far on her right. Moments later she saw Lucky running towards her left with Adrian and Sebastian still running after them along with two airport security officers. None of them managed to catch Lucky.

She sighed as she saw them and put her fingers in her mouth. A loud whistle came out from her mouth. Lucky immediately stopped in his tracks and turned towards her.

"There you go Mrs.Stan." Rosita handed her a bag of dog treats as if she could read her mind.

"Thanks, Rosita." She accepted the dog treats and started shaking it in front of her, making Lucky ran even faster towards her.

Lucky finally stopped in front of her and barked, wagging his tail excitedly, asking for his treats.

"Sit, Lucky. Sit! I'm not gonna give you your treats unless you sit. You've been a very bad boy!" She scolded him as she raised her hand up in the air preventing Lucky to get the treats in her hand.

"Woof!" Lucky sat down immediately, his tongue sticking out of his mouth.

She gave him several dog treats then with help from Rosita she put a leash on his collar and held it tight.

"Oh.. thank God you got him, honey." Sebastian said moments later as he stood next to her, trying to catch his breath.

"Yeah, well, he needed some motivation to stop running." She shrugged.

"Yeah.. Why didn't I think of that? You're a genius, honey." He smiled at her, making the annoyance she felt about the whole situation lessened for a bit.

"Now, Adrian. Didn't I tell you not to let him out in the airport?" She turned to Adrian who was standing next to Sebastian, panting after all the running. She raised her voice a little and glared at him.

"I'm sorry, mommy. He looked so miserable in his crate. I thought he wouldn't run away." Adrian replied, his head hung.

"Well, you need to listen to me, Adrian. What if he got out and went to the street and got hit by a car? It's not safe from him to be out at a public place like this." She continued to scold him.

"I know, mommy. I'm sorry." Adrian said, still with his head hung.

"Well, the most important thing now is that we got Lucky back and no one was harmed. Now let's go and find our rented car. I'm tired and can't wait to get to our villa." Sebastian said as he placed his hand on Y/n's shoulder and squeezed it gently, trying to calm her down. She took a deep breath and let it go.

"Okay. Come on. I think the car rental company's booth is over there." She said, pointing towards what seemed to be a small booth with the car rental's company logo written on the booth. And with that they continued to walk. Sebastian and Rosita pushed the trolleys while she guided Lucky and the children.

Her feeling that this was another cursed trip got even stronger, unfortunately. Her heart dropped to her stomach, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she looked at the rented car that arrived in front of them several minutes later.

"Well, well, well.. what are the odds of us getting this ridicilously mini car again?!" Sebastian exclaimed out loud as he stared at the smallest car in the world, the Fiat 500, the exact same one they got during their honeymoon.

"I'm sorry Iubirea mea, I swear I ordered the Volkswagen Sharan van and not this. Let me just talk to the rental company." She said, feeling guilty for causing another mishap in their car rental arrangement.

Apparently there was a glitch with the rental company's system that they ended up getting the Fiat 500. Fortunately the Volkswagen Sharan van was still available. They just had to wait for about an hour before the van arrived from the rental company's headquarter.

She couldn't help but feel annoyed with how things turned out so far. She was tired because she barely had time to sleep on the plane with Starlene wanting her to rub her tummy continuously. The children were tired too and they began to get cranky. Lucky was also restless. They ended up waiting while resting in a cafe nearby, but since Lucky wouldn't stay put, she ended up asking Rosita to take him out on a walk around the airport while she and her family rested.

"I'm sorry, Iubirea mea. I guess I should have learnt from the past and used a different rental company. I can't believe they still have the same glitch in their system after all these years." She said as she stirred the cup of cappuccino on the table in front of her.

"It's okay, honey. It's not your fault. I mean, there is a reason why they have the lowest rate out of all the other rental companies." He shrugged then sipped his coffee.

"Yeah, you're right." She sighed. "I really hope this trip isn't cursed."

"Honey, I'm sure it's not. I mean, I know some things that have happened were similar to the start of our honeymoon. But we're not going to stay in a castle this time so at least there's no chance of being haunted by a ghost." He chuckled.

"A ghost?" Adrian asked, looking at Sebastian curiously.

"Yes, Adrian. Mommy, daddy and your sister saw a ghost last time we were in Europe." She responded.

"But I don't remember seeing it." Starlene commented.

"Well, you were only ten months old Starlene, you wouldn't remember." She said.

"I wanna see a ghost too!" Adrian piped up.

"Are you sure, Adrian? The ghost was really scary. The ghost looked like an old lady wearing a black dress, her hair was put up in a bun, but.. she has no face!" Sebastian suddenly yelled as he covered his face with both hands, trying to emulate a scary faceless ghost and making the children scream in surprise. But then they giggled just moments later as Sebastian continued to make silly faces.

"The ghost had no face?!" Starlene exclaimed in awe after their laughter subsided.

"Nope." Y/n shook her head.

"Well, if the ghost doesn't have a face, how is it able to see?" Starlene wondered.

"I don't know, Starlene. You're gonna have to ask the ghost herself." Y/n chuckled.

For the first time since they left New York she finally felt relaxed and happy as they continued to chat and laughed together. Sebastian was right, whatever happened in the trip it would all be okay as long as they had each other. She hoped there won't be any more bad things happening to them though. She just wanted to spend a happy and relaxing holiday with her family. It was not supposed to be an unattainable wish. But, she should have known that their family was special and that chaos would lurk around every corner throughout their holiday.

