#and he doesn't care. 'she said yes? great no further questions LET'S FUCK TONIGHT'
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btw in my world halsin himself speaks to any partner of tav's that is potentially entering into a poly dynamic with them, whether they discussed that as a triad or a v - really, in my world, they all three of them sit down and talk about it together to air any reservations and/or misconceptions. if there is ever anything less than enthusiastic consent given for the negotiated arrangement, he will recuse himself, expressing his best wishes for the couple.
#* ooc.#the way he's written in canon sometimes reminds me of someone i knew in my hometown and oh it gives me the ick.#the appearance of a poly/kink savant but when you actually hold a mirror up to the meat of what's going on... it's missing a lot#some of that is constraints of the medium i understand#but i hate Particularly in the case of karlach how... you cannot communicate to him any of the complexity in her position on the matter#and he doesn't care. 'she said yes? great no further questions LET'S FUCK TONIGHT'#it's... he should have the emotional awareness to know that there's a lot more discussion to have when these people are new to it#when they don't get it instinctively like he does
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Past Meets Present | Alex Turcotte & Trevor Zegras
summary: a horny night with your boyfriend in the club bathroom gets interrupted when your ex fuck buddy walks in.
request: yes/no
warnings: mature scenes, p in v, threesome, sex in semi-public place, use of the name slut once, oral (male and fem receiving!)
word count: 2.70k
authors note: I’ve never written a threesome before in my life so if it’s shit I’m sorry. I hope I did the request justice though because it was actually really fun to write! Took me the whole day but it was definitely worth it.
Trouble always seemed to find its way back into your life.
The latest attempt it made was in the form of Trevor Fucking Zegras. It entailed of four months with great, no fabulous, sex and the instant plus one to all events without any questions. The best part about it was that there was never a title that either of you attached to it. Everything came crashing down though when Trevor decided that the exclusive deal that you two had made by locking lips with some girl at the bar one night when you were running late.
As you ran out of the bar pissed of beyond belief you bumped into Alex. Well actually you collided with his chest and just like in the movies when you landed with your ass on the sidewalk Alex was there to pick up your pieces.
Within two months of knowing him he asked you out and of course you said yes because you liked how relaxing he was to have around. Trevor hadn't been in your mind since that night at the bar.
Sex with Alex was also great, sure he wasn't as rough as Trevor, the orgasms didn't make you cry the way his could. But it never crossed your mind, or at least that's what you told yourself.
So when you landed up in a club celebrating Jacks birthday you finally got to learn that the man you thought you'd never see again was actually best friends with your boyfriend of six months.
Alex seemed to be obvious to it though as all he cared about was pulling you into the bathroom because he couldn't cope with the sight of you in your pretty little short red dress "baby," you moaned as your fingers wrapped around the counter that was under you.
He loved the taste of your cherry lipgloss as he forced his tongue further down your throat "fuck you look so pretty tonight," Alex groaned as he locked eyes with you.
That sight of your swollen lips as you let them form a pout watching him lick his own "couldn't keep my hands to myself," he murmured as he leaned back down to kiss you when you were both unaware that the bathroom door opened "princess doesn't usually like it when you get all needy." Trevor's confession struck you both as it caused you to snap your heads in his direction.
His smirk was prevalent on his face as he leaned up against the frame of the bathroom door. You couldn't help but turn a shade of pink as you could see Alex beginning to figure it out "you two know each other?" He asked keeping his attention on you.
All you could do was nod as you let out a sigh "we were friends," you explained leaving out the key details "you went crazy for my cock a few too many times to just be my friend." Trevor clicked his tongue as he shut the bathroom door this time making sure that he locked it.
You buried your face in Alex's chest as it turned a bright shade of pink "who's better baby?" The question fell from Alex's lips as he was curious.
It wasn't every day that you could ask a girl who she thought was better between you and your friend so Alex truly wasn't going to pass on this opportunity.
The hesitancy in your voice only made Trevor's smirk go wider "you my love of course," you nodded to yourself as you pulled Alex closer to you so that you could kiss him once more.
But Alex stopped you when Trevor started talking "you know that girls who lie don't get rewarded at the end of the night." The Ducks players words rung through your head as edging your through the night was one on Trevor's favourite things to do.
The Kings player ran his finger over your lip "baby you know how you always said you wanted to try something new?" He asked as the idea came to his mind.
Conversations had been shared between the two of you talking about what you each would and would not try in the bedroom, threesome was on each other your green light lists "you sure Al?" You cocked your head not wanting to force him into anything as that was always something that you seemed more fond of than him.
