imagines shit (Sebastian's version)

S.S || happliy ever after

So this is a request and basically y/n Sebastian had to break up because of work and trauma (like almost every second chance romance) and there they meet again.

Word count: 930

Y/n's pov:

Holy fucking shit. I must be gods least favorite because I just found out that I'm going to act with my ex bf.... As love interests.

We broke up 3 years ago. It was a nice sad breakup.

"Y/n.." He said holding my hands. We both knew that it would happen at the end, just didn't think that it'll happen this fast.

"I know, sebby" "I love you" "I know... I love you too but, I gotta put me first. I can't be with you and take care of myself."

"I'll come back" I had to add. "And I'll wait for you. For evermore"

That was the last time I saw him. I always thought that we were endgame but I guess not.

"Hey, you okay?" The director asks me. I smile at her "yep, waiting for my co- star" "good cause he's here"

Fuck no. If I jump from this window I'll survive, sure I'll break a few bones but it'll be worth-

"Hi, y/n" Sebastian walks in."hi! Hello! What's up?" God kill me, why am I so awkward?

He gives me a confused look and sits in front of me. "Uhh good. How are you?" I smile and widen my eyes "I'm good, never ever in my life have been that happy as I am today. Single and happy" I need a tape to shut my mouth.

His expression and posture change. He looks tense and a bit sad. Is he jealous? I don't have a boyfriend. I am sick as a rock. Why would he be jealous? Wait- what if he's not jealous but actually being pity for me because I don't have a boyfriend and he does??

This motherfucker. "Alright so I wanted to ask you to talk just in case you want to back out of this last minute. I know that it's weird and I can see that you're nervous and overthinking every small movement I'm making so if you don't think you can do this, it's okay if you want to back out of this...or even me! I'll do whatever makes you happy, for evermore"

For evermore.

Flashbacks of that night are coming to me. There's this weird old and familiar feeling in my stomach that I think I recognise, but I don't know if I want to admit it.

Before I will, I want to check if he feels that too. "It's okay, im not backing out. But thanks anyways,... Sebby" he looks up when I say that nickname.

He feels that too. We stare at each other. We're so close, just a half table away. "Alright, let's start this movie" the director cuts us our from our interaction.

Never in my life have i wanted to punch a director... until now.

*the evening after they finished filming*

"Need a ride?" Sebastian asks. "Sure, thanks. How did you know?" I pick up my purse tiredly. First day is always the toughest.

"You always take cabs when you carry a purse because you don't have a place to put it on your motorcycle" he reminds me.

I stop and look at him for a second. He remembered that. He looks at me and I look at him.

I forget about everything. About how we're in public. About how we're probably getting filmed by paparazzi. I just know that he's here and I'm too.

For a few minutes I'm just a girl falling in love with a boy.

"Hey, can I have a photo? Please y/n I love your character in The Cruel Prince, Jude is my role model" a young girl cuts us out of our fantasy.

She looks like she's 14. That's not an age to fucking have Jude as a role model. She's going to grow up to be a fucking military soldier.

"Sure, sweetie. What's your name?" I ask her as I sign my picture. "Veronica" "such a lovely name. Just as it's holder. You're very pretty Veronica. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise" she hugged me and ran back to her family.

I get into the car and Sebastian takes himself a few minutes before getting in too. We drive silently and get to our h Hotel.

We go to the elevator and see that we're on the same floor. I want to say something funny to break the silence but it's too late now.

I start walking to my room, 31. He starts waking in the same direction. 33. He's a door next to me.

God must hate me. I know I don't like pray every day but they doesn't mean I should be suffering.

I get in and I almost fucking cry from anger and pity when I see that we have an inside connected door.

Next morning I'll fucking switch a room.

Suddenly Sebastian comes from the connected door. "Seba-" "I should've said it sooner but I didn't know if you still felt that way, and I still don't but it's killing me. I waited. I'm waiting, y/n. It's been 3 years. 3 miserable full of sadness years. But it's worth it as long as you still want me. Because I do. I'll for evermore will do"

I stare at him. "God, I should've called you sooner" and I kiss him. He was my for evermore, but now right now. But now he is both.