He was starting to get better once the sun was down, mostly thanks to Wong's little herbal remedy which Stephen was visibly disgusted by; stating it looked like rotten spinach soup. Words of persuasion, and a few threats later, he reluctantly drank it, thankfully it also knocked him out which Wong assured was normal.
"Strange?" You peer into his room and see him just exit the bathroom after what looked to be a shower-fully dressed may you add. "Feeling better?"
"A little," falling into his bed face first, he held up his middle finger when you laugh. "Shut... up..."
"Aw, he's all grumpy now," you retort to his muffles, pushing his hair back then rubbing his shoulder comfortingly.
"I'm bored- and before you say it, I'm not going back to bed,"
"So what? Stare into space and contemplate life? You're not spreading your germs,"
"But you're in here,"
"Did you want me to leave?"
The offer was shot down instantly. "Wait, no, don't go," he lifts his head.
"I'm honored, truly," lifting your legs onto the bed and continuing to run your hand over his hair, each finger danced over the grey streaks of hair.
"I've been thinking about dying them, it ages me too much," he flips over but doesn't move away when you resume your mindless task..
"Really? I quite like it," you scrunch your lips a little in thought. "Makes you a bit of a silver fox," you finally meet eyes with Strange after a moment. "All I'm saying is that some girls dig an older guy,"
"Is that meant to be a compliment or sympathy?"
"Both," after your small chuckle, you clear your throat. "I should go..."
"Do you have to?"
"What else can I do?"
"Stay," he says in a blunt manner. "Comfort me maybe? What type of doctor would you be if you didn't," this was treading dangerous territory.
"Guilt tripping me now, are you?" Tugging the blanket over him, the duvet was just covering you. "Did you want me to read you a bed time story? Give you cuddles? A cookie maybe?"
"Option two sounded reasonable," he hums in thought as you tried to calm your racing heart.
"As long as you promise not to try anything, Vincent," you hold a pinky up.
"I promise- woah, who told you my middle name?"
"Not important," you dismiss before fully getting under the covers once he linked his pinky. "How did you... uhm, is this-?"
"Just shut up," he sighs in a playful annoyance, wrapping an arm around you and resting his head on top of yours.
"You got it, Doc," both fists curled into your chest, you finally got a whiff of his cologne; it was like chai, hints of spices and very much intoxicating. You couldn't help but lean closer into his chest, and he couldn't help but clench his jaw with smirk threatening to form.
"Now that I think of it, I do want a cookie,"
"Just shut up," you mutter quietly.
~~~
Wong was suddenly aware of the time, 8 o'clock and yet no call for dinner, no questions about take out and he was starting to get very hungry. Irritated as well, may he add. Trudging up the stairs, he approached your door to see it slightly ajar-room empty.
"What the...?" He then turned to Strange's room and flickered his gaze back and forth through the hall. Instead of knocking, he quietly opened it to see a sight he had waited so long for. So in moments he took his phone out and snapped a few photos, closing the door behind him and hurrying off to inform his benefactor: Anna. "I'm going to be rich enough to get my own tuna melt!"
~~~
"Fuck me," Anna shoots up off the couch as Loki chokes on her tea, looking into the living room with a hopeful grin. "Keep in your pants, Friggadottir," Anna orders, watching the trickster goddess's face fall into a scowl.
"What happened?" Nat looks up from her Jenga game with Clint.
"Y/n and Strange cuddling!" The announcement made everyone stumble into the room, crashing through glass or falling through vents; everyone was there in 0.5 seconds.
"Aw!" Wanda puts a hand on her heart.
"Ew," Pietro walks away with a pout. "Call me when there is some better drama," he pretends to flip his hair, walking back to his room to complete his tik tok before the maid dress he wore got too uncomfortable.
"You think they'll get together soon?" Thor's eyes were wide like a hopeful puppy's.
"Knowing them give it a few more chapters before they even admit it," Anna grumbles.
"Don't you mean days?" Bruce asks in confusion.
"Uh... yeah," she hums absently before walking away. "Alright, time to scheme, princess," Anna whistles for Loki to follow who easily does as she's told.
"Okay, how can we get things moving?" Nat looks to everyone.
Peter shoots his hand up in the air. "How about we set them up on a blind date with themselves!"
Stark shakes his head, "as much as I appreciate the whole rom-com idea, it won't work with them because if they like each other-"
"Whether they've realized it or not," Steve adds to Tony's sentence.
"Whether they've realized it or not," Tony repeats, "they won't want to go on any other date, good idea though, kid,"
"It was actual Mr. Barton's idea,"
"Then it's a shit idea," Tony pats the Hawk's back as the blonde let's his face drop in offense. "Let's scheme,"
"Aren't my sister and Anna-" Thor starts his sentence off before grasping at his mouth in disgust when he received certain looks. "Of course that's not what they're doing,"
"We're not fucking!" Anna call from Loki and her's shared room.
"Yet!" The goddess adds.
"If you keep talking that 'yet' will be a never," Anna rolls her eyes before placing down a blank piece of paper. "This is what we're doing,"
"Uh... nothing?"
"Exactly,"
"Okay, where is the real Anna?" Bucky chuckles nervously. "You usually have some big plan,"
"An overly dramatic one too," Bruce notes.
"For once I'm too lazy, and because this is real life," Anna then turns to the reader, "and a Dr Strange x reader," she turns back to the confused team, "let life take its course,"
"What did you just... do?"
"Nothing, now let's order some Indonesian food from that spot down the road," she pulls out Tony's card and gets the phone as the Avengers shrug.
~~~
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- Anna ❤️
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Only a scar: Doctor Strange x Fem!reader
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