Doctor Strange X Reader First Book

Adorable Biscuit

A/N: Hello my dear readers!

Here is a cute and fluff request from adorekit. 

Hope you enjoy=) It's short.

Please leave a vote or a comment.

PS: For the other requests, it may need time ( about two weeks) because of exams, so thank you for your patience and your supports my dears!=)

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To not have the nerve to tell what you have on your heart was cumbersome. Not only could you reveal your feelings to people but also step in the way when something wasn't right. Your shyness was a part of you which you could not control. Indeed, each time you tried to say something in the middle of a debate or an argument, your words were caught in your throat, finally finding a way to escape your lips in a stuttering manner while a deep redness covered your cheeks. You couldn't bear any gazes as well as compliments.

However, since you dated Doctor Strange, your shyness started to gradually fade away even if Stephen liked to tease you by giving you cute nicknames like « darling » which made your heart beat faster, « sweetheart » and the last one « biscuit ».

Why « biscuit » though? You had asked and his answer had made you turn fifty shade of red.

« Because you're delicious » had stated Stephen with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Looking everywhere except him, he had closed the gap between the two of you and lightly pecked your lips before leaving the room.

Sometimes, Stephen liked to flirt with you, mainly because he loved the way your cheeks redden at his indirect compliments or the way a smile found its way on your so desirable lips. Or the way you would put a strand of hair behind your ear and look away shyly. Nevertheless, he knew you loved him and that timidity was a part of you he liked a lot, especially when he could have some fun with it.

« So how are you, love ? » he asked while wrapping his hands around your waist, his chest pressed against your back.

You blinked and gulped at the closeness. It wasn't that you didn't like it, on the contrary, but you didn't know how to react to it. You gently put your hands on his, stroking his wrists and said :

« I'm good, thank you, Stephen. And you? »

He smirked, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. You shivered when you felt his nose tickled your skin.

« Much better now that I am home. »

You furrowed your eyebrows, confused.

« But you didn't leave the sanctum from the day. »

He nibbled your skin, gently biting it to make you understand something and held you tighter.

« Exactly. And now I am home. » he accentuated, kissing your jew while you tilted your head to the side to give him more access.

Thousands of feelings were crossing your entire body: heat, desire, confusion, hope, safe and being loved. The last one made you feel so much better. Yet, you still didn't understand and frowned.

« The sanctum is your home, Stephen. »

He sighed.

« My home is not a ' what ', it's a ' who ' » he revealed, spinning you around to face you.

«An « Oh » escaped your lips as realisation struck you, a blush already covering your cheeks while your heart hammered  in your chest of happiness.

« And its' you, Y/N, you are my home » he added.

You melted at his words, and you tried to say something :

« I...I... you are.. »

He put a finger on your lips to shish you.

« Shhh, it's alright. It's alright, I know, .... Biscuit. »

And your blushed even redder while he laughed at your behaviour, completely enthralled by your timidity.

« Your shyness is definitely enticing, sweetheart. »

And you swore if he wasn't holding you, you would have swooned in his arms the moment his lips touched yours in a tender kiss.

A/N: So did you die of cuteness, dearies?