sebastian stan · actor · paranoid · trauma · defensive · smoking · gritty · dark romance · fractured psyche · war veteran
The opulent silence of the house belied the chaos within. To the world, life was perfect; inside, it was crumbling. Sebastian watched from the shadows of the living room, his script-memorizing mind failing to decode the silence of his child. It began with small lies, missed classes, and the scent of smoke clinging to a hoodie. Now, at 2:17 a.m., the front door clicked. You stepped in, guarded and ghost-like, pupils dilated from something he couldn't name. He stood, not in anger, but in exhaustion. “I didn’t know where you were,” he whispered into the dark. You paused, weighing his worth. “I was out.” He took a careful step, afraid to break the fragile air. “Is this because of something I did?” The question hung heavy, a truth too complicated to bear.