Request by: makewanders

Imaging you're in a movie with Tom Hiddleston and Sebastian Stan. You've been friends with Tom for years and have had feelings for him for quite a while, but he tells you he likes someone else. Things get heated and you start getting closer to Sebastian...and possibly the police?

On Set

"Y/N," Tom's voice lulled. "Can I speak with you for a moment?" His blue eyes plead with yours to listen to him, and his right eyebrow did the thing.

"Sure," you said cautiously. "What's up?"

He motioned his head towards his trailer and began walking. You followed him slowly towards his trailer until he opened the door for you. You eyed him and slowly walked up the steps of his trailer until you were inside. He shut the door behind him and breathed a sigh.

"Why are you acting so weird?" You asked bluntly.

A smile plastered across his face and he chuckled. "I didn't want anyone to hear this except for you. After all, you are my best friend," Tom said, walking closer to you.

"Tom?" You questioned slowly, backing up a few steps. "What's going on?"

"You can't tell anyone this. Promise me you won't," he said, his eyebrows raising.

"Of course I promise. What is it?" You asked again.

"I'm seeing someone," Tom said with a happy sigh.

Your throat tightened and you felt your heart stop. "Wh-what?"

"Taylor Swift, actually," he mumbled. "The Taylor Swift."

"Please tell me this is just for publicity," you mumbled while looking down at the floor.

"What?" He asked, surprised.

"Tom, please tell me that's just what it is," you said, your eyes brimming with tears.

"No," he said firmly. "No, Y/N. I actually like her. Is that hard to believe?" He was angry now, and his eyes were narrowing in on yours.

"Yes," you said lightly. Anger spilled out of you now, like a hurricane taking place on the edge of a city. "Yes, Tom, it's hard to believe. Why her?"

"Because she likes me and I like her. Thanks for being happy for me," he said sarcastically while rolling his eyes.

"Was I not obvious enough?" You asked through gritted teeth.

"What are you talking about?" He snarled.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Was I suppose to get down on my knees and suck you off until I was done with you and then write break-up songs about you? About us? Is that what you're looking for in a relationship? Because if so, have fucking fun with her." You were fuming by the end of your rant, and he was about as mad as you were.

"Get the fuck out of my trailer," he growled.

"I'm happy to," you growled back.

"If I wanted a relationship where someone would suck me off until they were done with me than I would've dated you," he growled as you left his trailer.

You stopped on the second step down from his trailer and growled back, "Have fun with her. Tell her I said 'hi' when you send her off to her first day of high school," you snarled and then walked off. He slammed his trailer door after you left and a stray, unwanted tear rolled down your cheek.

"Fuck you," you mumbled as you briskly walked away from his trailer. You found yourself walking to the dining area of the set, currently craving anything to satisfy the empty hole in your stomach.

You made it to the table of various foods and picked out a plate. You grabbed a cupcake, a few cookies, some
crackers with cheese and pepperoni, and some wine to help it all down. You sat your plate of food down at an empty seat and began shoveling it all in as you played Grand Theft Auto on your phone.

"Y/N?" A deep voice questioned.

You rolled your eyes and said, "Tom, I don't wanna fucking talk to you right now. Didn't our screaming match clarify tha-" You were interrupted when you looked to the man whom the voice came from. It wasn't Tom- it was- "Sebastian, I'm so sorry," you sighed.

He sat down next to you and looked at you with puppy dog eyes. "It's ok, Y/N. Is everything ok?"

"I'm fine," you whispered as you took a bite of a cookie.

"Y/N," he mumbled your name as he placed a hand on your wrist. "What's wrong with you and Tom?"

Your thumbs stopped moving on your phone screen.

"Nothing," you quickly lied, taking another bite of your cookie.

"Y/N," he said cautiously.

"I said nothing is between Tom and I. Go ask him how he is with-" you froze mid sentence. You didn't want to out Tom, even if you both did resent each other for the time being.

"With...?" Sebastian questioned as he raised an eyebrow.

"Someone," you whispered. "They're no one. Well, they're definitely someone. A huge someone, in fact. Like, popularity wise. I'll stop now," you rambled and then took the last bite of your cookie. You continued looking down at the table until Sebastian's voice caught your attention.

"Well, whomever that someone is, you're one billion times better than they will ever be," Sebastian mumbled with a delicate smile.

"Say that to Tom," you joked with a chuckle.

"Do you want me to?" He questioned seriously.

You immediately shot back, "No! Please, don't. I was kidding."

