Doctor Strange X Reader First Book

I Hate Doctors!

A/N: hi, my dear readers!

So here is a new one shot I imagined where the reader is afraid of doctors and doesn't want to tell she's sick. 

Now, fro those who requested me new stories about our favourite character, don't worry, it's on the way ;)

Hope you enjoy, guys!

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Winter was more vicious than you had thought and here you were now, fever at its highest, stretching the sheets of your bed, sweating. You groaned and attempted of getting up. Your shaky legs barely supported you, but you managed to reach your bathroom and you looked at yourself in the mirror. The reflect made you gasp in horror. You were a zombie. Your face was as pale as a corpse, your eyes red and puffy and your hair was a mess. You washed your face to gain some colours and added some make up to hide your pallor. You took some aspirin to low the fever down and put your clothes on after having taken a good shower. You tried to prepare yourself as usual despite your tiredness and the fever. Then you left your comfy spot, wandering into the corridors to reach the breakfast room where you met Mordo,Wong, the Ancient One and Stephen eating. They all warmly welcomed you and you avoided any contact by smiling at them and saying a general hello. You grabbed a bowl, a glass and your cereal before settling down at the table. You picked the orange juice and filled your glass under astonishing gazes. Stephen was the first to break the silence:

" Y/N, are you okay?"

You filled your bowl and said:

" Yeah, I'm good, why?"

His eyebrows furrowed:

" You seem... off".

A tired smile crossed your face and you tried to look contented.

" I'm just tired lately. Nothing to worry about."

You ate your cornflakes, even if you were not hungry. You knew you had to eat if you wanted to gain more energy to be able to do the training session with Stephen. You must wondered why you didn't just say to my friends that you're sick. Well, that is quite easy, you were afraid of doctors, one of them scared me to death when you were a little girl because you needed to do my vaccine but I was too scared of the needle. However, he roughly grabbed my arm and did it anyway. Since that day, you don't trust any medical person, especially doctors. Once you've finished your breakfast, you looked at Stephen who was staring at you. Raising your eyebrows, you asked:

" Is there something wrong?"

He shook his head and got up.

" Ready for the training?"

You followed close behind him.

" As I'll ever be".

You both reached the training room and you removed your jacket. Thousand shivers crossed your body because of the fever which were playing tricks at you. Once you were cold and the next second you were too hot. ( We all know that , right?)

Stephen faced you and you walked to the centre of the room.

" Today, we are going to test your reflexes. To do that, I'm going to blindfold you and then I 'll attack you, okay?"

You shrugged and nodded at him. He was the one training you so he basically decided everything you were going to do, you even tease him by calling him "Master" where he was too bossy which make him blush and harder towards your training. So just to annoy him, you said the trigger word: