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If You Just Realize

Part Three: Hold Me Up

Summary: Sebastian filled Y/N in on the upcoming custody issues. Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader Word Count: 2065 Series Warnings: Death, angst, sadness. Lots of creative licensing, I’m sure. Square Filled: This entire series will fill my realized feelings square for @marvelfluffbingo. A/N: I’ve much enjoyed writing this series, and I hope all of you enjoy reading it! The tag list is open; requests to be added can be done so here. There are bits and pieces of Romanian throughout the series, mostly from Google Translate and the few things I’ve picked up as I learn the language. Happy Reading!

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After dinner, they gathered together in the family room to watch The Little Mermaid, at Milena’s request. They popped popcorn and had root beer floats — they were all full to the brim by bedtime. Milena wanted to watch another movie, so they started Despicable Me, but the family was asleep before the movie was half over. Anthony and Georgeta took Milena to bed with them, leaving Y/N and Sebastian to clean up from the snacks and shut the house down.

Y/N shouldered her bag and switched from one foot to the other, nervous for some reason. She waited for Sebastian to be done in the kitchen, then asked if she should stay in the guest room.

He rubbed the back of his neck with one hand. “Uh, yeah, that’s fine, or you could — you could stay with me. If you want to. You don’t have to.”

“I mean, I don’t — if you want to be alone, I don’t want to …” She squeezed her eyes shut and groaned, then chuckled. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I feel nervous about this. We’ve slept in the same bed before, no problem. Maybe because it’s your parents’ house.”

Sebastian smirked. He loved the traditional, old-fashioned parts of her upbringing that would randomly show up in conversation or shine through in her preferences. He pulled his head in the direction of the room that would always be his in the house.

“C’mon, Bright Eyes, let’s get some sleep.”

Y/N smiled, grateful that he made the decision for her. She used the main bathroom in the hallway to wash her face and brush her teeth, and change from her jeans and t-shirt to a cotton nightgown. She packed her toiletries back into her bag and tiptoed back to Sebastian’s room. He was sitting up in bed, checking messages on his phone.

“Who in the world would be messaging you this late with everything going on?” Y/N asked, dropping her bag next to the dresser before climbing into the big, comfy bed. She fluffed the pillow a couple of times, then lay on her side, facing Sebastian.

He shook his head. “No one, I’m just catching up on some things I missed. Mostly people checking in, asking how the service went. Hey, do you wanna go have a coffee with me in the morning?”

“You don’t want to have breakfast with your parents and Milena?”

“I’m sure they’re all going to sleep late. Thought it might be nice to get out for just a little bit.”

Y/N nodded. “Sure, whatever sounds good to you.”

Sebastian plugged his phone into the charger then, and turned off the bedside lamp. He leaned over to kiss her forehead, thanking her again for being there with him.

“I’m always gonna be here, Seb, whenever you need me,” she assured him through a yawn. “Wake me when you’re ready for coffee in the morning, if I’m not up already.”

Before Sebastian could reply, she was asleep. Smiling to himself, he pulled the covers a little tighter around him and tried to get some rest.

After a night of restless sleep Y/N woke far earlier than she would have liked the next morning. After half an hour of more tossing and turning trying to go back to sleep, she got up and changed to the running shorts she had packed just in case, her t-shirt from the day before, then slipped into her favorite pair of running shoes — also packed just in case. Careful not to wake anyone else, she downed a glass of water to get some hydration in her system, then let herself out through the front door.

As she ran through the neighborhood where Georgeta and Anthony lived, she breathed deep, enjoying the fresh air filling her lungs first thing in the morning. Her flight schedule the day before, followed by the immediate activity of the funeral, had left her feeling tired and weighed down. Oh, she wouldn’t have changed any of it for the world, but if she was going to be a support to her friend, she wanted to be refreshed and alert in the coming days.

How heavy her heart felt for Sebastian; a heaviness that no run could shake off. He had been so close with his sister, so proud of her. Despite their age difference and the fact that she was, in actuality, his half-sister, Y/N had never known Sebastian to treat Irina as anything less than a sister he had grown up with his entire life. When he had called to tell Y/N about the car accident, to ask her to come for the service, his voice had been thick with tears. She had helped him through break-ups and things before, but this was one heartbreak she didn’t know if anyone could help him heal from.

After a couple miles, she returned to the house. She found towels easily enough and showered in the main bathroom. Once she was dressed, she dealt with her hair and patted some moisturizer on her face. Upon opening the door, she saw a sleepy little girl standing in the hallway, still in Anthony’s t-shirt, her pigtails lopsided, and one chubby hand rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

“Well, good morning, princess,” Y/N greeted, quiet but with a smile. “How are you today?”

Milena only nodded and stretched her hands up to be held. Y/N obliged her immediately, taking the girl to the family room for some morning cartoons. Milena sat in Y/N’s lap, curled up and leaning against her chest. Y/N took the throw blanket from the back of the couch and covered the both of them with it while they watched.