Sebastian softly smiled and said, "Ok, I didn't mean to scare you."

"Y/L/N! STAN! HIDDLESTON! ON SET IN FIVE!" Your director, James March, yelled. (A/N: All AHS fans... "Mr. March")

"It's our time to shine," Sebastian said as he stood up from the table. He held out his hand for you and you graciously took it, helping yourself stand up from the table.

You  began walking to set with Sebastian. You were looking at him as you spoke and you didn't see that someone was crossing directly in front of you.

"I'm so so-" you began until you saw whom it was.

"Y/N," his deep British accent said flatly.

You sighed and huffed, "Tom." You then pushed past him and make your way to the set with Sebastian a few feet behind, and Tom a couple yards behind.

You made it to the set within the given time limit given by your director.

"Hello, Y/N," he said with a smile.

"Hey, James," you replied back. He said his hellos to Sebastian and Tom, as well, and then you began acting out more scenes of your movie. The movie, a romantic comedy, starred you, Sebastian, and Tom, obviously, along with some fellow crew mates, such as Jensen Ackles, Zachary Quinto, Lily Rabe, Sarah Paulson, and Emma Roberts.

The movie was about Christina, the main lead, aka you, choosing between two males, David (Sebastian) and Ben (Tom). David was a business man who worked for a large company in New York. Ben was a lover of theater and acted in many plays and such. Needless to say, when watching the movie, the audience would have a rough time deciding who they wanted Christina to be with. (A/N: If your name in RL is Christina then lucky you)

**time skip brought to you by Zachary Quinto being in another fucking season of American Horror Story like please Jesus please**

"I'm hungry," you groaned as you clutched your stomach.

"I can relate," Sebastian said as he placed his hands over his stomach. The day had been a long one. You had to cry for about an hour because it took that many takes to film the scene. Sebastian had to repeatedly fall in a pool for about an hour and a half, including having to blow dry his hair and dry him off before every take. You had to admit though- that scene was fun to be apart of. Tom had to keep setting dinner plates on a table for, well, too fucking long. Needless to say, you were really fucking tired, hungry, and angry.

"Where would you like to go for dinner?" Sebastian asked as he lead you to where your cars were parked.

"I don't care. Just tell me a place and I'll probably go along with it," you mumbled.

Sebastian giggled and said, "Whatever you say." He then thought for a moment as he reached his car and you reached yours, which were ironically parked next to each other. "Olive Garden?" He suggested.

"Sounds great," you said as you threw your body in your car and turned it on.

**time skip brought to you by Sebastian jamming to Taylor Swift music in his car on the way to Olive Garden**

"I'll have the shrimp Parmesan, please," Sebastian said to the waitress with his bright white smile.

She smiled back and her eyes lingered for a little too long. She then asked for your order and you replied, "And I'll have the Atlantic salmon, please."

"Coming right up," she said and then walked away.

You and Sebastian sat in awkward silence for a moment before he mumbled, "I think that kid on your right recognizes me."

You not-so-casually looked to your right to see who he was talking about. You noticed a boy, about seven years of age, staring at Sebastian with an open mouth.

"Maybe he just thinks you're pretty," you said with a giggle and a smirk.

Sebastian giggled and blushed, "No, that's not possible."

"And why not?" You questioned as you raised an eyebrow.

"Because if he wanted to look at someone pretty, even if he was gay, he'd be staring at you," he mumbled with a soft smile. "You're by far the prettiest woman in the building, let alone the country."

You blushed and looked down at the table. You were smiling like an idiot. Yes, Sebastian had given you small compliments before your feud with Tom, but never one as big as this.

"I don't know what to say," you mumbled as you kept looking at the table while twiddling your thumbs.

"Your food has arrived," your waitress said cheerily, snapping you back into reality. Sebastian was now blushing and giggling as the waitress set his food down in front of him. She set your food in front of you and you thanked god for her interrupting the two of you in this moment.

"Thank you," you said for the interruption rather than the food. You hadn't known what to respond to him. Was he just being a nice guy? Was he being a nice, friendly guy? Or was he being a guy that was genuinely trying to get a compliment across to you to prove he was worthy of your attention? All very possible possibilities.

"This is amazing," Sebastian moaned as he took another bite of his shrimp parmesan. He swallowed and took another fork full in his mouth, his eyes closing at the taste of the rich sauce against his taste buds.

"Mine's pretty good, too," you mumbled as you stared at his Adam's Apple as he swallowed once again.