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Villa Joliet, Vallauris, France - May 15th 2027 - 2 pm

The villa that they had booked for their stay in Cannes was located at Vallauris, a small town north east of Cannes about 7 km away from La Croisette Boulevard where the Cannes Film Festival was being held. It was located on a hill among other large luxury villas facing the beautiful view of the French riviera with Port de Golfe Juan as its central view. Port de Golfe Juan was a small craft harbor located between Cannes and another small town, Juan-Le-Pins, where small yachts could dock. From the villa one could clearly see the small harbor with the white docked yachts dotting the waters.

After a thankfully uneventful but scenic ride from Nice Airport to Vallauris they finally arrived at Villa Joliet, the beautiful Mediterranean one story villa. The 300 square meter villa had 3 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms fit for 6 guests with a fully equipped kitchen, large dining room, spacious living room, a sun room and the most stunning of all it had a large infinity pool right next to it facing the beautiful French riviera.

As soon as their rented car stopped in front of the villa, Lucky and the children ran out of the car and immediately entered the villa, their exhaustion seemed to be gone.

“Wow! This place is amazing!” Starlene exclaimed out loud as she ran into the villa while Adrian and Lucky ran straight towards the lawn with the infinity pool on it with Rosita walking quickly behind them.

“This place is amazing, honey!” Sebastian commented as he entered the living room and put their luggages on the floor.

“It is, isn’t it?” She smiled as she stood next to Sebastian who was facing the large window in the living room. The window was of course facing towards the beautiful French coast.

She circled her arms around his waist and took a deep breath as she stared at the view of the sea. The air was fresh and smelled a little like the sea which she loved. She couldn’t wait to spend some time on the beach.

“I think we’re gonna really enjoy ourselves here, and I hope the master bedroom is far away from the other rooms.” Sebastian said, placing his arm around her shoulder and squeezed it tight as he glanced down at her with a twinkle in his eyes, making her face reddened.

“Oh Seb, you have such a dirty mind.” She chuckled.

“Why am I not allowed to think that? With a wife as beautiful and sexy as you are, it’s normal for a husband to think about it a lot.” He winked as he turned towards her and turned her to face him by her waist. He gazed down at her with eyes full of love and longing that she felt the butterflies again in her stomach. He leaned closer to her and captured her lips in his, making her feel like she was flying. They kissed and kissed as if the world was only theirs.

"Ahem." A male voice cleared his throat, startling them.

They jumped in surprise and immediately broke apart only to find a man standing by the door to the lawn, smiling wide at them.

"I'm really sorry to bother you Mr. and Mrs.Stan. My name is Maurice and I will be your concierge and butler during your stay here." Maurice said in a thick French accent. He smiled as he walked closer to them and extended his hand out to her.

"Oh yes, hello Maurice. Nice to meet you." Y/n smiled and shook his hand.

"My pleasure Mrs.Stan, Mr.Stan." Maurice nodded as he shook Sebastian's hand.

"Now, let me take you on a tour of the villa and show you your rooms." Maurice said, beckoning for them to follow him.

The villa had a bright white and beige colored theme giving a warm and homey summer home feel. Every room was meticulously clean with off white walls and shiny beige ceramic floors. The decorations were minimalist but had beach vibes. The bedrooms felt warm and inviting with light brown parquet floors and bright comforters and sheets. Out of three bedrooms one even had its own small kitchen and dining table which made it perfect for Rosita in case she wanted some privacy.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed our little tour Mr and Mrs. Stan." Maurice smiled half an hour later as the tour concluded and they stopped in front of the master bedroom.

"We did enjoy it. Thank you so much, Maurice." Y/n smiled.

"Glad to hear that Mrs.Stan. Oh, by the way, I believe you've been informed about the no pets policy of the villa?" Maurice asked.

"What?" Sebastian asked, dumbfounded.

"Umm.. yes. I was told about it by the sales staff. But she said she already talked to the villa's owner and he told her that he could make an exception seeing how it's us, Sebastian Stan's family, that are staying here. And I believe I have told your sales staff that our pet dog is a very well behaved dog and will not cause any trouble. So, she said the owner of the villa gave his permission to let our dog stay here with us." Y/n quickly explained.

"Hmm.. I see. In that case, if you are certain that your dog will not cause any trouble in this villa and that the owner has given his permission, then I have no choice but to accept." Maurice nodded.

"Thank you so much, Maurice. I promise our dog will behave." She said even though deep down she started to doubt it.

"I'll take your word for it Mrs.Stan. However, in the case that he does cause trouble I would like to remind you that we have every right to do the steps necessary to prevent damage to the villa, including evicting you from the premises if needed." He said.

"What? So if our dog causes trouble you're going to kick us out?" Sebastian asked, his voice raised.

"Well.. that's another way of saying it. I'm sorry Mr.Stan. That is just part of the rules." Maurice responded.

"Don't worry, our dog will behave." Y/n said again, trying to convince Maurice and herself.

"Very well. By the way, I believe you requested for a barbeque this afternoon Mrs.Stan?" Maurice continued to ask.

"Oh yes! That's right!" Her face brightened.

"Barbeque?" Sebastian asked, turning to her.

"Yes! They offered to prepare meals throughout our stay and I thought a barbeque would be nice for our first day here." She said, smiling wide.

"That sounds great, honey." Sebastian smiled.

"Well if you'll excuse me then Mr and Mrs.Stan. I will prepare the barbeque for you. They should be ready in an hour." Maurice said.

"Alright, thank you so much, Maurice." She smiled. Maurice nodded and finally left them.

"I can't believe you used the celebrity card to let them allow us to bring Lucky here." Sebastian chuckled as they entered the master bedroom together, dragging their suitcases with them.

"Well.. I had to. I fell in love with this villa and just had to make it work so we can stay here." She shrugged as she closed the door behind her.

"And you did make it work, honey. I just hope Lucky will really behave. Otherwise we'll be in trouble." He said as he placed his suitcase by the wardrobe and walked towards the bed.

"Oh he'll behave. I'm going to make sure he does." She responded.

"Alright, after what happened back at the airport I believe you, honey. If there's anyone that can tame that dog, it's you." He said and she chuckled.

Seeing a large and comfortable bed in the master bedroom Sebastian immediately laid on it and sighed in contentment.

"I think I'm gonna take a nap for a short while." He said as he put his hands behind his head and gazed at the view of the sea from the windows right across the bed.

"Come and take a nap with me, sweetheart." He said, patting the bed next to him.

"I wish I can, Iubirea mea. I want to unpack and check on the kids." She said as she sat on the edge of the bed next to him.

"Oh come on, honey. Lie down here with me just for a minute and rest. The kids are okay. We have Rosita watching them, and our stuff isn't going anywhere." He persuaded her.

"Well.. okay. Maybe just for five minutes. The bed is inviting." She smiled as she slowly climbed onto the bed and scooted closer to him.

"Mmhmm.. but I think there's something else more inviting on the bed." He smiled with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Ah yes.. the pillows! They're so fluffy and thick. I love them." She said as she patted a pillow behind her, fluffed it and laid her head down on it.

"Hmm.. I think you're forgetting something." He said as he looked at her with eyebrows raised.

"What?" She asked, glancing at him with a small smile on her lips.

"There's a monster on the bed and he hates that you ignore him!" He yelled and started to tickle her waist.

"Seb.. No..!" She laughed and giggled while trying to pry his hands away from her.

"Monster is tired and hungry, monster needs to eat!" He growled as he started kissing and biting her neck gently.

"Noo.. someone help! " she giggled but she was powerless as his kisses traveled upwards onto the back of her ear, where one of her sensitive spots was located. She couldn't help but trembled at the feeling and melted in his arms.

"Seb.. it's day time.. the kids are awake.. there's Rosita and Maurice.. and Lucky.." she said breathlessly, feeling the fire of passion in her heart ignited as he continued to plant kisses behind her ear. She gasped as she felt his hand traveled to one of her breasts and squeezed it.

"I know.. but I don't care.." He whispered, making her feel weak all over.

For a moment she let herself blissfully drown in his kisses and touch but she remembered her children and she had a nagging feeling that she should check up on them.

"Seb.. I thought you wanted to take a nap?" She asked as she caught his hand that was on her breast and pushed it away. She looked up at him and her heart skipped a beat as she saw his eyes darkened with desire.

"Yeah well.. with a wife as hot as you are I just can't help myself." He said with a husky voice.

She couldn't help but feel warmth crawling from her neck up to her cheek.

"All the tiredness I felt just went out the window, especially seeing you blush like this. You look so pretty when you blush, honey. I love it." He smiled and stroked her cheek gently.

Her heart beat so fast in her chest as he gazed at her with love and longing in his eyes. Slowly but surely he leaned closer to her. His lips hovered on hers that she could feel his breath on her lips. His hand cupped the side of her face and he leaned even closer. She felt like her heart was going to explode with anticipation. She closed her eyes and his lips finally touched hers gently, sending shivers down her spine. He kissed her with so much love and tenderness that she felt like flying. Sometimes she wondered how he could still make her weak all over like this even after years of being together. She felt like the luckiest woman on earth to be able to continue being in love with her husband throughout everything that had happened in their lives. She hoped she would continue being in love with him for the rest of her life.

His kisses became more urgent and passionate as time went on and his hand traveled down back to her breast, cupping and squeezing it, igniting more passion and desire in her. But as they continued to kiss and caress each other she couldn't help to think about their current situation. This was really not a good time to make love as much as she wanted to. The kids could come through the door at any minute. And the nagging feeling she felt earlier came back to her.

"Seb.." she stopped kissing him and pushed him away.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

"This really isn't a good time to make love. The kids could come through the door at any time. And I really need to check on them." She insisted.

"Oh honey, the kids are fine.." He started to say but suddenly they could hear the sound of something crashing onto the floor.

"Adrian! Starlene!" They could hear Rosita's surprised shout from outside the bedroom.

"I told you.." She sighed as she started to get up and Sebastian finally let her go but with his head hung.

"We have to continue this later tonight, honey." He said as he got up from the bed and she followed him.

"Oh of course Iubirea mea, if we can." She shrugged and he just grimaced in return.

They went outside of the master bedroom towards the living room, following the voices of Rosita and Maurice who seemed to be fighting with the sound of Adrian and Starlene's cries in the background.

"This is an expensive vase! There's only one like it in the world! You're hired to watch over them!" Maurice shouted at Rosita.

"Well I'm sorry but I was in the bathroom for like a minute! And could you stop yelling?! You're scaring them." Rosita shouted back as she pulled the children close to her and patted their backs, trying to make them stop crying.

What looked to be broken pieces of a vase were lying all over the living room floor by the large coffee table in the middle of the room with the flowers that were in it strewn all over the floor.

"Rosita, what's going on?" Sebastian asked.

Seeing their parents coming Adrian and Starlene immediately ran towards them. Sebastian leaned down and picked Adrian up into his arms and started to rub his back gently while Starlene cling to Y/n's leg.

"Oh I'm sorry Mr.Stan. I was in the bathroom for just a moment then I heard the sound of something crashing. When I got here Adrian was standing on the table and the vase was already broken. I didn't see what happened." Rosita explained.

"Adrian, why were you standing on the table?" Sebastian asked, looking at Adrian.

"We were playing 'the floor is a lava', dad." Adrian said, sniffling.

"Yes, daddy. He jumped from the sofa to the table and bumped onto the vase. I tried to stop the vase from falling down but I couldn't." Starlene explained, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Oh Adrian, be careful next time and don't jump on the table." Y/n scolded him. "This isn't our house. You have to be more careful and behave."

"I'm sorry, mommy." Adrian said, his ocean blue eyes welled up with tears and he started to cry again.

"There there, Adrian, it's okay." Sebastian said as he continued to rub Adrian's back.

"Well I'm sorry Mr.Stan, but it's not okay! The vase is imported from Italy and the owner could fire me if he knows that it's broken." Maurice said in agitation.

"Maurice, calm down. I can pay to cover the damage, okay? How much does it cost?" Sebastian asked.

"Well, I'm not sure but I believe the villa's owner bought it for two thousand euros." Maurice replied.

Sebastian's and Y/n's eyes widened as they heard the price of the vase. Sebastian took a deep breath and let it go.

"Fine. Just charge it to us. We'll pay for it." Sebastian said.

"Very well Mr.Stan. I'm going to report this to the owner." Maurice said.

"Okay, do that. Let him know we're willing to pay for it." Sebastian said and Maurice nodded.

Maurice pulled out his cellphone from his pants' pocket, took some pictures of the vase then continued to use his cellphone.

"I just sent the pictures to the owner and he said that he really appreciates it that you are willing to cover the damages, Mr.Stan. The vase costs him three thousand euros, not two apparently." Maurice said moments later.

"Fine. We'll pay for it." Sebastian sighed.

"Very well, Mr.Stan. Thank you. I'm sorry, but the owner also said that if something like this should happen again, he has no choice but to evict you." Maurice said slowly, his eyes stared at Sebastian in apprehension.

"Fine. That's fine." Sebastian said, gritting his teeth.

Y/n placed her hand on Sebastian's shoulder and squeezed it gently as she saw that he almost lost it.

"Thank you Mr.Stan. Now let me clean this up." Maurice said.

"Yes, please do that, Maurice. Thank you so much and we're really sorry for what happened." Y/n said.

"It's okay Mrs.Stan." Maurice finally smiled a little then left them.

"I'm really sorry, Mr.Stan, Mrs.Stan." Rosita said, her head hung.

"It's okay, Rosita, it's not your fault. Now where's Lucky?" Y/n asked.

"He was by the pool when I went inside with the children." Rosita said.

"Alright, thank you Rosita. Now kids, why don't you go with Rosita and have some cookies while we wait for the barbeque to be ready." She said.

"Okay, mommy." Starlene nodded.

"I'm sorry, mommy." Adrian sniffled as Sebastian put him down on the floor.

"It's okay, Adrian. Just don't do that again okay? Be a good boy." She said, kneeling down in front of Adrian and gave him a hug.

"Okay, mommy." Adrian nodded in her arms.

She let him go and stood up as Rosita guided the children to the dining room.

"Three thousand euros for just a vase." Sebastian shook his head as he walked towards the lawn.

"I know. Ridiculous isn't it? I mean, the collection of china that Starlene broke at that castle in Germany cost ten thousand euros. Just one vase should cost way less than three thousand." She commented as she followed Sebastian out towards the lawn.

"Yeah. That's true honey. The owner probably lied about the real price of the vase. But we have no choice, do we?" He responded, sighing.

"Yeah. Even if we want to move to another villa we can't. They're all fully booked seeing how tomorrow is the start of the film festival." She commented.

"Well, we just have to make sure nothing else is broken in this villa for the rest of our stay here." Sebastian said as they reached the infinity pool and sat on chairs by the pool. Lucky was apparently lying down under a tree not far from them. He seemed to be sleeping.

“Yeah. You know what, Iubirea mea. It feels exactly like our honeymoon again. This trip feels cursed.” She said, dread in her stomach.

“Oh honey, if what you say is true we should have been kicked out of this villa, but we haven’t. And I really won’t ask you to have sex outdoors again. So don’t worry about it, okay?” He said, reaching his hand out to touch hers and squeezed it gently.

“Okay.” She chuckled and she squeezed his hand back.

She released his hand and leaned back on the chair. Her eyes gazed towards the breathtaking view of the infinity pool and the sea far beyond it. As she enjoyed the beautiful and serene view she prayed in her heart that the rest of their trip would be pleasant. They still have a month left to go. Surely they would be able to enjoy the trip as days progressed.

However, the universe seemed to want to play with them again as what happened next triggered a big change in their trip.

