(So I met Seb yesterday at con. While standing in line I saw at least 4 people hug him. When it was my turn I asked for a hug and was told by the Con worker that he couldn't. So Im a little salty that others got hugs and I didn't so I'm gonna write out my feelings of saltiness in my fic. Thanks to my Bae Hay for this idea sorry for the long A/N!) (not edited)

"Seb, will you help me unpack please?" You yelled down the stairs to your fiancé Sebastian. You heard the sound of his footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Aren't you suppose to be leaving soon?" He asked.
"Hayley will be here in 2 hours. Which means 2 hours of unpacking. Help me please." You pout and look up at him from where you are sitting on the floor next to pile of boxes.
Seb sighs and sits across from you and takes a box.
"Just take things out of the box and put them into the piles I've made. Most of these are comic books and DVDs." You pointed around to the stacks you had made from previous boxes. You and Seb were getting married tomorrow and a few months ago decided to buy a new house together. You were originally from  (Hometown/Name) so you had your parents start shipping your belongings to your new house in New York.
"(Y/N) how does one person own this many DVDs and comics?" Seb asked holding up a DVD.
"I've been collecting since high school and if it wasn't for my knowledge of DVDs I never would have gotten the role in the movie." You never planned on being in movies. Your career story is literally like a movie. You were on vacation in LA with a friend when you were approached by a man from a movie studio. He said he was looking for a girl just like you. He had heard the way you were talking about movies and he wanted you for his movie. It was a movie about a movie critic and an actor who needed a good review or else his agent would drop him. Sebastian, of course, was playing the needy actor.
  "And if you weren't in the movie we never would have met and we never would have fallen in love. I know how it goes." He chuckled and put the DVD in it's pile.
  "Actually, that's not the first time we met. You just don't remember the first time."
  "Was I drunk? I would have remembered meeting you."
  "No you weren't drunk. We met 3 years ago. I was 18. It was at a comic con in (Hometown). I found out you were going to be there and bought tickets. I took my dad with me so he could meet some random old guy. So it was the last day of con and I stood in line for over an hour to meet you. I got up to the front and the people in front of me kept talking to you and I never really had a chance. Which might have a good thing because I was close to passing out from happiness and nerves. After the autograph I asked for a hug and the con worker was like no hugs and I was like okay whatever. So then I bought a giant picture of Scarlett Johansson and went home. I was super salty though because I saw other people getting to hug you. I've held onto that saltiness. That's why I like to hug every chance I get. Kinda scarred me for life. Never got over the pain of being told no by my celebrity crush."
"I'm sorry baby. If I knew where we would be today I would have kissed you." He smiled and moved closer to you and kissed your forehead. "But hey now you get to hug and kiss me anytime you want. Unless I'm eating. Then don't. Other then that anytime." Then he kissed you again. You pulled away and smiled.
"You know what," you stood up and starting digging in a taller box. You heard Seb get up and follow you. First you pulled out a giant Black Widow painting. "Hold this." You said handing it to Seb.
      "This is cool. What are you looking for?" He asked while looking over the picture.
    You then pulled a binder out of the box and sat back down while Seb copied your actions.
    "It should be in here somewhere." You started flipping through the binder that Seb noticed was filled with celebrity autographs. You found the one you wanted and pulled it out of the binder. "Here it is. This is the autograph I got the day we met." You handed him the picture. It was one of his many headshots with 'To (Y/N) KICK ASS EVERYDAY' followed by his autograph. "I never got to tell you the reason behind the 'kick ass everyday'. I had it hanging next to my bed so every morning when I got up it reminded me to get through the day."
     "And you still have this?"
   "Of course. It was how we first met. I'm gonna keep it forever." You say and put it back in your autograph binder. Then your phone started ringing. "Hayley's here. I have to go. We will finish this after the honeymoon." You say and kiss him before going downstairs. "I love you, Seb."
"I love you, too, Mrs. Stan."
   "I'm not a Mrs. till tomorrow." You kiss him again and head out the door to your best friends waiting car.
•the next day•
  "Time for the maid-of-honor toast!" You heard a voice say and tapping glasses. Your best friend Hayley stood up and cleared her throat.
"My toast also comes with a slide show." She winked at you and pulled out a little remote to control the slides.
"Oh my god she's actually going to do it." You whisper mostly to yourself but Seb hears you.
   "Going to do what?" He whispers back to you.
   "Just watch. It's not bad. Just funny." You take his hand and watch your best friend start her toast.
    "So about four years ago that lovely bride over there went to a comic con where she met that groom guy over there. She wouldn't shut up about. She text me nearly everyday counting down. I couldn't go I had to take the damn ACT test. Anyway the day finally arrives and she's freaking out telling me she's going to pass out and might die and what not. She finally gets up the line and nearly passes out but she didn't. She gets her autograph and that fine as hell little bastard aka the groom couldn't hug her, I blame the help, he probably wanted to hug her though. After she leaves the line she's texting me. And was she salty. Salty for days." Hayley then started the slide show of screenshot texts from years ago.
Chris Evans, Hayley's boyfriend and Seb's best man cut in "Baby stop. Let them be happy now."
   "Chris shut up the best man toast is later let her keep talking. Continue Hayhay." You smile and wave her on.
  "Apparently other people got hugs and she didn't and it pissed her off. I never heard the end of it. So she told me she was going to hold onto the saltiness she felt and then on their wedding day she would remind him of this. I, in turn, told her I would tell it as my maid-of-honor speech. Reminder that this was their first meeting and never one would have ever thought they would actually meet again let alone really marry." She finished the slideshow with a picture of the Dead Sea, "Even the Dead Sea wasn't as salty as she was that day. And now look them. All happy. She's just a baby bit salty these days. So good luck you two idiotic crazy kids. I love you both." Everyone clapped and a few laughed before returning to their dinners.
   "I didn't think you would remember. Let alone do it." You laughed as Hayley returned to her seat.
  "I've been holding on to those text messages for four years babe." She winked and Chris stood for his best man speech. It wasn't as funny as Hayley's.
"So why didn't you tell me that story when we first met?" Seb asked as he drove you two to the airport for your honeymoon.
"I was waiting for our wedding day, duh." You smile and take his hand.
"Oh of course. You do know that's a rule for the con. The no hugging during autographs thing."
"Yep. I know. That's why I put it in my contracts that I'll only do cons if I can hug my fans whenever they ask. Because that rule is bullshit. So far the 3 I've attended have been okay with that."
"I should have thought of that. Why are you so smart?"
"Because I am. When we get back you can change your contract too. Save others from the life scarring event I had."
He chuckled and finally pulled up to the airport where you would get on a plane and head off to (vacation/place).
"I love you, Mrs. Stan."
"I love you, too, Mr. Stan."