Marvel and DC Imagines

Tattoo Artist and Florist (Stephen Strange x Reader)

HEY GUYS I GOT A IDEA FROM PINTREST (Well actually a tumblr post I saw on pintrest)

It's a Tattoo artist and Florist AU.

Stephen will be the florist in this one, I just wanted him to be innocent and tsundere in this one like he always is. Adorable kitten.

Also, if you don't want tattoos just pretend you do or don't read this.

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Stephen's keys jingled as he opened the door to his little flower shop. Flicking on the little lights, the store lighted up even though the huge windows he had provided enough light.

The cool morning air nipped at his skin as he slipped out of his red hoodie and into the dark green apron.

To be truthful, Stephen didn't know why he wanted to work at a flower shop. He needed the extra cash and the boss was a old friend. Christine loved flowers, especially the purple orchid ones.

The door opened again behind him. Christine shot him a sheepish smile.

"Sorry, I got caught up in traffic again." She said.

Stephen shot her a look. "I told you to leave a hour earlier than you usually do. The traffic isn't that bad around that time." He chucked a apron at her as she threw her brown jacket on the rack. "And you're suppose to be the boss." He mumbled.

"I know, I know." Christine sighed.

She flipped the open sign as Stephen unlocked the cash register. When he glanced up to see if she remembered to start putting water in the watering cans, he saw a familiar small f/c car pull up in the parking lot.

He watched as Y/N stepped out. Her grey cardigan brushed her black jean covered calves and covered her small tattoos on her arm. Her h/c was pulled in a messy pony tail.

"She's here." Christine smiled and waved through the window.

Y/N saw her and smiled, waving back. Stephen didn't know if she was waving at him too, but pretended not to look to avoid embarrassment.

"Stephen, wave back at her." Christine hissed, seeing him ducking down behind the counter pretending to grab something.

Stephen stoop up and waved once before looking away.

"I don't understand why you don't like her." Christine muttered. "She's nice."

Y/N worked in the store next door. She own the tattoo parlor and was really nice when Christine first opened up, bringing cupcakes from down the street. Stephen remembered how she chatted and was polite and intellectual. Not to mention totally out of his league.

"I don't hate her." Stephen snapped. "I just... I just don't know her as well as you do."

"Then go talk to her." Christine said. "I have a something needed to give back to her anyway. Maybe you could give it to her for me."

Christine handed him a black umbrella. "It was raining the other night and she said I could use it to water the plants outside and to go home." She also handed him a small case full of f/c flowers. "That's to thank her."

"But I don't want to do you work." He said, frowning.

"I'm your boss and I have to water the plants." Christine put her hands on her hips. "So go."