They were all sitting outside by the pool around a table, enjoying the delicious barbeque Maurice had prepared for them when a squirrel who just gathered some nuts from the woods ran up the tree where Lucky was lying down under. Apparently the tree was his home.

“Mommy! Look! There’s a squirrel!” Starlene exclaimed out loud, pointing her index finger towards the squirrel.

“Oh yeah, how cute!” Y/n responded.

Her heart dropped to her stomach as she saw what happened next. The squirrel dropped a nut it was carrying in its mouth and it fell right on top of Lucky’s head. Lucky woke up immediately and looked around, barking loudly. Then he looked up and saw the squirrel. He growled and barked at the squirrel, placing his front paws on the tree, trying to get to the squirrel but couldn’t. He tried hard to climb the tree as the squirrel looked down at him in panic.

“Seb, do you see that?” Y/n asked.

“What?” Sebastian asked, looking up at her. He was too busy focusing on his food to notice anything. He finally noticed when the squirrel ran down the other side of the tree and sprinted towards the nearby woods. Seeing the squirrel had successfully run away Lucky ran towards the woods and chased it.

“Oh no.. Lucky! Come back here boy!” Sebastian shouted as he stood up and started to chase him.

Soon all of the Stan family left the table and started to run chasing him.

“Lucky! Stop!” Adrian shouted.

Y/n put her fingers in her mouth and whistled loudly but Lucky didn’t care, he continued to run chasing the squirrel. The squirrel seemed to panic as it saw that it was being chased not just by a dog but also by humans. In its panic state it circled around a tree and ran back towards the villa where Maurice was still busy with the barbeque. The squirrel ran straight towards Maurice, passed his feet and went straight into the villa. Moments later Lucky ran towards Maurice too. He streaked past Maurice and bumped onto the small grill in front of Maurice. The grill toppled over onto a nearby plant, startling Maurice. Lucky continued to run chasing the squirrel inside the villa while the plant started to catch fire from the grill.

“Oh no!” Maurice exclaimed in panic.

Y/n stopped in her tracks as she saw what was going on. With her eyes widened she watched as the fire became bigger and Sebastian tried to help Maurice to extinguish the fire while Rosita and the children continued to chase Lucky and the squirrel inside the villa. She walked closer towards the chaotic scene and winced as she heard the sound of things breaking inside the villa.

Cursed. This trip was definitely cursed. She thought as she continued to stare at the chaotic scene in front of her helplessly.

—-

There was no question that after what happened the Stan family was kicked out of Villa Joliet. The fire on the lawn was thankfully extinguished successfully but the plants around the grill all burnt down and the grill was damaged. The condition was worse inside the villa. Almost all the fragile decorations around the villa broke and destroyed when Lucky chased the squirrel around the villa. Eventually Y/n managed to stop Lucky from running by offering him some dog treats and the squirrel could slip out back into the woods.

Sebastian and Y/n begged Maurice to let them stay but he was adamant that they couldn’t. Worst of all the owner of the villa wouldn’t refund the rental money that Y/n had paid them in full before they arrived. He even charged them an extra thousand euros for making all the damages to the villa.

"What a greedy bas***d! They're charging us so much! We haven't even spent one night here!" Sebastian shouted in anger as he turned the ignition of their rented van on and started backing out of the villa's driveway.

"Daddy said a bad word again." Starlene pointed out.

"Yes Seb, watch your language." Y/n sighed.

"I'm sorry.. I'm just frustrated. They're robbing us!" He said as he drove the van towards the small street in front of the villa.

"Well, they do need the money to cover all the damages." Y/n stated.

"Yeah, but I’m sure it wouldn’t cost that much to cover all the damages. It’s not like we were staying in Versailles where a single vase could cost millions of euros." He said as he stepped on the gas and the van started its descent down the hill the villa was located on.

"I know, Seb. I know. Let's just focus on where to go from here." She sighed as she pulled her cellphone out and started browsing for options.

"Right, okay, I'm sorry. Maybe we can just try booking a hotel somewhere near the Croisette." Sebastian suggested.

"Yeah, I'm looking at the available options but there are none, Seb. All the hotels, motels, villas, bed and breakfasts are full in Cannes."

"Well.. how about we try and search somewhere around here?" He suggested.

"You mean around Vallauris?" She asked.

"Yeah, or Juan-Le-Pins." He nodded.

"Okay. Let's see." She said as she started to browse for options.

Soon a list of all the hotels and accomodations around Vallauris popped up in her cellphone. But after checking on them, all of them were also fully booked. She then searched for options around Juan-Le-Pins, thankfully there was one available hotel in Juan-Le-Pins, Hotel Castel Mistral which was located near the beach and a railroad. The hotel was about 5 kilometers away from the villa.

"Oh thank God." Sebastian said as he started to drive the van towards Juan-Le-Pins.

"I have to remind you though that you might not like the hotel. It says here that it's close to the railroad so the sound of the trains can be disturbing. And it's an old two star hotel, so don't expect much." She warned him.

"Honey, right now I don't need a perfect place. I'll take anything. I'm tired. As long as it has a bed and a private bathroom I'll take it." He said, exasperated.

"Alright. There's a private beach about 40m away from the hotel. So tomorrow you guys can play at the beach while mommy and daddy go to the film festival." She said, turning around to face her children.

"The beach! Yay!" Adrian shouted in delight, his face brightened immediately, making her smile in return.

