Stephen Strange and America Chavez Father Daughter One-shots

Let her go

Summary: Stephen takes America clothes shopping and it goes a little wrong when an older man approaches her.

TW: This does involve an older man attempting to flirt with a teen. Nothing else happens though beside him grabbing her arm.

America walked up and down the isles of clothes hanging on racks.

There were so many choices to choose from!

It's not like she's never been in a store before. But she's never been in such a nice one in a huge Mall.

She usually just got her clothes she would wear from cheap stores in one of the many Universes she was in with whatever little currency it was there she had on her.

Or some universes, clothing was free. That's when she would really scavenge for clothing she fits in if she grew again.

However, this was the first time she has ever been in such a huge Mall and get to look at whatever store she wants for whatever clothes she wants. And she can choose so many to keep now! She doesn't have to worry about not having many to lug around. She doesn't have to worry about it only choosing what clothes she would wear that fit her and that's it.

Stephen had taken her because he said she needs more clothing than the clothing she had on her body when she got in his universe.

Her new home.

She told him before it's fine but he was not arguing with her about, and she had to admit, she would appreciate new clean clothes.

However, she is not parting from her jacket! That's her armor.

She looked up and down the racks and she found some she liked.

However, she looked at the tags and the numbers seemed pretty high....

Stephen grabbed her wrist gently and then took the tag out of her hand. She looked up at him and then he gave a serious look.

"Don't worry about the prices. I'll get you whatever you want."

She felt her eyes widen at the soft look he was giving her now. She swore she could feel them water a little.

No one has ever bought her something before. No one has ever cared for her like he is.

He then smiled and ruffled her hair, which she grumbled and pushed his hands away now.

"I'm gonna go to the restroom, you keep looking around and pick a few shirts and jeans."

"Alright, thanks Stephen!"

He walked off and she picked out the shirt she was looking at with a huge smile on her face.

She walked around and picked out some other shirts and pants.

She knows she will have to go try them on but she thought if she picked a few, she can wait for Stephen to get back, and then try them on while he waits outside.

She didn't like the idea of going back there alone without him at least outside it holding her shirts. She likes to know he is nearby in case of an emergency.

He is like her safe place and they both like to know where each other always are.

She was in the back corner of the store where the jeans are when suddenly she felt a presence behind her. She thought it was Stephen maybe coming back, but suddenly, it felt closed in and like the figure is looming over her so closely.

That couldn't be Stephen.

"Hey pretty one," a deep raspy voice said.

She turned around instantly and backed off but she hit the shelves where the jeans are folded on.