He chuckled lowly and eyed you with his head tilted slightly down, a smirk plastered to his face. "Take a picture, it'll-"

"What the fuck?" You thought aloud as you looked past Sebastian. It was him. It was-

"You have to be kidding me," Tom spoke aloud as he made eye contact with you. He was with her. The booth the waitress sat them at was across the small room from yours. Of course they had to be seated in the small room. Of fucking course.

"Y/N, I'm sorry. I didn't know they would come-"

"We should go do something fun," you said. You had an emotionless expression on your face, which slightly scared Sebastian.

"Ok," he said cautiously. "What do you wanna-"

"Anything," you cut him off. "Literally, anything."

After signaling the waitress that the two of you were leaving, Sebastian paid for his half of the meal and you paid for yours. It took some coaxing, but finally you scared him enough to let you pay for your own half, so you did.

"Well," Sebastian said as he stuffed his hands in his pant pockets and rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. "We can take my car or your car."

"I have a better idea," you said under your breath.

"And that is?" He questioned with concern.

"Leave your car here and you can come with me," you said as you opened your car door and revved up your engine.

"Should I be worried?" Sebastian asked as he sat in the passenger seat.

"Slightly."

**time skip brought to you by the second episode of AHS: The Mist showing Wes Bentley for 2.37 seconds**

"You brought me to your house?" Sebastian asked as he got out of your car and stretched his back.

"Relax. We're going to do something fun," you said with a wink. You walked over to the little stand in your garage and snatched a set of keys.

"Didn't you just-"

"Shh," you hushed him. "No more questions for at least ten minutes."

He nodded silently as you opened your garage door and walked out. You closed the door when exited, and then began walking down your driveway.

"Um," Sebastian hummed as you both began walking down the sidewalk. By now it was 10 o'clock at night.

"If you're wondering where we're walking," you hummed, "the answer is Tom's house."

"Why?" He asked. He then realized his mistake and said, "Shit! Sorry."

You giggled darkly and looked at the ground. "He lives down the street from me. Great best friend coordination, huh?" You responded, completely ignoring his question.

You reached Tom's house and you punched in his garage code.

"I'm so glad we just saw him at Olive Garden," you said.

"Mhm," Sebastian hummed back nervously. He took a few precautionary steps back as the garage opened.

"Relax, Hot Stuff. If I was gonna kill you, I would've never given you the idea I was going to," you said with a wink.

"Are you the same person who was upset over Tom earlier and shoving cookies in your mouth? Because you seem completely different," he said, ending the last part with a chuckle.

You turned back and looked him dead in the eyes and said, "Don't ever fuck with me."

He gulped and you turned back around so you could look forward. You smiled at the sight before you.

There it was. Tom's baby.

"Y/N?" Sebastian gasped with awe. "Don't tell me-"

"Fuck yes. Get in," you said as you started the car.

(In case you're not a car person, like myself, and had no idea how to picture the car)

"Y/N," he said again, more cautiously. "That car is worth more money than I make in a year sometimes. Plus, Tom makes more money than I do anyway. I don't want him suing me fo-"

"Get in the car or walk away," you said as you stood behind the open driver's door.

Sebastian gulped, thought about his options, and then proceeded to open up the passenger seat and join you in the expensive car.

"Isn't it nice?" You asked as you revved the engine.

"It's fucking euphoric," Sebastian moaned as he gazed about the inside of the car.

"All guys, I swear, have a fucking car fetish," you mumbled and then proceeded to drive out of Tom's driveway. You hit the button and Tom's garage door closed.

Driving down the street, you said, "Y'know, Tom's only ever driven this once."

"How do you know?" Sebastian asked.

"Because I was with him when he said he had only driven it once and that he didn't plan on driving it for a very long time again after that."

"Why the hell would he say that?"

"Because it's his literal baby," you said. You turned on the radio at a low volume and continued driving.

"So, where are we going?" Sebastian asked again.

"Do you wanna see a movie?" You asked.

He thought for a moment and said, "Why the fuck not."

Part 2 shall be SOMEDAY

SORRY FOR TAKING 1019292910 YEARS TO UPDATE! IVE BEEN BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND SOFTBALL AND FAMILY SHIT AND EVERYTHING!!

ALSO, GOT ANY AHS FANS READING?

The first episode of the new season was kinda bad but the second episode was FUCKING AMAZING tho I could use some more screen time with Wes Bentley, along with SOME SCREEN TIME IN GENERAL from Finn Wittrock, Cheyenne Jackson, Matt Bomer, and Evan Peters.

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