challenge [sebastian stan]

17; r e a l - l i f e

THEY BOTH BURST out into laughter as they reminisced back to their high school days. "you were such a nerd, mia."

"you must be kidding. did you see your haircut in high school?" she started to giggle and mumble incoherently about his "surfer-wannabe" style. chris playfully swatted at her, however he lost his balance and fell off the stool, ending up a laughing, drunken mess on the floor.

mia couldn't help it as she started to laugh even harder, reaching to wipe away the tears forming in her eyes. as chris was getting up, mia turned away to gather her thoughts, yet her brain was a jumbled mess, mainly due to the alcohol swimming through her body. she was about to laugh and shrug it off when she noticed something catch her eyes in the corner of her living room; a soccer ball.

normally, she wouldn't be phased, however there was something about this soccer ball that she couldn't shake off. it was only then when she realized that it was coated in signatures from her favorite soccer team; fc arsenal. and it was only then when she realized who gave her such a meaningful present. and it was only then when she realized why she still had a dull ache in her chest.

immediately, her smile fell off her face and she pouted, looking down at her hands. the tears began to well up, however she tried to make sure they went unnoticed by chris. yet, it was her tiny sniffle that made him look up, and frown at her.

"hey, mia... please don't think about him." he attempted to coherently say, however it came out as a sort of slur.

"i-i can't chris. he.. i-couldn't be happy. no happier, with leighton." she mumbled out, yet none of it made sense at all. chris frowned even more as he wrapped his arm around her and brought her closer to his tall and well-built body.

she started to cry even more, and chris could feel his thoughts all over the place, as he couldn't do anything to make her smile again. 

"i--" she started but shuddered and closed her eyes again. they remained like that for a while, when suddenly she looked up at chris, and she felt realization hit her.

she was crying over some guy who couldn't even give two shit about her, and here was chris, her rock since her early teenage years, her platonic soulmate who would give his left limb to see her smile. he had dropped everything just to help her get over the asshole who simply used her as a rebound, and here she was still crying over him when she was the last thing on his mind. she continued to stare into chris' eyes, and realized she was always his first priority, and she suddenly felt immensely grateful. she felt adoration cloud her brain, and before she knew it, she was wrapping her arms around his neck, and pulling him down to meet her lips.

it took her some time to process how soft his lips were against hers, and she couldn't help but bask in this glory. chris, however, quickly grabbed her cheeks, and gently pushed her back as he moved his face away. "aramia... why--"

"please, chris." she begged.

"y-you're drunk. i'm drunk. it's not right." he stuttered.

that's when she looked back up at him with her lips jutted out in a pout and she blinked rapidly. "help me, chris."

and he couldn't resist.

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chris woke up in the middle of the night, only to find himself a sweaty and naked mess. he looked down and noticed mia clinging to him desperately as she too was a sweaty and naked mess. she slept peacefully as her face practically glowed in the moonlight.

chris quietly detached himself and tip toed to the kitchen for a drink of water-- his throat was killing him. while he was there, he quietly thought to himself about the recent events.

he loved mia.

he loved her more than she would ever love him. he had never stated his feelings for her out loud to anyone, so he kept them to himself, hoping it would die down as the years progressed, yet the opposite seemed to be happening.

his mind drifted off to sebastian, his best friend, other than mia, of course. he knew this was wrong. he knew this would only cause more problems to arise between mia and seb, possibly even between him and mia. yet, he couldn't help as his feelings towards mia grew, and his anger toward sebastian heightened.

he had to calm down, so he continued to drink the cooling water, before heading back to the bedroom where mia lay. he slowly lifted the blankets as he settled himself in, quietly wrapping an arm around her. immediately, she stirred as she slowly awoke, not fully conscious yet. 

"hmm... wha--" she quietly mumbled, her eyes half open.

"shh, go back to sleep, mia." he cooed.

immediately her eyes shut again and she felt herself slowly drifting back into a deep sleep where her heartbreak was no longer a reality, but not before she heard his voice.

"i love you, mia." he stated as he looked down at her, nothing but adoration and love in his eyes. chris let his fingers slowly trail down her cheeks.

and maybe it was because mia was half asleep. or maybe it was because her desires were so strong that not even sleep could stop it. whatever it was, it didn't stop the next few words from coming out of her mouth. and when they did, they nearly brought chris to his knees in pain and realization.

"i love you too, sebastian."

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n// tbh i don't blame u if u ship chris and mia more than arbastian lmaoo. chris literally treats her like a princess, but i guess the heart wants what it wants :\\