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Gold rush

Sebastian Stan x Female!Best friend reader

Summary: Reader is Sebastian’s best friend but she’s in love with him. She was an expert at hiding her feelings until she learned he had a new girlfriend.

Chapter 1: Enchanted

July 14,2019

They say the worst kind of heartbreak is when your loved ones die, but I think that's false. It's when the person you're in love with doesn't love you back. I was currently facing the person in question, my best friend, a.k.a Sebastian freaking Stan. How the hell did I end up in this situation? I always said I would not let a man ruin me. I always preached how I would never be one of those girls who cried over a man. If someone didn't treat me right I would kick their asses, simple. Now here I was, being one of those girls. I didn't want to ever feel like this. People describe falling in love like it's the best thing to happen to them, and they only say that because their feelings are returned. Here I was, fucking miserable. Hiding my misery behind my fake smile. If there was one thing I knew how to do best, it's hiding my feelings.

I met Sebastian ten years ago. We were both invited to our mutual friend's birthday party. We were both introduced to each other as shy introverts, and as soon as our friend mentioned that quality about him, something deep inside me knew we would become good friends. And that's what happened. After that day we started talking and getting to know each other. Our friendship consisted of watching movies, helping him rehearse his scenes, going to new places and comforting the other when we got our hearts broken.

So much has happened in the last decade. We both developed and grew as people. My best friend had gotten very known over the last ten years. He had joined the Marvel team as Bucky Barnes, also known as The Winter Soldier. That was the reason he invited me over today, to help him with his lines for the new show "The Falcon and the Winter Soldier."

"Y/N!" His fingers snapped near my face, bringing me back to real life and popping the bubble I was in. I looked around and studied my surroundings. Rain droplets accumulated in the window of his New York apartment. It was dark and gloomy outside, darkening the inside of his apartment as time went by. I was able to see his beautiful features thanks to the glow of the lamp in the end table. We were sitting side by side on his big brown couch.

"Sorry, what?"

"I'm waiting for you to say Sam's line."

"Oh. Sorry."

"Are you okay?" No. I wanted to tell him that I was not okay. I was not going to be okay for a while. But I sucked it up just like I had to do every day.

"Yeah. My mind just goes other places sometimes. You know how I am."

"Wanna talk about it?" He put down his script and reached for my hand which was fidgeting with my shirt. I hadn't noticed it doing that until he enveloped it in his. 

"It's nothing. Promise." I never lied to him. But this had to be the exception. "Let's just continue with the script, yeah? Filming starts soon and we can't have you fucking up."

"You know I never fuck up." I gave him a questioning look and raised my right eyebrow. "Almost never."

"Are you ready for Comic Con? It's only five days away!" I tried changing the topic.

"Yeah. I actually wanted to talk to you about that. Will you come with me? You know how interviews make me. Sometimes I get nervous and they make me uncomfortable. Having you there will help me."

"I thought Mackie helped you with that."

"He does but with you it's different." My heart did all sorts of flips when he said that. Though he couldn't have meant it in that way. He looked at me with those damned big puppy blue eyes that made it impossible to say no.

"Alright."

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He chanted before crushing my body with his in a tight hug. It felt so good to have his arms around me. Just like your average cliché, they felt like home. He was home. My nose was grazing his neck, and I was able to smell his cologne. God, smelling his cologne was always literally torture. "I already bought your plane ticket."

"Really Stan? What if I hadn't agreed?"

"I know you love me too much to say no." I know he meant as in friends, but my heart ached because his words were just salt to my wound.

"You're a bad influence." I rolled my eyes but seeing his smirk made me genuinely laugh for the first time that evening. I was feeling lighter but I still felt tired. "I gotta go home. Bucky's waiting for me."

"Seven years and I still can't believe you named your dog after my character."

"Jealous I didn't name him Sebastian?" I teased back, mentally cheering myself because even though I felt like shit, my flame was still strong.

"Frankly I'm a little hurt. If I had a girl dog I would name her Doll. Which is your nickname by the way."

"I know it's my nickname." I said annoyingly. "But I want to be the only doll in your life." Okay that definitely came out wrong. Oh god. Jesus fuck will he suspect anything?

He inched forward, invading my space. I felt like the room was getting smaller and smaller. I couldn't breathe.

"Don't worry, you're the only Doll for me." He whispered. I needed to get the fuck out of here.

"You're hilarious." I got up from the couch and walked towards the kitchen counter to get my purse. "Text me the details for the day we leave. See you soon. Bye Stan."

"Goodb-" I opened and closed the door behind me before he could finish his sentence. I couldn't keep falling in this never ending dark pit. I needed to get my shit together now.