Alex nodded as his thumb drew circles just below the end of your dress "only if you're comfortable with it?" Trevor began to feel awkward as he was just watching you two talk "I wanna see who is better at making my girl come." Alex blurted out the second you gave him the nod to show you were down with it.
Trevor wasn't used to sharing you with anyone, he never wanted to so when Alex proposed that he knew that bragging rights of some sort would be on the table "who starts then?" Trevor rubbed his hands together not seeing the smirk on your face.
As both boys were the same condom size you took the spare one from Alex's wallet "like to have his come dripping out of me at the end of the night." The comment was a total lie but Trevor didn't know that. The younger of the two boys had always wanted to fuck you raw but when you said no each time he asked he respected your answer so the idea of hearing that you were letting Alex come inside of you had Trevor oozing with anger.
You could hear the groan come from your boyfriends lips at the idea of what you were proposing "you sure your boyfriend won't mind me having you first?" Trevor cocked his head as he saw Alex frown behind you "gotta save the best for last," you shrugged clearly pissing him off now.
It truly shouldn't have been this amusing but you couldn't help but smirk at Trevor's pissed off state "don't be jealous just because he knows how to fuck me right Trevvy," you cooed as you placed your hand on his shoulder.
The boy rolled his eyes "when I lift your little dress up I'm gonna see that you're soaked," he had seen the way your thighs stuck together and that was a clear sign that you were ready for a good fuck "not for you." There was amusement in your voice as you crossed your arms.
Trevor unbuckled his belt and the sight was enough to make your mouth water "somethings don't change my desperate little princess," he pointed out as his hand cupped your cheek "gonna make you feel so good." His voice was a murmur before his lips landed on yours.
The kiss was needy as your tongues were in this fight that only ended when Alex let out a groan "didn't expect this all to be that hot." He confessed as his cheeks turned red when you smiled at him.
An idea went off in Trevor's head "go suck your boyfriend off for me princess," his request was met with a quick nod from you "hi baby," you grinned as you pecked Alex's lips.
Your boyfriend always melted into your touch as your fingers danced over the waist band of his shorts “don’t be a tease,” Alex warned as he dug his fingers into your hips “since you asked so nicely,” you grinned as you pressed a kiss to his neck totally unaware of how Trevor moved closer to you.
Just as you were about to crouch down to pull Alex’s boxers down Trevor kept your ass in the air “you’ve kept him waiting for too long,” The Ducks player pointed out as he watched your hand wrap around your boyfriends cock.
You smirked as you kissed the tip of Alex’s cock before you wrapped your lips around it making sure that you took as much of him in your mouth as you could before you let out a gurgled moan.
Trevor’s fingers lifted up your dress “god Alex your little princess here is soaked,” he announced as he was met with the sight of the wet patch on your thong.
Alex groaned as he wrapped his hand in your hair “she’s my little horny slut.” The name made you squeeze your pussy around nothing and you knew Trevor had seen it as he had pulled your panties down.
It wasn’t often that you actually felt excited to be trying something new but here you were weak in the knees at the thought of getting fucked by two guys “you ready to get fucked princess?” Trevor’s usual nickname for you made you nod as your muttered yes came out whilst you swirled your tongue around Alex’s cock.
The younger boys fingers went to your slit as he teased your slit “missed this,” Trevor mumbled as he rolled the condom over his cock before he slowly pushed himself into your core.
He gasped as his hands went to your waist as he slowly continued to rock himself into you as you adjusted to his size “you’re liking this aren’t you?” The Ducks player cooed as he heard you groan causing Alex to shudder.
Alex was surprised he hadn’t let out a whimper yet as you always knew how to suck him off just right “always been so good at this,” he mumbled as his grip tightened over your hair when you locked eyes with him.
That was what Trevor honestly loved most about you, it was your ability to tease the boy you were sucking off even though he was meant to be the one in charge “fuck her face,” Trevor blurted out as he threw his head back when your pussy clenched around him.
Your pussy was literal heavy for anyone lucky enough to come across “you okay with that baby?” Alex asked as his hand cupped your jaw.
When you nodded it finally gave him the green light as he began to move his hips as they met your face. Your nose brushed against his stomach. In your own there was a coil that was quickly growing tighter by the second. “This little princess is getting close.” Trevor smiled as your gurgled throaty noises let a moan slip out.
His hand went to your clit as he didn’t know how much longer he could last.
