Sebastian went out with the boys and had a little too much to drink. You guys have been best friends since high school, and you've both liked each other for a while, but we're too scared to say anything.Your phone starts ringing, scaring you awake. You check the time, the clock saying 2:32 am. Sebastian was trying to FaceTime you. You groan, answering the call.
He was sitting at a table , you couldn't tell where it was. The room sounds quiet, so you know that Chris Evans and Anthony Mackie aren't with him.
"Hey, (y/n)," he smiles as he sees you. "You look very pretty."
You giggle. "Are you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk... I'm not!"
The phone almost falls out of his hands, but he catches it.
"What do you need, Seba?" You ask, really wanting to go back to sleep.
"I need to tell you something." He starts. "I'm in love with you, (y/n). I think I always have been. You're so beautiful, and it makes me so mad to see you with someone else, someone who doesn't appreciate you. But I do. I appreciate you. And I'm telling you now. I've always been so scared to tell you this, but if I don't do it now, I don't think I ever will."
You can't stop smiling as he's speaking. You know that some of this is probably drunk talk, so you mentally tell yourself to talk to him in the morning, when he's a little sobered up.
"Okay, seba... I like you too... now go get some sleep, okay? We'll talk in the morning."
He nods. "I love you." He says and hangs up before you can say another word.Part 2? Maybe?
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