A/N: Two separate people requested an imagine with Sebastian, and their requests were very alike so I decided to combine them! One request asked for numbers 26 & 32 from the list, and the other request gave a basic plot. Enjoy!

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Today was a day like any other. You were an assistant project manager on Sebastian Stan's new film, a man which whom you'd been flirting for the entire shoot. Between the romantic gestures, glances when the other wasn't looking, and shared meals when the others had already gone home for the day, you and Sebastian had something between you that neither of you had labelled. You liked him. A lot. And you think he liked you, too, but no one was brave enough to say it first.

It was a day like any other. Until it wasn't. You felt the stage shift under your feet, then the boards fell out from underneath you. Before you could move, your body slipped into the hole, and you crashed fifteen feet down into the interior of the stage, hitting several wooden beams on the way down.

Sebastian had no idea what was going on when he arrived on set. All he saw was the ambulance and emergency crew crowding the area he knew you'd be near. When he asked someone what happened, he found out that someone had an accident, and that that someone was you.

You were taken to the hospital, in critical condition since you hit your head pretty hard, multiple times, in the fall. Sebastian remained by your side the entire time, the last words he said to you flying through his mind. It had been a joke, something along the lines of, "I'd ask you to stay after hours, but I don't like you." You had laughed at the time, but he should have told you the truth.

He loved you.

After you were stable, you were taken to a hospital suite. Sebastian remained there with you for hours after the doctors left. His hand never left yours, even as he drifted in and out of sleep. He was absolutely terrified of losing you, and that has made him realize how truly he loved you.

"I should've told you," he whispered to himself at least a dozen times. "I should have told you I love you."

In the very early hours of the morning, you stir to consciousness. When you look to your right, you see Sebastian asleep in the chair, hand still on yours. It makes you smile and lace your fingers through his. He awakens, eyes flickering over to you.

"On your left," you rasp softly.

Sebastian leans forward, eyes wide, and his hands cup your cheeks. He bends down and presses a gentle kiss to your lips, pulling back in surprise. "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to--"

"--Shut up," you chuckle, pulling him back down.

That day was a day like no other.