Doctoral Games (Dr.Strange x Reader)

Part 9

Warnings: (What a surprise) Smut but lighter than in the other chapters.
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At the hospital cafeteria:

"Wait, wait, wait, wait..."

"Yes?"

"Just have to process all this."

You laugh at your overwhelmed friend.

"Wow, you have no idea what I would give to have such a romance story."

"I guess." you say holding your head with your hand, while leaning over the table.

He sees you completely zoned out, probably thinking about Stephen again.

"And?" your friend starts. "How did he look? How was he?"

You wake up from your daydream and look at him with a red face.

"Ehm... Good."

"Hahaha." he laughs. "Just joking. That's too private- Or is it?"

You give him a look.

"Ok, ok. Calm down."

You simply shook your head while your friend looked at his watch.

"I have to go. My next shift."

"Yeah. I should probably go too."

What is my next shift anyway?

***

You looked at your schedule, noticing something odd.

My next shift is in 10 minutes, but there is only a room number. Odd.

You hurried to this room, not wanting to be late.

It's strange though.

You're finally stood in front of the door. You looked at the name tag, reading: Dr. S. Strange.

You suddenly felt very nervous and shy again. You knock at the door and heard a "Come in.".

You opened the door and peeked shyly through it, seeing Stephen spin his chair around to see you.

"Come in. Don't be shy."

"I'm not being shy."

You are.

"It's just... I didn't know you had an office."

"Well, it's for meetings with the patient and other sort of things." he says, still sitting on his chair.

"Okay." you say while looking through the room.

Then Stephens expression changes. "Could you maybe... Lock the door?"

Excuse me?!

"You know... Shouldn't we work?"

"I freed your schedule." he responds.

"Can you even do that?"

"As you can see, yes... Please, lock the door."

"Alright." you walk back to the door and lock it.

"Okay. Now... Come to me."

"Stephen I don't know-" you start, but you get interrupted.

"Come on. You rather wait till your next real shift?"

"You have everything planned, don't you?."

"Not everything."

"Right." you say, not believing him.