MARVEL IMAGINES

SEBASTIAN STAN || Fake boyfriend

"Chris," you sigh, turning to your older brother tiredly, "I need some assistance."

Chris' head looked alertly in your direction, putting down his phone to listen. Gah, he is such a good brother. "What's up?"

You sigh again. You were sighing a lot that day, more so in that small timeframe. You were just tried, slightly annoyed and in need of some brotherly help. "I may have told mum and dad that I have a boyfriend.. when I obviously don't."

He furrowed his eyebrows, a small laugh escaping his lips. "Wha- why?"

"They were pestering me, okay??? Now just please help me find a fake boyfriend that I can take out to lunch tomorrow with them."

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You sit in the car, leaning forward. You lean your head on the steering wheel, accidentally causing it to beep loudly. An old woman at the park that you parked in front of almost trips over at the loudness of the horn. You could already tell this day was going to be bloody fantastic. If fantastic meant truly, truly terrible.

"You right?" Chuckled the man in the passenger seat. You had a heart attack for a brief moment, before realising who it was next to you. Sebastian. Being one of your brothers closest friends, you had met him a small handful of times before. Enough for him to reluctantly agree to being your boyfriend for a few hours before you could tell your parents that you 'broke up'.

The money is also a bonus. He didn't know it yet, but you were planning to pay him at the end, like he was a rent-a-boyfriend. That would actually be kind of cool...

You snapped back into your thoughts, leaning back in the seat completely. You drummed your fingers on the steering wheel anxiously. "I mean... I'm feeling a giant bit stressed that we're somehow going to fail this and embarrass myself completely."

"Don't worry," Sebastian smiled softly, "I'm a great boyfriend!"

You groaned lightly, "that's the WORST bit!"

"How..?"

"My parents will love you to pieces, and then hate me for fake breaking up with you in this fake relationship." You dragged your hands over your face, breathing out heavily as you did so. Sebastian pulled your hand away from your face,

"Hey. Y/N. It'll be fine. We literally have to go out for lunch for a few hours, make up some shit about how long we've been dating for and it's all good. I assume you... we'll be fine."

"You promise?"

Sebastian nodded, rubbing your forearm with his thumb. "Promise."

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WRITTEN BY ELLE