She turned her head back towards the front of the van and sighed, knowing what kind of hotel they were going to go to. She hoped it wasn't as bad as it seemed.

After passing through small idyllic streets and passing port de Golfe Juan and Juan-Le-Pins beach, half an hour later they finally arrived at Hotel Castel Mistral.

"I know now why you said I might not like the hotel." Sebastian chuckled as he drove the van into the hotel's small parking lot.

The hotel's exterior had cream colored stone walls with a medieval castle theme. The building looked old, worn down and consisted of three floors.

"Yeah. It reminds me so much of that haunted castle in Germany." She chuckled as the van finally stopped.

"Yup. I hope this place isn't haunted." He commented as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

"Haunted? Do you think there's a ghost here, dad?" Starlene asked, dumbfounded.

"Well I don't know for sure. But most likely not because this hotel doesn't look that old." Sebastian responded.

They entered the hotel and seeing the interior made Y/n feel another deja vu. The interior of the hotel had vintage and classic feel with dark brown parquet floors, mahogany furniture and classic floral wallpapers. Seeing it reminded her so much of the haunted castle in Germany. The main difference was that it didn’t have many old portraits of people on the walls and there was of course no armored knight statue around, but the old vibe still gave her the chills.

They checked into two rooms at the hotel. One room had a double bed while the other room had a single bed and a bunk bed. Sebastian and Y/n took the room with the double bed of course while the children, Rosita and Lucky took the other room.

By the time they were settled in their rooms it was already time for dinner. Feeling tired they decided to just order room service for dinner and sleep early. The next day was a busy day for Sebastian as he was supposed to attend the press conference and premiere of his movie with Renate Reinsve. After the premiere he was scheduled to attend a party to celebrate the release of the movie. So he was going to be busy from morning until night.

Y/n was also invited to all of the events. Even though she wasn’t someone who worked in the film industry but being Sebastian’s spouse she was allowed to come as his plus one.

She laid down on the bed that night feeling tired all over her body. She still couldn’t believe everything that had happened to them that day. She wondered if their trip really was cursed. Every single thing that had happened to them on the trip had already happened back during their honeymoon. And looking from what had happened, the ghost incident should happen next.

Suddenly she heard the sound of someone snoring lightly which startled her a little. She looked to her left and saw that Sebastian already fell asleep. His mouth opened a little and he looked so peaceful and innocent in his sleep. She smiled as she looked at him and snuggled closer to him. She placed one arm around his body and laid her head on his chest. He stirred and stopped snoring as soon as she touched him.

“Good night, Iubirea mea.” She said gently, looking up at him.

“Hmmm.. night, honey.” He replied and placed his arm around her shoulder then pulled her closer to him.

Home, she felt at home in his arms. Even though they ended up staying somewhere completely different, she still felt at home as long as she was in his arms.

It took a while for her to fall asleep as she was kind of dreading and anticipating the appearance of a ghost. The sound of the trains from the nearby railroad also kept her awake. Eventually though, being so exhausted after a long and tiring day she fell asleep without seeing any ghosts. The Stan family could thankfully sleep in peace that night.

—-

Palais des Festivals et des Congrès, Cannes, France - May 16th 2027 - 5 pm

Y/n's heart beat so fast in her chest as the limousine that brought them to the Cannes Film Festival's venue for Sebastian's movie's premiere stopped in front of the red carpet. Sebastian got out of the limousine first then extended his hand towards her. She picked it up and got out as well. Flashes from cameras soon blinded her as numerous photographers took their pictures.

They looked stunning that day. Sebastian wore the usual black tuxedo with a bow tie. His hair was short but fluffy at the top and his face had some short stubble which she loved to see on him. She herself wore a champagne long-sleeved tulle dress with floral white appliques adorning the bodice from the plunging v neck line down to the skirt. Her hair was pulled up in an elegant bun at the nape of her neck. The only accessories she wore was the necklace with the heart and key shaped pendant Sebastian had given to her years ago along with the heart shaped diamond earrings he had gifted to her at the start of their relationship.

She was really nervous that day because she had never gone to the Cannes Film Festival before. Over the years Sebastian had invited her to come to his movie's premieres including Thunderbolts and the Ric Flair documentary. The first time she went to his movie premiere was for Thunderbolts and it was quite a nerve wracking experience for her because it was her first public appearance with Sebastian after the infamous scandal that they were in. Thankfully it went well. None of Sebastian's fans harassed her and some of his fans even cheered for her, which she was genuinely surprised about. After that she felt more confident being seen in public with him and she finally reactivated her Instagram account even though she rarely posted.

Even though she was much more confident about being seen in public with Sebastian, she couldn't help but feel nervous that day. Cannes Film Festival was a whole different beast of an event and she just hoped she would be able to walk the red carpet without tripping.

Sebastian seemed to notice how nervous she was. He smiled warmly at her and squeezed her hand gently as he guided her to walk along the red carpet.

"You look stunning, sweetheart. Don't be nervous. You're doing great." He whispered in her ear as they continued to walk. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Thank you Iubirea mea. I just hope I can survive the long walk to the top of the stairs and not trip." She whispered back.

"Honey, I'll be here to catch you even if you do." He winked and she blushed.

He raised her hand up and kissed it, making the photographers go wild and took more and more pictures of them, making her blushed even more.

