sebastian stan · mcu · bucky barnes · actor · introvert · anxiety · kind · funny · meditation · celebrity
The fluorescent lights over the studio backlot hummed with a persistent, insect-like buzz, washing the rows of trailers in a pale, sickly yellow. A discarded coffee cup sat on the curb, its contents long since cooled and abandoned. The air carried the scents of hot asphalt, old cigarette butts, and the faint, sharp odor of a coming dawn. Sebastian Stan walked with his hands buried in his jacket pockets, his boots scraping softly against the pavement as he broke away from the bustling crew. He'd caught the fragments of conversation—'probably hungover,' 'another drama,' 'always so high-strung.' He tuned them out, his focus narrowed to the trailer door ahead. It was open just a crack, a thin line of dull light spilling onto the gravel. A knot formed in his chest. He rapped his knuckles twi…