Alex on the other hand only had seconds let as your throat had him close to collapsing “you feel so good,” he pointed out as his thrusts began to get staggered when you tilted your head upwards to let his cock go further down your throat “shit shit shit!” Alex repeated as his come shot ropes down your throat.
He lifted your head up so you were now standing upright “want to be a good girl and swallow for me?” The Kings player asked as his thumb wiped the rest of his release that had fallen out of your mouth so that he could push it back in.
You nodded as you let the salty liquid slide down your throat before you stuck your tongue out “always been such a good little listener.” Trevor cooed as his pace on your clit increased “I’m gonna come!” The sentence fell from your lips as your hands handed on Alex’s shoulders as you pulled into a kiss trying to keep the moan from falling out of your lips.
Alex always liked the taste of himself on your tongue as he groaned letting his hands come forward to squeeze your breasts.
Trevor in the other hand was morning when your pussy squeezed his cock as your core began to throb “you’ve still got it.” He cooed as his thumb didn’t let up on your clit even after he slid out of you once he came “Trevvy no.” Your face scrunched up as you tried to pull away from his hand.
The Kings player smiled when you sent him a pout “got faith in you baby,” he murmured as he hooked his fingers under your chin so that he could kiss you.
Somehow the taste of your cherry lipgloss was still on your lips “you’re so pretty baby.” Alex let out a chuckle as he kissed you once more.
Trevor watched as your legs began to buckle “hold her waist,” he pointed to Alex who just listened.
His head moved to your neck as he began sucking at it “god you’re hot,” the older boy smiled as his hand rubbed over your lips.
For the second time tonight you has come as your release came running down legs “think it’s about time you sit down.” Alex pointed out as you nodded. He picked you up before he put you on the counter “think you have one more in you?” He asked as he tucked your hair behind your ear.
The Ducks player clicked at his tongue “she can last all night.” Your eyes went wide as you remembered back to what he referred to as fun nights of edging.
Your boyfriend picked up on your reaction as it caused him to kiss down your neck “look at the miss you’ve made,” Alex smiled as he crouched down “you’re looking so sweet tonight.” He kissed at your thighs as he lifted up your dress when he tucked your dress behind you.
His tongue lay flat against your slit as your hand went to his hair “come here,” Trevor smiled as he put his hand behind your neck as he kissed you.
You had to admit that you missed the taste of his whiskey on your tongue, Alex was always a beer drinker so you didn’t get that taste anymore “missed your pretty lips,” the younger boy confessed as you let out a moan feeling Alex suck your clit.
That sound bounced off the walls of the bathroom, your boyfriend had to to admit that the way you kept on looking down at him when Trevor’s lips moved away from your own as his own markings on your body mixed with Alex’s.
It was like even though Trevor was there you still didn’t care especially not when Alex began to finger you whilst not letting his tongue slow down on your clit “please don’t stop,” you begged as you continued to grind your hips against his face.
Trevor forced your face back to face his as he also grew jealous “you make such pretty noises don’t ya?” He tapped your lips as he began to kiss you again. Now the Ducks player wouldn’t admit it but he began to miss what he had with you, he wasn’t a sentimental guy but the way your head fell backwards as your eyes screwed shut feeling your boyfriend take you closer to your high it made him miss you in ways he shouldn’t have.
Your thighs began to squeeze around Alex’s head as you knew you weren’t going to last any longer “keep doing what you do best baby.” You cooed as you encouraged Alex’s actions even further.
The younger boy smiled when your head dropped onto his shoulder as his hand began to tease your nipple over the fabric of your dress “being such a good girl princess,” Trevor’s praise brought you to your third and final orgasm of the night as your face scrunched up in pleasure.
You saw stars and only really recovered when Alex stood up leaving your pussy “always tasting so sweet,” he cooed as both boys laughed at your dazed state.
They smiled as you forced your head up so you could look at him “who won baby?” Both boys didn’t take their eyes off of you as you huffed “there was a competition?” You asked making them both laugh once more.
Your fucked out state seemed to turn your brain into mush “I think I should get you home,” Alex sighed as he helped you pull your panties back up before he wrapped his arms around your waist so he could help you walk.
Just before you unlocked the door Alex turned around to look at Trevor “we’ll call you.” He announced as you nodded in agreement.
Maybe this wasn’t meant to be a one and done thing.