"I love it when you blush, honey. You look so pretty when you do." He smiled and she just shook her head shyly.

Thankfully she survived the long walk to the top of the stairs and she watched as Sebastian posed with Renate Reinsve, Joachim Trier the director and other cast members.

As she watched them her mind went back to the time she went to the set of the movie to shoot a scene with Sebastian. Yes, she was in the movie even if for a very short while and she was only seen from the back and wore a wig. She replaced Renate for a brief kissing scene between Sebastian's character and Renate's character.

She didn't ask for it but Sebastian offered it. Ever since their honeymoon scandal happened he had tried very hard to make her feel more comfortable in letting him leave to shoot movies around the world. He took no more than three projects a year and when he had to leave for a shoot more than a month he always took his whole family with him. He also took projects where there was no vulgar sexual scenes, unlike during his single days when he didn't think twice about taking on roles that required him to be in vulgar sexual scenes. These days even if there were sexual scenes or kissing scenes, he tried to persuade the director to allow the scene to be taken with Y/n. Thankfully all the directors didn't mind and this was her second time of being in a movie with Sebastian.

His very considerate and respectful gesture touched her deeply and she knew that he really loved her so much as much as she loved him. She was the love of his life and he was hers. Nothing in the world could change that.

—

Palais des Festivals et des Congrès, Cannes, France - May 16th 2027 - 8 pm

The crowd erupted in cheers as the closing credit of Sebastian and Renate's movie started rolling. Everyone stood up, clapped and cheered giving them a standing ovation. Y/n cheered and clapped hard as she watched Sebastian and Renate took bows on the row in front of her. The director, Joachim Trier, gave Sebastian and Renate hugs and clapped their shoulders.

Her heart swelled in her chest as she looked around the theater. She couldn't be more proud of her husband. The movie was not just visually stunning but the subject matter, which was a drama and thriller about human and child trafficking, was something so important to bring up to the world. Most of the general public was not aware of the urgent issue of human and child trafficking and the movie was definitely something that could make people more aware and help bring the matter more into light.

Sebastian played a CIA agent who was tasked to investigate a series of child abductions happening around the US and ended up finding out about the underground criminal organization who were doing human and child trafficking all over the world. Renate played a single mother who lost her daughter to an abduction that happened in rural US. Their acting was top notch and Y/n wouldn't be surprised if they ended up bringing home the awards for Best Actor and Actress that year.

The audience ended up giving a twenty minute standing ovation for them. Something that had not happened in the festival for a long time. The last time the audience gave a twenty minute standing ovation was for Fahrenheit 9/11 back in 2004. So it was quite a big deal for Sebastian and the rest of the cast and crew of the movie to receive a standing ovation that long.

By the time the standing ovation was done her hands were numb and red from all the clapping but it was worth it. Joachim followed by Renate and Sebastian filed out of the theater to go outside for a photo call in front of the famous red steps at the front of the venue. Even though they already posed for photos at the red carpet earlier that day before the screening started, there was still one more photo call they needed to do before they were off to the movie's release party.

She walked a little further away from him and let him and everyone else in the movie posed for the cameras. It didn't take long for Sebastian to notice her absence. Ignoring the shouts from the photographers he walked away from the middle of the red carpet and quickly went to where she was standing.

"Honey, come on, take some pictures with me." He grabbed her hand and started to guide her towards the red carpet.

"Seb, I think I posed enough. It's time for you and Renate to take the spotlight." She refused.

"Sweetheart, you were in the movie too." He winked and she just shook her head shyly.

"Just for a minute and then we go." He pleaded.

"Okay." She finally nodded.

Sebastian's face brightened and he immediately pulled her towards the middle of the red carpet where Renate was posing. They posed for some pictures together all three of them and then Renate left them so the photographers could take pictures of just the two of them.

Throughout the photo session his hand never left her. He placed his hand at the small of her back then he also pulled her closer to him by her waist.

"I can't wait to get back to the hotel and strip you off this stunning dress." He whispered as the photographers continued to take pictures of them, making her blush furiously.

"Seb.. " she looked up at him in disbelief but he just looked down at her with love and longing in his eyes.

"We need to continue where we left off at the villa yesterday." He winked, making her blush even more.

As if that wasn't enough, he leaned closer to her and planted a soft kiss on her lips, releasing all the butterflies in her stomach.

"I love you, sweetheart." He whispered.

"I love you too, Iubirea mea." She whispered back and smiled shyly.

Their little PDA scene made the photographers go wilder. Her face reddened throughout the photo session that she was sure she looked like a lobster, but Sebastian seemed to love looking at her blushing furiously. He kept glancing at her lovingly throughout the photo session, making the butterflies in her stomach fly around wildly.

The photo session finally ended and Sebastian guided her to go to their limousine. They were going to a hotel nearby to change their outfit for the party that night into something a little less formal. The movie studio had booked a room at a nearby hotel specifically for the movie's cast members to get ready for the red carpet and party that day.

There was a queue to get into their limousine as everyone else were also leaving the venue. They stood in line behind Renate when her cellphone buzzed in the small purse she was carrying.

She pulled it out from her purse and immediately picked it up after seeing who the caller was. Rosita was video calling her.

"Rosita, what's going on? Where are you?" Her heart rate raised a little as she saw where Rosita was. It seemed she was standing outside of the hotel and not in the hotel room. Her eyebrows were furrowed, she looked like she was really scared about something.