Georgeta found them an hour or so later, greeting both girls with a kiss on the cheek. She offered breakfast, which Milena eagerly accepted — especially when she was given the opportunity to help make pancakes — but Y/N informed the other woman of Sebastian’s request that they go for coffee that morning.

“Maybe I’ll go see if he’s ready to wake up,” she mused, folding the blanket before laying it on the back of the couch where it had been.

He was facing away from the door, his breathing deep and even. His hair was mussed from quite a bit of tossing and turning himself, and Y/N contemplated if she should wake him or not. Biting her bottom lip, she seated herself on the side of the bed where she had slept the night before. Balancing herself on one arm, she leaned over to run her hands through Sebastian’s thick, brown hair.

“Mmm.” The sound was scratchy and low in his throat. Y/N smiled and kept doing what she was doing, until he took a deep breath and reached up to catch her hand in his. “That was a really great wake-up call but if you keep doing that, I’m going to fall back asleep real quick.”

She chuckled. “Your mom and Milena are making pancakes. Do you want to eat with them or do you still want to go for coffee?”

He squeezed her hand before releasing it. Rolling to his back, he looked up at her and smiled. “Good morning.”

“Morning.”

“Yeah, let’s go for coffee, if you don’t mind. I’ll make you more pancakes when we come back, if there aren’t any left.”

Y/N scooted off the bed to give him some privacy while he got ready for them to go out. She joined Georgeta and Milena in the kitchen while she waited, but she didn’t have to wait long. Sebastian had donned a t-shirt and jeans, plopped a baseball cap on his head, found some shoes, and called it good. Y/N wished she could get ready that quickly and that easily.

“We’re gonna go for coffee, but I don’t think we’ll be gone too long,” Sebastian informed his mother. “Is it all right if I take your car?”

“Sure,” Georgeta agreed. She accepted his kiss to her cheek and smiled when he hugged Milena so tight, the little girl giggled and tried to push out of the hug.

“I wanna go!” Milena pleaded, dancing around the kitchen.

Sebastian sighed. “This one’s just for me and Y/N, okay, munchkin? I promise, I’ll take you out, just you and me, soon.”

With her grandmother beginning to flip pancakes, Milena didn’t need much more convincing to stay behind. She climbed up on the footstool she had been using to see what was going on at the counter, her uncle and his friend forgotten for the time being.

The ride to the coffee shop was quiet. They found a parking spot not too far from the cafe, and Sebastian held tight to Y/N’s hand as they crossed the street. He held the door open for her, paid for their coffees, and then sat across from her at a table with good sunlight but not right next to the window.

“You sleep okay last night?” he asked.

Y/N shrugged, savoring the warm feeling of the coffee as she sipped at it. “Tossed and turned a little this morning, so I got up for a run. I’m not too tired right now, though.”

“Good. When we get back, we can hang out for a little bit, then if you need to nap or anything, you should.” He blew on his coffee before taking a drink of the black brew. “So, I know that you know something’s up. After the heated discussion with Alice yesterday, and I’m sure things seemed a little tense when you came back with the food.”

She shrugged. “Yes, but considering the circumstances, I didn’t think much of it.”

He ran a hand over his face and let out a deep sigh. After another drink of his coffee, he plunged into it. “Apparently, Irina told Mom that if anything ever happened to her, she wanted me to take custody of Milena. I don’t know why, and there’s nothing on paper because …”

“Because she was in her mid-twenties and why would she worry that something would happen to her now,” Y/N supplied.

“Exactly. The Hills — Milena’s other grandparents — want joint custody of her. It just seems like so much back and forth. Obviously, we want to keep whatever pieces of Irina that we can, but we also want to handle things the way she would have wanted them to be handled. They’ve already got a lawyer working on things, apparently, and I’m going to see my lawyer this afternoon. That’s really who I was messaging when we went to bed last night.”

Y/N reached over to squeeze his hand. “Sebastian, you know you’re gonna be great for her, right? Milena loves you — she thinks the world of you. If that’s what your sister wanted, it had to be for good reason.”

“But am I ready for this? Really? A little girl, in my care, who I’m responsible for? Why does that suddenly seem like the most daunting task I’ll ever take on.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. “The Hills think joint custody with my parents would be better because of my schedule, my job. They know I can provide for her, but they’re concerned she won’t get the attention she deserves.”

“So you��re worried about it, too,” Y/N surmised. “First of all, no one’s ever ready to become a parent. Even with all the preparation in the world, a lot of unexpected things are going to happen. Second, as far as work and giving Milena attention, that’s something you can balance. You can find help. I’ve been reading a few scripts, but I’m otherwise between things right now. My next movie doesn’t premiere for another six months. I can help you.”

“I can’t ask you to put your life on hold, Y/N.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re not asking, I’m offering. And even if I wasn’t offering, yes, you can ask. That’s what friends are for.”

He licked his lips and thought it over. The thought that had seeded in his mind the day before sprouted up again; he dismissed it quickly.

“Maybe we start with you going to the lawyer with me this afternoon, go from there.”

“I think that’s a good plan,” she agreed, taking another drink of her coffee. “But my offer stands, Sebastian. Whatever you need from me, I’m happy to help.”

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