#super smut Thursday#hockey smut#nhl smut#Alex Turcotte smut#trevor zegras smut#oneshots#imagines#hockey imagine#hockey imagines#nhl imagine#nhl oneshot#trevor zegras x reader#trevor zegras oneshot#trevor zegras imagine#alex turcotte#Alex Turcotte imagines#amber writes fics
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Always the extra, never the lead
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x F! Reader
Genre: Angst
Words: 1.8k
A/N: Hey, guys! I'm back hoho serving another angst (if you squint your eyes lol). I hope I broke your heart or makes you feel pain or sad coz that's what i wanna make you feel while you read my piece oftrash. This plot is plaguing mah mind. Also, the title sucks lolololol I can't think of anything argh!
Enjoy :)
It's funny how people cheer themselves up by thinking that they are the main character of their own story. You think that it's ridiculous to give themselves a fake hope while the fact that the cycle of their story doesn't change anything. They'll never be the protagonist, no matter how hard they try to be one.
That's why you gave up, right. You settle yourself to be just a bystander, watching the main roles act their piece under the big spotlight. Watching the man you love entranced by the stare of the girl he likes. See, it's not you. Because, after all, as much as you wanted to be the Cinderella or Snow White or any other damnsel in distress, he'll never be the prince that will save you. You're just an extra.
Confess your profounding love to him? You already thought of it and considering the consequences of it, you're just a coward who didn't want to jeopardize the only relationship you had with him. You're fine with being his bestfriend. At least, you still have an excuse to be at his house until midnight just hanging out with him. You can still wear his hoodies and imagine yourself acting like how the other girls did to their significant other.
That until she came.
He spent less time hanging out with you. He rarely even talks to you and ask if you're still breathing. As if all of a sudden, every memories you spent with him vanished like a bubble when the narrator introduced his leading lady. Of course, you were jealous, infuriating to be honest, she stole your man, the ash blond you were crushing since you laid your eyes on him. And the thing that makes you go insane is the fact that you don't have the right to be angry because he's not yours to claim.
The only thing you can do is sit there and let yourself drown in pain. Pretend that you're fine with the set-up and act normal. You didn't want to mess up the play, don't you?
Fine, my ass. You're not a masochist.
They're still not together, that means she's not his either. They're still at the phase of knowing each other, so you still have a chance to confess. There's no way that they already fall in love with each other that fast.
Here you are in his room, laying comfortably on the silky sheets of his bed, staring at the ceiling. You just invite yourself to his house.
"Hey, dumbass! Are you even listening to me?" His voice snapped you out of trance. "I'm sorry. I got a lil dizzy for a sec. What were you saying?"
"You alright?" The hint of concern on his voice didn't go unnoticed by you and you just cherish this moment that way you always do. Your breath hitched when you felt his cold hands touch your forehead, his other hand on his comparing your temperature. The small act of friendship makes your blood rush to your cheeks.
"Geez. I'm fine, Katsu." You rolled your eyes at him, swatting his hand away. As much as you want to prolong the skinship, you didn't want to make yourself become a flustered mess. "Now, what were you saying?" You propped your head with both hands under your chin, as you roll on his bed now laying flat on your stomach.
"I said are you coming with me this Friday night. We're just going to eat." You looked at him suspiciously. For a second, your heart triumphs.
"Wow, you already want to see me again."
"Tch. Just say yes or no, idiot." You chuckled at his scowling face. "Just admit that you missed me, grumpy-chan."
"You're a pain in the ass."
And just like that, you didn't have any decent to sleep as you were so excited for Friday to roll. Whatever plan he has, you can't help but to think that it's like he's asking you to go out with him. Ignoring the second line he said, you let yourself dive in fantasy.
It's Thursday and you're still conflicted on what to wear, you asked for help of your friends. Surprisingly, they agreed to help you right away without raising their brows and questioning you about the date with the 'mystery man'. 'Cause they already know who it was, just from how eager you look.
Your love for the blond isn't news to them. Being classmates and friends for almost three years, they already knew how your mind works though they didn't really know how frenzy and complicated the wires in it. They just know the surface of it.
"How about this?" Mina showed you the haltered red dress that ends just above your knee. You decided on it right away which makes your friend shakes their head at your eagerness. After that, you're just casually having fun, giving you advices and tips on your so-called date from their experience.
You saw him leaning on his car, permanent scowl on his face while constantly checking his phone. You eyed him from your position, awe struck at the ravishing aura he oozes. The white dress shirt he's wearing highlights the muscle he workrd so hard to built. He looks so clean and sinful at the same time.
