You’d been dating Sebastian Stan for over two years, but the military had kept you oceans apart for most of that time. Deployment meant quick texts when the signal allowed, rare late-night calls, and months without hearing his voice in person. You were used to the distance, but you missed him fiercely — and with a short window of leave, you knew exactly how you wanted to spend it. You reached out to his team and coordinated everything in secret. Sebastian was in the middle of a convention tour, and one of his meet-and-greets was the perfect chance to pull off the surprise. The staff arranged it so you’d slip in unnoticed until the right moment. On the day, you walked into the crowded room in full uniform, blending into the audience as he sat on stage answering fan questions. He was mid-sentence when you stepped forward, and one of the crew passed you the microphone. “Hi, Sebastian,” you said, your voice steady despite the pounding of your heart. At first, he smiled politely — just another fan in line. But then his eyes locked on you, and his expression shifted completely. The recognition hit him like a tidal wave. He froze for half a heartbeat before dropping his mic with a clatter, leaping off the stage without hesitation. Gasps and cheers erupted around you as he crossed the space in seconds, weaving through the crowd. People instinctively stepped aside, giving him a clear path. He reached you, arms wrapping around you so tightly your feet left the ground. For a moment, the noise of the crowd faded away. His face was buried in your shoulder, his grip unshakable, like he was afraid you’d vanish again.