#sebastian stan imagine

We were walking around central park. It was our first time hanging out together, just the two of us. I was kinda nervous. I can feel my hands getting sweaty and I can’t stop playing with my hands. We were just walking around the lake. I wanted to say something but I didn’t want to say something that would make me sound weird. I wanted you to say something first because I’m really bad when it comes to starting conversations.

“So, did you enjoy today?” You finally spoke, which I was happy you did.

“Yea I did,”

“Good. I’m glad you did. I did too.”

I smiled to myself while looking down and blushing. You always knew what to say to make me smile.

“I hope we can do this again. Maybe we can go to the museum. I know how much you love that place.” You said to me.  

“Ha, yea. That would be fun.” I responded back to you

We kept walking around the lake. I kept looking at the ducks in the lake. I could feel you looking at me but I was too shy to look back at you. I look back down at the floor and I catch a glimpse of your hand and all I could think about was wanting to touch it. If your hands were as sweaty as mine. How much bigger they would be compared to my small hands. But I know I shouldn’t it because what if you thought it was too early to hold my hand and you felt uncomfortable. I really liked you and I didn’t want to ruin my chances by doing something stupid.

“Do you think we should head back to your place now? I know you have to get up early tomorrow for work.” You asked me

“Yea. We should probably head back. I don’t want to stay out too late because I know that I probably won’t be able to get out of back early.” I giggled

“I figured you weren’t a morning person.” You chuckled at me.

We finally started walking back to my apartment. It was only about a 15-minute walk back. The whole time were talking about how great the day was.

Halfway into the walk, I can feel your hand brushing against mine. I know you can feel my hand to and the thought of that made me look at the floor and blush. You looked at me and gave me a small smile. I smiled back and look forward at the crosswalk in front of us.

I then felt your fingers interwind with mine. Your right hand was holding my left hand. I was so happy that you grab mine, because I didn’t have to gust to. I can feel the leather of your glove against my skin. And for the rest of the walk, our hands were holding each other and we were walking in silence.

We finally arrived back at my apartment building. We both walked up the stairs and stopped in front of the apartment building door.

“I had a really good time today,” you said to me as you released my hand.

“Yea. I did too. I hope we can do this again maybe?” I said questionably.

“Yes, I would like that.”

“Well, I should probably head up to bed.”

“Good idea. Call me before you go to sleep?” you asked

“Yea I will. Goodnight Bucky.”

“Goodnight Doll.”

After you said, I walked back up to my apartment and all I can think about is how you make me feel and that I can’t want to see you again.

a/n. this is my first fanfic, so if you don’t mind can you pls share and send me your feedback <3