Better Believe It

"You're so soft," he says softly as he continues to hover over you, his hand trailing across your stomach, stopping at your side and giving it a gentle squeeze. Your breath hitches. You've never been complimented this way before, let alone your weight be the root of the compliment. 

Your brows furrow at the thought and Sebastian gets confused. "Don't sugarcoat it. I'm fat, no two ways about it," you spat somewhat irritably. 

He stays silent for a bit but doesn't bite at your seemingly self deprecating comment. Instead, he dips down for another languid kiss, sending your entire body buzzing with invisible electricity.

"Why me?" you ask after he pulls away again to catch his breath. 

"Why not you?" he asks back as he lightly flicks a lock of hair off your cheek. Your brows furrow again and despite his proximity to you that made your knees weak, you push him a little so you can sit and stand up to move away from him.

Sebastian took a deep breath as he watched you create distance from him. He was a little confused. Every time he kissed you he could feel you melting under your hold but when he separates from you, you tense up immediately.

"Y/N…what's wrong? Am I moving too fast? Is this too much?" his voice was almost pleading. He kept his gaze trained on you as you struggled with whether to leave or stay.

You take a huge breath before you speak. "Yes, yes this is too much! This isn't supposed to happen to someone like me! You're…you and I'm a goddamn nobody!" 

Sebastian's forehead creased. "What do you mean?" 

It's at this juncture he realizes he can't deny that he really likes you. It's also obvious that you feel the same way but can't bring it to admit to him.

"Seb…you can have any woman in the world, what the fuck am I doing here?" you ask him once again, this time in a much calmer tone.

Sebastian stands from off the bed and walks towards where you're standing and holds you by your waist. He presses his forehead against yours and lets out a shaky breath. You close your eyes and savor the feel of him close to you despite the raging battle of your emotions inside you. 

"Don't fight this, please. I really, really fucking like you and I know you like me too. Can we just…shit…can we just enjoy this while we're both here? Please?"

You don't say anything as the silence hangs in the air, punctuated only by your breaths.

"You're so tense…" Sebastian whispers worriedly. You open your eyes and see him staring at you. His hands move up to your shoulders gently massaging them before cupping the back of your neck.

"I'm sorry," you say as you grip his wrists. "I don't mean to be so difficult. One day at a time, okay?" 

"That's all I could ever ask for, sweetheart."

"Are you sure you don't want me to walk you home?" Sebastian asks you for the nth time. You both were standing outside his room, your fingers intertwined with his. He pulls you close again for another breathtaking kiss. You could feel him pressing into you further and you felt like he would never let you go.

"I'm going to be fine," you struggled to say in between kisses. You momentarily lay your hands over his chest and give him a small glare to which he responds with a smirk that you ignore. "How long will you be here in Chicago?" 

"Two more days," he says. "I have another meeting later today and tomorrow. Can I see you afterwards? If your cousin doesn't have anything planned for you of course, I wouldn't want to intrude."

You smirk at him a bit but nod anyways. "I think that can be arranged. Of course you dumdum, you can!" You giggle at him before he tugs you close once more. 

You tiptoe to give him one last peck. You were already by the elevator and was about to push the call button when a pair of steady hands and strong arms turned you around and pushed you to the wall. You didn't have time to react as Sebastian crashed his lips on yours, causing you to whimper in both surprise and pleasure. This kiss was nothing compared to the make out session you had earlier, this was like him setting every nerve ending of your body on fire. It was needy and bordering on desperate as he held onto you tightly while pressing you harder against the wall.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he whispers furiously after you separate. "Y-You better go take the stairs, otherwise I'll carry you back to my room and have my wicked way with you, sweetheart."

The way his eyes had darkened to pools of black made you shudder and realize he wasn't kidding. You didn't know how to react and followed his order instead, taking the stairs to go down instead.

You didn't realize you were holding your breath until you were out of the B&B and into the cool, sunny morning outdoors. You touched your fingers on your lips, still in disbelief that the last few hours that passed really happened. 

"Oh hey," Hart greets you as you slipped inside through the back door. "Thought you got mauled out there or something. Good run?" 

"Uh-huh," you answered nonchalantly as you toed off your shoes and socks. "Really good," you muttered to yourself with a smile as you bent down to pick them up. You tell your cousin you were gonna take a shower on your way back up to your room. You were already thinking of telling Sebastian you just got in but a text notification beats you to it. 

1 New Message

You home, sweetheart? Miss you already :( - seb

You

Yes, I just got in. I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but I miss you already too. 

(unknown number)

I can't believe I'm gonna say this >> curious…?

You

I'm still *somehow* trying to convince myself this morning really happened, y'know what I mean? 

(unknown number)

It did. Better believe it, sweetheart. ❤️💋

You laughed at the emojis he used before placing the phone facedown and preparing for your shower.

"Looks like someone had a good morning," Kayla muses out loud as she sorts out the mess that are Sebastian's things. It took him a few minutes to answer the door when she arrived and when he finally did, his earphones were plugged and he was humming along to whatever song it was playing on his phone. 

He was still humming when he stepped out of the shower. In the few years that she had been working for Sebastian, she had gotten to know him pretty well, but this, this seemingly giddy, teenager like side of her boss was something she hadn't seen before. 

"Okay," Kayla murmurs before coming up to Sebastian and tugs the earphones off of him. "Who are you and where is my boss?" she demands sternly. 

Sebastian turns around just as he was slipping on a shirt and looks at his assistant with an innocently curious grin. "Excuse me? Rude." 

Right after you dashed to the stairs, Sebastian leaned back beside the elevator, closed his eyes and sighed heavily before a grin slowly curled his lips up. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so excited about meeting someone new. His emotions were a bit scattered when he woke up earlier, unsure of what to make of all of it after seeing you yesterday. It was a sea he was a little scared to dive into, but when his lips touched yours, he allowed himself the jump and despite the uncertainty of being in open waters, he couldn't be more sure now of how he felt about you.

"Keep it simple, Seb," he mumbled to himself. Like she said, one day at a time.

"OH. MY. FUCKING. HELL." Kayla enunciated each word as overdramatically as she could. "You fucking saw her, didn't you?"

Sebastian scoffed but it sounded more like a giggle instead. "I don't know what you're talking about, K." He walked towards his suitcase and rummaged inside it to find something to wear for his 2nd meeting with Phillip and the production team later. 

"Roxie asked me about a woman she caught you looking at yesterday at the restaurant--dark shoulder length hair, lazy brown eyes, bright smile and I had to pretend I didn’t know who she was talking about," Kayla responds. With his back to her, Sebastian fought a grin but nevertheless kept his mouth shut.

"Fine," the hapless assistant speaks again after a full minute of her boss's non response. "Be that way. I at least hope you didn't leave the poor woman clueless and you admitted to yourself you are attracted to her."

After about half an hour more, Kayla finally takes her leave, promising to meet him after lunch at the production meeting at the same coffee shop where the auditions were the previous day. She shoots him a warning glare before opening the door. 

"Don't be an ass and don't break her heart." 

"Never even thought about it, K," he says to himself as soon as she was out the door.