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⭐ Naughty Girl | Stephen Strange

Requested by @sahunlly
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Based on a prompt:
98. "Why are you wearing my shirt?"

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You were wide awake, gasping for air as tears rolled down your face. You looked at the clock at noticed that it was nearly 4.00 a.m.

The bad dream that you just had forced you to stay awake and not to come back to sleep. Your heart thumped against your chest like a drum when you tried to call your boyfriend. You tried a few times but he didn't answer.

Your head pounded and you felt as if the world was spinning around you. You started to get panic but it all stopped when your phone rang. You quickly answered it.

"Y/N, are you okay?"

You sobbed when you heard his voice. A smile spreaded on your face but you were still crying.

"Stephen! You're--- You're alright!"

You breathed in relief. You were grateful that your boyfriend was safe and sound.

"Yes, I'm fine, darling. I'm talking to you now, am I not?"

He chuckled softly but then he grew worried when he heard your sobs. You pressed the phone closer to your ear if that was possible. Stephen has left for a mission, and you were worried sick about him.

"Y/N, tell me what's wrong. Please."

Stephen didn't like leaving you like this. He knew how fragile you were. He knew you couldn't bear being away from him for too long, he couldn't either.

"I had.. I had a bad dream. A really bad dream. You died.. You didn't come home to me.."

You cried. Stephen's heart ache at the sound of you crying. It broke his heart even more when he couldn't be there for you to wipe your tears away.

"Y/N, my darling, my love.. Listen to me."

His voice soothed you, allowing you to breathe properly. You wiped your tears away and nodded, as if he could see you.

"I love you, Y/N. I love you so much and I promise I will always come home to you. I will always do."

He calmed you down, a soft smile creeped on his face. If he was in bed with you now, he would wrap you in his strong arms, kissing your head and telling you how much he loved you.

"I'll be safe, darling. I promise you. Now please do not cry. You're too precious for those tears. I'll come home to you soon."

Somehow his words managed to make you smiled. He always managed to make you happy. Stephen was your world, your everything.

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You were humming softly to yourself. You stuffed the cookies into your mouth and walked into the living room. You were only wearing your panties, and Stephen's shirt which looked like a dress on you.

You decided to take your mind off your boyfriend for awhile. So you wanted to do it by watching movies. But your intention was erased when you saw an unexpected guest in your living room.

"Why are you wearing my shirt?"

Stephen's sweet voice got into your ears and it proved that he was really there with you, in the living room. Your eyes widen and a smile found its way on your face.

"Because I miss you, dumbass!"

You said before jumping into his arms, kissing his lips passionately. Stephen groaned when you pulled away, missing the way your lips synced with his.

"Eager, aren't we?"

You smirked. Stephen put you down gently and poked your nose. You giggled and hit his arm playfully.

"You're home, Stephen. Finally!"

You squealed in excitement and hugged him so tight that you didn't want to let go. Stephen laughed and kissed your forehead lovingly.

"Of course, I'm home now. I've heard that the love of my life was having a bad dream."

Stephen winked at you. You pressed your lips into a thin line and clung onto him like he was your only lifeline.

"I was so scared, you know.."

Stephen nodded at your words and pecked your lips before he moved to plant a kiss on the crown of your head.

"I'm here now, darling. I'm safe."

He whispered softly into your ears, calmed you down immediately. Suddenly, his smile turned into a smirk. You raised your eyebrows at him.

"What?"

You asked innocently. You knew he eyed you from up and down. You knew what he was implying.

"I've seen that you're wearing my shirt... With no pants and only panties? Y/N, you're really a naughty girl."

He whispered huskily. You licked your lips seductively and put a hand on his chest.

"I have no idea, Stephen. I'm not naughty."

You batted your eyelashes and smiled. Stephen smirked when he wrapped his arms around your waist, feeling your body flushed against his.

"Oh, really?"

You nodded and gave him the most innocent smile you could ever did. He picked you up in his arms and you giggled.

"I'm not naughty."

"We'll see."

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