Marvel Imagines

Terrors ~ Stephen Strange

Age ~ 32
Female Y/n

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For a man whose gone though battling Thanos and travelling through the Multiverse with a 16 year old he sure acts like he has no trauma. He went to bed early for once leaving me to spend time with America. Though I made sure I could hear the man I married. Our son lays asleep in the nursery he built. It's currently 10 pm. "Mrs Strange?" I hear the teen on the other side of the room ask for me. I look up from my book, "How many times to I need to tell you sweetheart? Please it's Y/n..how can I help you?" I ask her and assure its okay to call me by my name. The tired look on her face telling me she wants her bed. "Can I have some food?" She asks me. I chuckle at her request, "Of course America. You look tired, make sure you go sleep soon." I tell her before taking to my feet. The teen nods, "I will, thank you Mrs.." She stops and corrects herself, "Y/n, Thank you." Before heading off to the kitchen.

I smile and place my book on the table before heading to the room I share with Stephen. Hearing some thrashing around on the bed, I quickly enter and see Stephen having a nightmare. It's not very often when he does but when it happens they are terrible. His state becoming worse I decide to wake him. Making my way to his side of the bed, I take his hand and call his name. "Stephan darling?" With no response I try again to find it not working. His thrashing around began to quicken and become more rough so I swing my leg over his. "Darling it's okay." I try to get to him. His legs begin kicking and I get shoved of the bed causing me to whack my head on the corner of his night stand.

The bang must have woken him as he quickly stops and sat him. "Y/n, wake up." He says not realising he had heard me. I pull his lamp making it turn on filling half the room with a dim light. He looks over and I see the panic in his eyes, "Darling you're bleeding! What happened?" He asked me with concern in his tone. I put my hand to my head and pull it away as I feel a sharp pain on my head. Looking down I see the blood,  "Don't worry, you were having a nightmare, I tried to wake you." I tell him wiping my hand on the shirt I was wearing. The blood smearing across the navy fabric.

Stephan gets up from the bed and takes me into his arms bridal style. The man kisses my cheek and apologises for hurting me before walking into the kitchen and sitting me on the cold counter. "What was it tonight Stephan?" I ask him, concer for him in my tone. He sighs as he grabs the first aid box from the cupboard bellow. "It was Thanos, he took you." He tells me. The fear in his tone as he lets out his words. He explains his nightmare as he cleans up the nasty cut on my head. When he finishes putting a small strip over the cut he places his hand on each side of me.

"Stephan, he's gone..nothing will ever happen to me." I tell him as I shove my lips into his. His hand runs up my side and to my cheek as he pull away, "But.." He mumbles. I shake my head as I wrap my legs around his back and put my arms over his shoulders, "No buts Doctor Strange." I tell him as I kiss him once again and place my face into the crook in his neck. "You are something Mrs Strange." He tells me as he walks back to our room while holding me.

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