you had recently become sebastian stan’s acting agent. this meant you helped him find good roles and auditions and basically took care of a lot of the managing and organizing things that happened with his career. you loved it. it was like a dream come true, getting to work with him all the time. but…today, you were kind of regretting everything. because he was scheduled to leave tomorrow for a shooting of this new movie, to London. for ten months. and the more you thought about it, the more you absolutely hated even the thought of it.

it was night, and he leaves tomorrow morning. you were both taking a walk down the frosted streets of new york city, weathering the cold so you could go over last minutes things with him. you cared about him, you always wanted to make sure everything was perfect…especially if he was going away for ten months.

you’re in the middle of explaining to him when his flight lands and where he has to go when he gets into the city, when he flat out stops walking. he calls your name bluntly, his hands in his pockets and your eyes meet his with a knowing look. he knows you don’t want him to leave. “….and you’ll meet the cast there.” you finish your sentence, but your voice is much quieter. you weren’t thinking about that anymore.