"There you are, grumpy-chan!" You walked towards him slowly, smacking his back as your usual greeting, smile plastered on your face with the hint of blush spreading on your cheeks. You watched him stunned for a while, eyes roaming to your body. "About fucking time. Let's go."
You were surprised when he opened the door for you but you just shake it off. He's gentle, seems like his careful with his actions.
He glanced at you for a moment before he went inside the car. His heart went wild when he saw you. He thought you looked prettier when you dressed up. He always saw you wearing baggy shirts that's why when you showed up with that tight dress he malfunctioned for a bit. You looked bold and sexy like a predator hunting its prey, quite opposite from the girl he's pining. He shakes the thoughts of you away as he began to drive.
Akiya is full of sunshine and rainbows. She's sweet and looks vulnerable like an antique dishware that needs to be taken care of. And he has the great urge to protect the quirkless girl. Funny, how he was so bully to Deku being quirkless and here he was falling for one.
He was so upset to himself when he found out his stupid affection to the girl. Their constant talking amd bubbly personality made it possible to like her. But everytime he's with her, his mind straying away to your well-being. He knew that you have feelings for him but he didn't dig further because you're not vocal about it. With how much his time was spent with you, he cared deeply for you. He loves you, of course, but it isn't like kind of love you felt for him.
After sorting out those endless thoughts, still, his adoration for Akira weighs more than your friendship.
That's why he's inviting you to dinner with him.
The anxiety is bubbling up inside you. The look on his face screams that there's something going on inside his head that you're not ready to unravel. Call it instinct but something feels odd. The ambience around you doesn't suit your guts. You're beyond happy that you're having a good time with him but there's this unsettling feeling that's eating your inside.
Is this what you think it is?
He's the one who initiates the conversation first, sensing the awkwardness in your table. Feeling blue, you just answered him with nods and short words. Clenching your jaw as you forced yourself to smile naturally. It's not really that difficult for you to do it since you are good at hiding.
The dinner was served and you just sat there, eating in silence. You don't dare move your eyes from your plate. You felt him checking on you for the nth time of the night then followed by a sigh.
You fucking knew it. Your grip on the knife was tight while slicing the tender beef. You're silently praying that you'll have the control of your emotions tonight. The night is still young but the 'date' is nearing to end.
"Y/n, just don't fucking talk and listen to me." His hand combing his spiky hair in frustration. He didn't know how to break it to you without hurting you. "What's with the serious talk, grumpy-chan? It's not like you, ya know." You laughed.
"I said I'll do the talking, idiot." You rolled your eyes at his remark."You know Akiya, right?"
"Uh, yeah, she's the girl you like, right." You said with an obvious tone in your voice, smiling, almost seemed like you're teasing him. Almost. Because the bitterness you felt left a hint on your voice.
Silence. No one dared to speak. Not because of your last statement. It seems like gods are not in the mood to heed your prayer as you desperately trying to stop the tears that you didn't know were already falling. You inhaled deeply, calming yourself down, slowly accepting your defeat.
You were the one that breaks the eerie silence. "So, you two are already together. Is that what were you going to say to me? Or is there anything el–"
Oh.
Realization strucks your chords. How can you be so fucking simpleton? A small laugh leaves your mouth while nodding your head crazily, new batch of tears forming in your eyes. He only watched you, confused.
"Oh my god! You fucking knew it. Am I right?"
"Y/n–"
"I'm a clown. You knew I love you yet–" You laughed again. People gaze at your direction, feeling pity at your state. You are mess right now.
"What the fuck are you talking about? Yes, I knew it. I knew your feelings but your my bestfriend for fuck's sake!" He raised his voice, bloodshot eyes lingering at your form.
As if like you flipped your switch, you looked at him with blank eyes, no emotions were found as you speak to him. "Is it entertaining? Is it funny to watch me make a fool of myself? Am I stroking your ego when I looked at you with fucking heart eyes huh, Bakugou? Tell me."
"That's why I'm fucking talking to you right now. I want you to stop it. I need you to stop loving me because I can't reciprocate it...I love Akiya."
"I know! Don't fucking rub it on my face. I know it. I already knew it! Okay? And yet here I am still fucking hoping that there's still a chance." You're desperately trying to sound fine, wishing for your voice not to crack. "I-I'm still fucking praying that I wish it's me. Why the hell it can't be me? Why, Katsuki?"