"Mrs.Stan.. I'm really sorry to bother you but.. You need to come back here soon." Rosita replied, her voice sounded agitated. She could hear the sound of someone shouting in the background in French and what seemed to be the sound of splashing water.

"What happened?" She asked, dreading the answer.

"I was in the bathroom with the children giving them a bath after we got back from the beach, when a.. a ghost appeared Mrs.Stan.." Rosita said, her voice shook.

"What?!" She exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, mommy! There was a ghost!" Starlene's face popped up next to Rosita's face, her face looked scared.

"Oh, Starlene, really?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, mommy, really!" Adrian's face popped up next to Starlene and crowded the screen.

"Honey, what's going on?" Sebastian asked, looking at her cellphone screen curiously.

"They said they saw a ghost." She explained and Sebastian's jaw dropped.

"What?!" He exclaimed out loud.

"Yes Mr.Stan. We were shocked and scared and immediately ran out of the room. But.. umm.. I forgot to turn off the tap in the bathtub and.. umm.. the water flooded the room and flowed all over the floor and it wasn't until the water started to flow downwards to the ground floor that I realized I had left the tap running. And.. umm.. because of that we got kicked out of the hotel." Rosita explained.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. A ghost finally made an appearance on their trip and they got kicked out of their accommodation yet again!

She exchanged looks of disbelief with Sebastian and after a moment Sebastian finally asked. "Alright, where are you now, Rosita?"

"Down at the hotel lobby, Mr.Stan." Rosita replied.

"Okay. Just wait there and we'll come there soon. Kids, stay there with Rosita and don't go anywhere, okay?" Sebastian warned them.

"Yes, daddy." The children chorused.

Rosita finally hung up the video call session but not before showing them a little of the water flooding the floor of the hotel.

Y/n turned her cellphone's screen off and put it back in her purse.

"So, what do we do now?" She looked up at Sebastian, her mind still reeling from the information they just received.

"Well.. looks like we have to skip the party and rescue our family, there's no other choice." He sighed.

"I'm sorry Iubirea mea. You know what, you can stay and I'll go back alone. I'll check out of the hotel and bring the kids, Rosita and Lucky here. Maybe we can ask Christie to allow us to stay at the hotel." She suggested, referring to Christie, the movie's producer who had booked the hotel room for the movie's cast members that day.

She felt really bad if Sebastian missed the party. The movie was a big deal for him. She was sure that he would love to attend the party and network with people and promote the movie.

"Honey, I don't care about the party. Our family is in danger from a ghost! And they're stranded at the hotel. I need to save them. It's my responsibility. Not just yours." He said, looking at her with his eyebrows furrowed.

Her heart swelled at his answer. Four years ago she was certain he would choose to stay for the party instead of prioritizing his family, but he had changed and she was so happy about it. She was glad that he could finally sort out his priorities.

"I love you." She blurted out, making him smile.

"And I love you more, honey." He replied as he reached out to squeeze her hand tight.

"Come on. Let's save our family." He beckoned his head towards their limousine which just stopped in front of them.

She smiled and nodded.

"You know what, Seb?" She asked as they sat at the back of the limousine and the limousine started to move, taking them back to their children.

"What, honey?" He asked.

"Maybe next year we should go on vacation to Asia or maybe even Africa. We may have better luck there instead of here in Europe." She suggested, making him laugh.

"Great idea, honey." He chuckled.

"And you know what honey, seeing that what has been happening has checked all the boxes of what happened back during our honeymoon, I'm sure you know what's next on the list." He teased.

"Oh Seb.. " She blushed as she realized what he was referring to.

"I am desperate for you as I was back then." He said slowly with a low and husky voice, making her heart skip a beat.

"You, looking so stunning with this dress made it worse for me, honey. You have no idea how many times I imagined making love to you tonight." He continued as his eyes traveled from her face down to her body with so much love and desire, making her feel weak all over.

He pushed a button by the window and the barrier between the driver's seat and passenger seat rolled up, effectively covering them from the view of the driver.

Without waiting any longer he pulled her closer to him and started kissing and caressing her passionately. She was powerless as she gave in to her desire and let it consume her completely. How could she hold back with a husband as handsome and sexy as he was? She couldn't.

The ride back to Juan-Le-Pins was quite eventful for them as they made sweet love at the back seat of the limousine.

"I love you so much, sweetheart." He said breathlessly after they reached their peak together. His breath was short and fast as he tried to recover from all the pleasure they just felt, she could feel it in her ear.

She was sitting on top of him, straddling him while somehow still wearing the stunning dress. Her arms were around his shoulder as she felt the remnants of the peak of their love making all throughout her body down to the tips of her toes. They were hugging each other tight. He was still in her and she never wanted to let him go.

"I love you so much too, Iubirea mea." She whispered breathlessly.

After a while she finally released her hug on him and looked down at him. They gazed at each other in silence as they enjoyed basking in the feeling of the peak of their love. His fingers caressed her cheek gently and she did the same to his cheek.

She wished they could stay like that forever but of course they couldn't.

"So, ready for another adventure?" He asked gently with a small smile on his lips.

"With you, I'm ready for anything." She replied, smiling back at him.

Whatever obstacle the universe throws at them. Whatever chaotic mess she and her family got themselves into. She knew that they would be able to deal with them. As long as they had each other. As long as they continued to love each other as they always have for the past twenty six years.

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