Tragedy: Marvel X Y/n (Reader)

Chapter 4: "Do....What"

"Wait, hold up. I'm sorry, okay? Force of habit. I was joking, okay? That's what I do, I joke," I said, walking after him and dropping my bags on the floor.

"Well, I think you should know that I am not offended by your little joke," he said while moving random things around in the room.

I smiled. "Well, okay then," I said, even though I knew he was lying.

"So, I never properly introduced myself. I'm Y/n," I said, standing a safe distance away from him.

"Y/n what?" he asked.

"Um... I don't use my last name," I said as I felt a lump in my throat.

"Why?" he asked, then noticed the expression on my face and changed the topic. "Grab your bags and come."

I nodded and did as he said. He walked in and transported us into a bedroom.

"I can walk, you know," I said with a pissed tone.

"I know. I just wanted to piss you off," he said with a little laugh.

I mumbled something to myself in Russian as I put my bags down.

"Well, this is where you’re going to be staying. There's a bathroom in there and some clothes in the cupboard. We can get new ones later, but those should hold for now. There are towels on the counter," he said while pointing around the room.

"Thanks," I said with a huge smile on my face while I stared at the bedroom.

"I can take you out to get decorations later and maybe change the lights and wallpaper if brown is not your color. I like brown, but that doesn’t mean you have to. It's a pretty cool color," he said.

I watched him talk and laughed a bit at how he was going on about the room. "We can also change the lighting to make it brighter if you want."

As he was about to walk out, I stopped him and said, "Thanks again, Dr. Strange. Not just for the room but for agreeing to try and help me."

He smiled, nodded, and looked at me for a moment before turning to walk out.

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**Dr. Strange's POV:**

I don’t know why, but I just met this girl, and I don’t know anything about her, yet every part of me wants to protect her.

I called T’Challa to ask about her past. He said he didn’t know much but knew she was an orphan with a dead mom and an absent dad who was probably dead by now too. M'Baku knows, but I don’t think it’s his story to share.

Well, tomorrow we start with training. Hopefully, I get to know this kid better, besides those annoying sarcastic jokes. Which are kind of adorable.

**End of POV**

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I woke up after a good night’s sleep and tried rolling out of bed but fell off, not being used to such a high bed.

"Ugh, just great," I said to myself while picking myself up.

I took a hot shower, changed into some comfy clothes, and walked downstairs to ask Strange if there was a park around here where I could go for a run.

I walked down and saw a table with two plates of food and some fruits. Strange walked in from the kitchen and said, "Morning. I was just about to come get you. Come have some food."

"Actually, I was going to go for a run this morning."

"Nonsense. It's too late for that. Wake up earlier next time. Food now, Y/n."