No, you're not going to break down in front of him. That will be last tears you'll shed. You shut your eyes tightly, regaining your control over your emotions. You didn't spare a glance at him, looking yourself at your mirror while retouching your make-up. You grabbed your phone, texting Mina to pick you up while you're talk to him. "Just so you know, I'm not going to cut ties with you. If that's what you're worried about. I'm still your friend, dropping the 'best'."
You looked up at him, eyes meeting his for the last time. You saw his pained expression, clenching his jaw when he looked away. You get up, ready to leave. "Another thing, next time when you reject someone don't do it over a fancy dinner. That just gives them a false hope and that's fucking painful." You chuckled.
Bitter smile plastered on your face, you prepare yourself for the conclusion of the story. Walking to his side, you bend to him while placing a kiss on his cheek, whispering your final dialogue as the side character.
"Goodbye, grumpy-chan."
#bnha x reader#bnha angst#bakugou x reader#katsuki x reader#bnha#mha bakugou#bnha bakugo x reader#bnha bakugō#bnha bakugo katsuki
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Evanstan ficlet
Prompt – "Your wish is my command"
Pairing: Chris Evans x Sebastian Stan
Word Count : 2.5 k
Warning: None. Maybe a bit of fluff
Summary: He was excited for the date. Very much so. But unexpected arrival of a girl at Chris' house changed their plans a little bit.
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With his shoes shining extra bright, having fixed his tie & handkerchief in the coat pocket for probably the hundredth time, Sebastian comes out of the black Audi he parked in the corner spot. It's far enough from the mahogany door for hiding, but also close enough so that he can keep an eye on the place. There's still no movement though, so maybe he is still getting ready.
It’s his third date with Chris and Seb is bubbling with excitement and nerves. Yes, the previous two have gone great and he loved walking through the parks and exploring bookstores with the guy. But it still felt like two friends hanging out together rather than two potential boyfriends. So seb decided to take matters in his own hand and give tonight a more romantic cut. This is probably the first actual, proper ‘date’ they are going to have. They'll talk about each other all night and flirt from across the table, have eachother's complete an undivided attention. Reservation made at one of the finest and fanciest hotels in the city, where he plans to wine and dine Chris Evans and charm the fuck out of him.
He really needs tonight to go just right. Exactly the way it is planned. Wants to make a good impression. Not that Chris doesn’t know him already. But Sebastian wants to come off as the good Boyfriend material instead of being the shy kid in a grown man's body who is still secretive and giggly around his crushes like he's some teenager. He was stuck in the friendzone spot for so long, it's sometimes still hard to believe he has escaped it. They have been working at the same firm for years now. But it was just last week when Seb gathered the courage to ask out the man of his dreams on a date. But more important (and still very shocking) is the fact that Chris indulged him and reciprocated the feelings instead of laughing them off. They’ve decided to take it slow and just see where it goes at the moment. ( Sebastian might have already dreamed of their wedding, pets and future babies though. He has been doing that for a couple of years. Not in a creepy way. He is just the hopeless romantic, thinks of himself as a rom-com lead sort of a person) But tonight he plans to be the best of the best. Create a whole James Bond vibe and make all that extra effort it takes to win over someone as special as Chris. He is dressed in his finest Italian suit and had his hair quaffed perfectly, wearing the best cologne and is present on the doorstep at sharp seven thirty, like he said he would be. Punctual. A good start to being a good date. He rings the doorbell and pulls out his most charming smile, for Chris. Only when the door opens, instead of the familiar handsome bearded face and stormy blue eyes, the visual of an empty drawing room greets him. He turns his head to both sides. Nope. No one. What kind of sorcery is this? Who opened the door, if he can’t see any human in front of him right now?
"Psst. Tsk tsk. Here."
A small, sweet voice reaches his ears. He looks down and finds the source behind that. It’s a little girl. Probably 4 or 5 years old. She has blonde hair and chubby cheeks, barely reaching up to his waist even though she is standing on a platform higher above him. Has a curious look on her face and is analyzing him from head to toe. He instantly smiles after looking at her. Tiny angel dressed in a onesie that has cartoons scribbled all over it. Two seconds in and she is already melting his heart. Damn you baby fever.
“And who might you be?”,He asks leaning down to reach closer to her height.
“I am Stella. Don't tell me who you are. I already know. You're the date guy. Where are your flowers?”, the little lady asks him, tone too judgemental for a five-year-old but adorable nonetheless.
“My flowers?”, He is a bit confused right now.
“Yeah. Flowers. When you go on a date, you are supposed to bring them”, she tells him impatiently and gives a disapproving look, like she’s the adult and he is the kid in this scenario.
