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A/N: Hello my dear readers!

Here is a short oneshot I thought about. I hope you'll like it.

Part two of the king under the mountain is on the way. And I'm thinking about doing a Shazam x Reader book. What do you think?

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Doctor Strange was an enigmatic man,the flickers of his attentions were clues hidden in plain sight andonly his true feelings were exposed at the approach of danger.

You had grown fond of him the momentyou had laid eyes on him, his intricate personality leaving you a blushing mess but yet, you had remarkably piqued his curiosity whenhe found out about your unique abilities.

As you worked with the Avengers,temporarily stepping into the Sanctum to say hi to the magicians, adaily routine had bloomed.

Except for one day, as Strange was readinga book about the mysteries of the mystic arts, you didn't show up.He didn't see the smile on your face or the way your eyes seemed tosparkle as you talked about random things. He didn't feel the slighthint of your warm energy which would always leave him relaxed.

« Where is she? « he thought, his eyes scanning the door, waiting for it to be openedby your dashing self.

Yet, nothing happened. The doorremained sealed.

The TV  broadcast the daily news whena sudden post caught his attention.

« Attention, please. Remainlocked in your homes. The Avengers are currently fighting this darkthreat. Yet a veil of ashes is falling on the street thanks to Y/Nthe ' Superhero name', we do not know where she is. She took most of the hitof this horrid creature and is now nowhere to be seen. We hope she'salright. Hence the wildfire she created to protect herself, theAvengers are doing everything they can to protect us. Please remainin your home until the threat is contained. »

As the journalist mentioned your name, Stephen spun around, his blueish eyes locked on the screen ashe saw the images of your fight with one of Dormammu's creatures.

« No, not her » hemuttered under his breath, his hands doing the familiar pattern of aportal. His faithful cloak landed on his shoulders, ready to battle.

Stephen looked at his surroundings, therings of chaos reigning but his eyes scanned the area until itspotted something slightly familiar.

A silhouette which indicated yourposition terrified him as he noticed the rigidity of your body.

No movements.

At all.

His legs carried him to your form asIron Man flew by him, landed next to the Magician, your name on hislips.

Tony opened his mouth to say something,but it was too late.

« No, no, no, no, Y/N, please,don't be dead ! » begged Stephen as he cradled the lifeless body of a stranger.

His eyebrows furrowed in surprise, hisbrain slowly realising it was an innocent victim of Dormammu, whichlooked a lot like you.

« We're looking for Y/N at themoment, Potter but we could use your help. »

Strange stood up, his cloak glidingbehind his tensed shoulders.

« Where is she? »

« If I didn't know you anybetter, I'd say you have the hots for Y/N. »

A cold voice repeated towards thegenius.

« Stark, where is Y/N? »

Emerging from the dense and narrowstreet, the ashes vanished to let the hopeful vision Stephen wanted.You, breathing and alive, walking towards him.

Immediately, he spread into action, arush of adrenaline invading his body as he rushed towards you.

You didn't have the chance to say athing before a pair of arms embraced you tightly and a cold noseburied into the crook of your neck slowly warms up to your body heat.Even the cloak wrapped itself around you, his master's feelingsreflecting on his artefact.

«S....stephen? »you stammered, taken aback by his behaviour.

« You're here, »

You knew him as someone stronglyindependent, fierce and fearless, yet he was clinging to you for dearlife, his breathing gradually turning back to normal as his hearthammered in relief into his chest.

« I thought I had lost you. »his deep voice whispered, a bit broken at the end.

You stroke his back, in an attempt tocheer him up.

« I'm stronger than I look. »you reassured him.

Then you gently took his face into yourhands, bringing his face to yours and added in a shy voice.

« And I know you will alwayswatch for me. Don't think I haven't noticed the Cloak spying on melate after work. »

A small chuckle left the sorcerer'slips, his eyes locking with yours for a while. Lost in each other,finally complete, someone cleared his throat.

« Sorry to ruin the moment,lovebirds, but there is something coming our way. »

A look of determination plastered yourface as you let him go and he wished he didn't miss the warmth ofyour hands, but he did. He found his weakness, but god did he loveit!

Back to back, you fought together untilall the threats and dangers were eliminated. Only then, did he make a move, which was gladly appreciated. After all, you did love theSorcerer Supreme with all your heart.

A/N: So what did you think? A tender Stephen is always cute right?

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