Sebastian did as little touching of me as possible when Chris was around. As much as I wanted those arms wrapped around my body, he kept a distance and we seemed to play cool pretty well. Chris never expected a thing, at least we didn't think so. Chris had to go out for a few hours leaving Seb and I alone for a bit. We were on the couch, barely touching, trying to figure something out. "Maybe we should just not, you know, kiss or touch or whatever. Not until we figure what this is."
Seb rolled his eyes, "Baby, I can't do that. When you come into the room all I wanna do is kiss you like crazy but Chris is always there."
That's the first time he called me baby, it was weird but then I kind of liked it. "You called me baby."
He looked shocked, "oh did I? Is that a no?"
I shook my head, trying to keep my mind straight. All I wanted to do was crawl onto his lap and kiss him so hard it hurt. I could feel his stare on me and I was trying to avoid looking into those oceans. "What you looking at?"
He leaned in, purring in my ear. "Something beautiful."
"Seb, you can't say stuff like that."
He scoffed, "why?"
I went to stand, "because it makes this even harder." Before I could stand all the way, he grabbed my wrist and plopped me on his lap. "Seb."
He shook his head, "I have to. And Chris isn't here so..."
I sighed and put my forehead against his. He turned his head a bit, bringing his mouth to mine. He gave me a quick peck and then pressed his lips hard against mine, his tongue attacking my mouth. My fingers braided through his hair, bringing his face closer. He grabbed at my hips, his hands playing with the base of my shirt. He slipped one hand up my blouse, skimming the base of my spine. I gasped against his lips and pulled myself closer to him. He lifted the shirt up so both hands were wrapped around my bare back playing with my bra. I shook my head. "No."
"No, what?" He was out of breath.
"I'm not ready."
"I know sweetheart, and I'm willing to wait." He kissed me again, slidding me off his lap and went to the kitchen. He yelled from the other room, "You want anything?"
Just then, the pain hit me and I ran for the bathroom. I slid down my underwear and found a but of blood on them. "Dammit." I walked back out to the kitchen. "I have to go to the store."
He looked at me, "Why?"
I made a face, "Cause."
He rolled his eyes, "Cause why?"
"Cause I just started my fucking period. And I don't have any tampons."
"Ah, okay. Listen, you take it easy and I'll run to the grocery store for you. Okay?"
"Seb .."
"Baby, let me go for you. You lie down on the couch and relax." He kissed my lips quickly and grabbed his jacket.
I laid down on the couch, a searing pain coursing through my uterus. I don't know how long I was out but I woke up to Sebastian rubbing my back, whispering little Romanian phrases to me. I sat up on one elbow, half smiling. "Hi."
He winked at me, "Hi baby."
My face flushed, "I like it when you call me baby."
"Good, cause I do too." He kissed my cheek. "You need Advil?" I nodded quick, falling against the cushion again, my brain remembering the pain. He left and came back with two red pills and a glass of water. "I put the tampons in the bathroom and I'm running you a warm bath."
"Aw, Seb." I kissed him after swallowing the drugs.
He helped me to my feet and walked me to the washroom. "I'll be in my room if you need anything okay?"
I nodded, "Thanks."
I was in the tub for at least an hour when I heard keys jingle in the dead bolt. Chris yelled out for someone to where I heard Seb run from his bedroom and high five his best friend. Chris asked where I was. Seb replied, "She's not feeling very good. She's in the tub."
Chris came to the door, "Sweetheart, you okay?"
I smiled to myself, he cared so much for me. "I'm fine Chris, just lady things."
He chuckled, "Okay. We'll be out here." He walked away but came back a few seconds later. "You have lady things?"
I laughed, "Yeah, Seb ran out and got me some."
He scoffed, "Sebastian bought you tampons?"
Seb chuckled, "She's my best friend and she needed tampons and she was pale as a fucking ghost. I wasn't about to let her run out and grab them herself."
I lathered up my sponge and washed my body, the room starting to smell like vanilla. Ten minutes later, I trotted bare foot from my bedroom out to the living room and plopped down between the guys. Seb turned me so I was leaning against him, and kissed my hair. Chris gave him a strange look but turned back to the screen. I pulled my legs up on Chris's lap. "Chris, my legs hurt."
He winked, "You need me to rub again?" I nodded, pouting like a ten year old girl. "Okay, darling."
Chris rubbed my legs and Seb was rubbing my lower back. I was so comfortable that I started drifting off. Seb switched positions, letting my head fall into his lap and he played with my damp hair. I stayed in that position for a bit until Seb's phone vibrated against my cheek. I sat up quickly, almost falling off the couch. Chris chuckled, "Damn, didn't even know you could move that quick."
I punched his shoulder, "Very funny, Evans. Sebastian's phone scared the shit out me."
Seb was laughing, pressing the answer button. He said a few words in English than switched over to Romanian. Must be his mom.
Chris stood and kissed my hair. "You want some food? Eat in or take out?"
"Ah, I'd kill for some Thai food right now." My stomach growled right on cue.
Seb said goodbyes and kissed my cheek, a little too close to my mouth. He whispered, "Gotta go love." He looked at Chris, "That was my mom, she wants to meet for dinner. I'll be back in a few hours." He kissed my hair and jogged off to his bedroom.
Chris shook his head, "Is it just me or does he seem a bit more attentive to you? Like very hands-on."
I shrugged, "seems the same to me. You guys have always been affectionate."
He nodded, grabbing his cellphone. "Hmm, okay." He dialed, "Thai it is!"
Nice to see a piece of decent british journalism for a change. Instead of talking about Hamilton all the time, even when he has awful races, he seems to always make the headlines. Let's talk about the victor instead. They forget that not all british born F1 fans are in the hysteria of Hamilton-mania. So it's good to finally see a headline that isn't having a dig at Seb and is actually creating a positive impact! 👆❤😄