“Yeah, Sebastian. Don’t you know simple date manners? Where are your flowers?”, Seb finally hears the voice his ears had been craving for. Chris just came to the door too. Wearing a crisp white button up and dress pants. Tie undone and hair a little messed up, indicating he had been running his hands through them frequently. The kind of thing people do when they are nervous. Chris doesn't show any other signs of distress though, has a playful tone and glint in his eyes, clearly stating that he’ going along with the joke and self imposing in the ongoing conversation.
“Sorry. The vendor was a mean guy. Didn’t give me any. And how many dates have you been on to know all this stuff?”, Seb asks the girl after shooting Chris a full smile.
“Five”, Stella replies promptly.
“Five? Wow, sounds serious. Who’s the lucky guy?”, Sebastian can’t help but talk more to the little munchkin. She sems fearless and very confident. Unafraid of talking to strangers and making conversations, a quality Seb wishes he had in himself.
“His name is Ethan and he’s boy. Not a guy. But he does remember to bring me flowers every time”, She tells him with her chin held high.
“Well, maybe we can have a double date next time”, he replies while giggling at the cuteness and she just shrugs like ‘it’s no big deal’.
“Stel, why don’t you go inside and keep and eye on dodger while I talk to Mr. Stan over here”, Chris pats her shoulders and Stella just nods and runs off back in the house.
“Mr. Stan? Really? I love it when you are formal Evans, but I’d prefer to be called Sebastian for the rest of the night. We are not in the office now, remember?”, he asks sheepishly.
“You gotta teach the kids good manners, right? Can’t have them all turning up as uncultured swans like you”, Chris was always that guy in the room who makes sweet jokes and tries to put every one a ease. Another reason why Sebastian loved the guy. Handsome, kind, compassionate, and witty. He truly is the whole package.
“Between the two of us right now, who is dressed more properly and has his tie done in a Windsor knot?Stop making excuses. She clearly has more sass than both of us combined. So if I were you, I’d stop worrying about teaching little grandma manners and start thinking about the wrinkles on that shirt”, Sebastian was never the one to shy away from fun banter either.
“Yeah, you’re probably right. That’s all you wanna say though? No further questions?”
“Oh, I was gonna ask if you forgot to tell me something but you clearly don’t let your guests speak without badgering them about having manners”.
Chris gives him an apologetic sort of smile and says, “I am so sorry Seb, I did try to call you but when you didn’t pick up I figured you were probably driving and on your way here anyway, so...”
“A good answer, but not one for the question I was gonna ask”
“Oh, you mean you were gonna ask me about our daughter?’, Sebastian gives him a dry chuckle. “See that’s funny because you and I never slept together”, Chris explains further, thinking he’s being hilarious right now and Seb has to prick that bubble.
“I don’t find it funny by the least, Chris. And by ‘it’, I mean the fact that we never slept together. Also please tell me you know that even if we did, it is biologically impossible for us to have a kid together”, Seb gives him an incredulous look and that makes Chris laugh out louder than before.
“Oh, pardon me. I am an investment banker, life sciences were never really my strongest subjects”, he apologizes, with a hand on his heart.
“It’s actually more of a common sense thing and honestly you are right now making me reconsider the decision of asking you out for this date.”
“That’s probably a good thing, because we are gonna have to reschedule the date anyway. Stella is my niece, Seb. My sister just dropped her off, couldn’t find a baby sitter at the last moment. So here I am. Stuck in between being the best brother and the most favored uncle at the moment. Ditching a hot guy and a fancy date to take care of a sassy 5 year old. Good Times”, Chris lets out a self depreciating laugh, still looks really apologetic and genuinely sorry which makes Seb’s heart sink even deeper than it already has after hearing the date he was so excited about is getting a rain check. He musters up a smile though.
“It is okay, Chris. Really. I understand”, he tries very hard to sound normal and not let any disappointment he is feeling pour into his voice.
“It’s not though. We decided this together and now I am just bailing on you at the last moment. Cancelling plans on such a short notice. Even though I know how much you planned for tonight and the reservation will probably get wasted. I’ll pay for it if yo-“,Chris starts with another round of apologies and Sebastian already knows the guy wouldn’t stop rambling unless he’s cut off.
“Chris. Chris, stop. It’s no big deal. The Plaza is way too overrated anyway. I guess we can have more fun by ordering a pizza and watching care-bears while waiting for it”, Sebastian suggests. Still a little hopeful that he’ll get to spend the evening with Chris anyway. Doesn’t matter if it’s at a fancy hotel or on a couch at his home. All he wants is to be close to this man.
