Chaos magic: Doctor Strange x Fem!reader

Chapter 38 - Broken barriers

Your palm lay against his chest, the gentle rise and fall consistent for what seemed like hours. "I'll be back," you whisper to him, poking his cheek.

He looked down at you with a tongue stuck out. "Don't be too long, Anna might come in to clean this mess,"

"My room is not messy," you glare, grabbing the hoodie from the ground, "rise and shine, Doc," you rip open the curtains smugly at him.

"Dammit, Y/n," he groans, pulling the covers over him.

"That sounds familiar,"

"Shut up," he raises a finger to flip you off.

Giggling softly, you walk to his side and kiss his cheek after wriggling under the cover. "If you leave the room, use your party tricks,"

"Noted. I don't want to be killed on the spot,"

Leaving him be, you shut the bedroom door behind you, walking down the hall with a yawn. "So, how was it?" A voice asks from behind you.

Extending a blade to the person's neck, you see it was only Nat. "What the Norns are you doing sneaking up on me like that??"

"Not really sneaking," she sips at her coffee before eyeing your neck. "Looks like you were strangled,"

"What?" You look in the reflection of the phone she held up. "Oh my gods," you put your palm to the spot.

"Good morning!" Thor sings out jolly-like.

"Fuck," you curse, turning further away from him.

"Ah, Y/n, what a pleasant morning, is it not?" He hugs you from the side and ruffles your hair.

"Fuck off-"

"Whatever is the matter with your neck?" Thor tilts his head as Wanda, Vision, Stark and Anna walk in.

"Nothing!" You hiss.

"Oh shit- someone strangle you?" Stark let's his jaw drop.

"That's what I said!" Nat throws a hand in the air.

"No, someone fucked you," Anna's mouth was wide open with a grin.

"Fucked?!" Thor does a double take before gleaming. "Congratulations! Who is the lucky man? Or woman- person? I don't judge," he rambled until a blade imbedded in his side. "Ow..."

"You're all insufferable," you whisper shout as to not attract any more attention. Storming down the hall, eventually you stop and turn back to the grinning group, "I didn't sleep with anyone, and even if I did, you can't prove-"

Your bedroom door slowly creaks open. "Bad timing?" Stephen was already half way out the door, catching sight of everyone, "I'm just going to... go," he awkwardly trudges to his room.

"Not one word," you raise another dagger before walking to his room. "Good job," you shut the door and see him stretching by the window.

"I would have used my magic, but I think I dropped it in the theatre room,"

"Still horrible timing,"

"Sorry, the sound proofing makes it a little harder to tell," he chuckles when you wrap both arms around him. "Get what you wanted?"

"I kind of wanted to ask for pancakes but apparently that isn't happening," stepping in front of him, you run both hands through his hair. "How long until we have to go for the PTC conference?"

"It starts around 4, we can leave around half past 3 if we want to meet up with Peter before hand, make sure he has all the teachers booked in. We also need to know where everything is so-" he was cut off by a kiss, his face leaning in for more.

"I didn't ask for a full proof plan," laughing quietly, your forehead presses against his. The room was silent, just the two of you, arms around one another, even breathing. "This is nice,"

"What? Standing here?" He jokes, hands on your hips.

"Having you hold me," features scrunching up a little with doubt, you had to speak your mind. "Stephen. I need to know that you're not... using me,"

"Using you?" He pulls back.

"I don't want to get attached only to get hurt... I don't want to be hurt because we're not on the same page,"

"Well what page are you on?" He hooks a finger under your chin so your lowered head was face to face with his. "This isn't just hard for you, Y/n,"

"I want this to be more than a one time thing. I want stability, knowing that we both are looking for more from this instead of just sex," your hands move down to his shirt which crinkles under your hold, head against his chest as his rested on top of yours. "I'm not good with my words... I never have been,"

"I want you to love me for who I am. Stay faithful to me like I would you,"

Were the words you thought. The words you felt. From this moment it seemed like too much to bestow on anyone's shoulders.

"I will," he mutters suddenly. "This is who you are, and I wouldn't change a single thing,"

Pulling away in shock, your finger raised without words, your lips unable to form words beyond "Did you just-"

"Did I just...?"

"Read my... mind?" Dropping into a near pin-drop volume, both eyes are wide with mixed emotions.

"No...? Didn't you say that out loud?" He didn't know whether to keep quiet or let out his laugh of disbelief.

"I can see you about to laugh!" Pointing an accusing finger, your breathing was rapid which he saw instantly.

"Hey, hey, deep breaths," he cups your face with a smile enough to calm you. "Maybe I just have a perfect balance of magical capability and subconscious problem solving," he quotes.

"Shut up," you slap his head, turning away.

"Aw, don't be so grumpy because I broke your little spell~" he buries his head into the crook of your neck. "At least it will make things easier for us to communicate, my princess,"

Maybe this isn't such a bad thing...

"Yeah, it really isn't," he laughs.

"Stop that!" Giggling against his ticklish kisses, you were lifted off the ground, hands carrying you to his bed. Stephen fell back first, you landing on his chest. "Oh, gods, this is going to be difficult," you grumble playfully.

"At least we know exactly where we both stand in our little arrangement,"

"I guess we do,"

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Hate New Years because people always want to "fix up past mistakes" like- bro I forgot you existed 🧍 I didn't want to wake up to your texts asking for an apology 💀

- Anna ❤️