“You..you wanna come in and spend time with us?”, Chris’ eyes are wide with surprise. He was clearly not expecting the situation to take this turn. Sebastian instantly feels like an asshole for trying to decide everything on his own.
“I didn’t mean to sound so presumptious, but yeah...I’d like to do that. If you’ll have me?”, he asks for permissson and is half expecting for the door to slam in his face.
“Of course we’ll have you, Seb. It’s always pleasure. Come on in”, Chris moves back, inviting him inside the beautiful place and Sebastian happily accpets the offer.
“Good for you. Because if you had just refused, I was totally planning on setting a camp right in front of your door step to make you feel horribly guilty”, he says while taking off the coat and hanging it up on the rack. He is delighted to hear the sound of Chris’s laugh at his recycled, not-so-funny jab. The date might not have gone where he wanted it to, but it’s definitely going somewhere. And for now, that's good enough.
“Oh and Seb, Care bears is so 1985. Kids these days don’t really watch that y’know?”
“Well I thought CNBC and the stock market channels would be a bit much for her”
“Don’t worry. She knows exactly what she wants. A Disney fan.”
“So I see, she takes after her uncle. Please tell me it’s not Frozen though."
“No, tonight's reserved for Tangled.”
"Hmmm. A bit better. I can deal with that. She has a good choice."
“Takes after her uncle in that regard as well”, Chris winks at him before turning to go into the kitchen and Sebastian’s heart is doing backflips at that simple action.
***
They spend the rest of their night watching and singing along with the animated characters. Building pillow forts, telling Dodger to fetch the colourful balls and mimicking sesame street voices. It’s the best date Sebastian has ever had, even if it was hijacked by a kindergartener and a furball. At the dinner table, Stella tells Chris she wants to sit next to ‘Bastian’ and asks him to cut her pizza into little bites for her. Seb tries so hard to hide the tears that well up in his eyes, though he is sure, Chris caught a glimpse of them. Because right after feeling too emotional, he had gotten a squeeze at his thigh and Chris interwined their fingers together, skin warm and cheeks flushed red. This looks and feels so much like the future Sebastian had been planning for them. He can’t tell if he manifested that by imagining it hard enough or is fate just being extra nice and kind to him since last week. Either way, he hopes this doesn’t change.
***
Finally it’s after 10:30 and Chris reminds Stella it’s way past her bedtime, she shouldn't take advantage of him just because he caves in everytime she pouts. He takes her to the upstairs bedroom while Sebastian stays in the kitchen to do the dishes, no matter how much Chris asks him not to do that.
“Please don’t. You’ll only make me feel like a shitty host”
“Please let me, if I don’t, I’ll be the one feeling like a shitty guest”.
Just when he’s done drying off the last plate, Seb hears footsteps coming down from the stairs. He walks out of the kitchen and stands at the very end of it, waiting for Chris to come down.
“She asleep yet?”, he asks when they’re just two steps away from each other.
“Actually no. Said she wants you to go up there and kiss her goodnight too”, Chris laughs but answers with a certain seriousness that tells Seb this is not entirely a joke. Stella actually did ask for him. That realisation warms his heart even more.
“Alright, I can do that”, he starts climbing up the stairs and crosses Chris. Is stopped by a large hand softly reaching out to hold onto his elbow. ‘”You know, you don’t have to, right? She’ll go to sleep on her own in a few minutes anyway. Don’t spoil her too much”, Chris wants to make sure Seb isn’t feeling obligated to do any of this just because of him.
“I know I don’t have to. I want to though. And cuties like you Evans people deserve a little more spoiling every now and then. Let me take care of that”, he smiles and frees his arm from Chris’s grasp. Walks a few stairs further but is stopped in his track again. This time, by Chris’ deep husky voice.
“Hey, Seb?”
“Yeah?”
“After you are done with putting the little madam to sleep, I want you to come downstairs and kiss me good night too. I’ll be waiting in my own room”, Chris is flustered, pale skin turned the loveliest shade of pink at the make but his voice still holds a demanding and authorative tone that manages to make Sebastian weak in the knees.
“Sure”, he says with his own voice trembling and can’t begin to believe his lucky stars.
'Whatever you say. Your wish is my command, Christopher', Sebastian thinks.
Actually, he might’ve just said it out loud judging by the way Chris snorts then blushes a shade darker and smiles some more standing on the other end of that staircase.
***
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