Doctor Strange X Reader First Book

You're My Wise Man

A/N: Hello my dear readers!

So I had this idea about the mysterious two white strands of Stephen Strange and imagined all that. It's cute and fluffy and I hope it makes you laugh a bit.

Hope you enjoy!

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You looked at Stephen carefully, pondering about his two white strands sliced on his temples. It was quite adorable and sexy at the same time and you wondered how his reaction would be if you tease him about it.

" Stephen?" you asked your head heaving on your shoulders, sitting at the table, and watching him attempting to cook.

" What? "He said, without looking at you, focused on his task.

Don't worry, you were quite surprised to see Stephen cook. He wasn't really the type of man to just cook but well, it is what it is. He was cooking! Now if it was eatable, only time will tell.

" I never noticed your two white strands in your hair. Is it a style you made?"

You tilted your head to the side, staring at him intensively. He froze a bit at your question and slowly turned to you, putting down the saucepan on the table.

" I.. I just have it. Does it bother you?"

He raised an eyebrow at you, emphasising his question.

You shook your head.

" No, no. I was just wondering that you look like a wise man with that. And you remind me of Rogue in the X-Men and Reed in the Fantastic Four."

His eyes widened at your answer.

" Wait, what? I don't look like either of them!"

He passed a hand through his hair, consciously touching his ivory strands. You chuckled, smiling warmly at him. You got up from your chair and stepped to his side. You touched his white strands, your fingers trailing down his hair and he tensed at your touch. His eyes diverted from your sparkling one to your lips and you played with one of his strands.

" Well, wise man, why is there only two white strand in your hair? Do you choose what hair you want to whiten?

You pulled on his hair, bringing his face closer to yours, teasing him. He gulped and put his hands on your waist. He licked his lips, a growing smirk on his face.

" It's a secret."

He said mysteriously, leaning on until his lips brushed yours. You smiled in the kiss and pouted when he stepped back.

" Come, on, share it with me?"

He shook his head, putting a finger on your lips.

" Ttt, ttt, a magician never shares its secret. Now I have to cook for you because you don't want to prepare the meal."

You crossed your arms against your chest, looking at him.

" I picked the movie, you cook. That the deal for tonight. Besides, you're a sorcerer, not a magician."

He chuckled at your response and you left to settle the table. You grabbed some dishes and prepared the table for the both of you. Tonight, you were alone in the temple and you had proposed a movie night.

" What did you choose?" he asked from the kitchen.

" It's a secret!" you shouted, jumping on the sofa and settling the film into the DVD player. You heard he chuckle and you got comfortable on the couch, already smirking to the reaction of Stephen. He came back into the living room, holding two plates in one hand and a bottle of.. wine!

" Woah, Stephen! Wine? Is it a date?"

He put down the dishes, stepping in front of you, , a blush reaching his cheeks.

" It might"

Your heart quickened, and a huge smile lightened your features. Joy and happiness overwhelmed your body and you did the only stupid thing without thinking.

" So do you prefer red or white wi.. humpf!"

You kissed him. Full on his lips, leaving him astonished. Then you stepped back, stroking his two white strands lovingly. He sighed when he realised what you were doing.

" I'm not letting you brush my hair, Y/N. "

You argued, determined to get what you want: that is to understand why only two bloody white strands were on Stephen scalp near his temples. And brushing his hair might be a way to find out.

" But!"

" No but. Red wine it is. "

He settled down next to you, your knees barely brushing each other. " What now? " you thought, looking at him with puppy eyes.

" Please, Stephen. I need to find out about this mystery. I need to solve this case!" You said loudly.

" Stop quoting Sherlock, Y/N. What are we going to watch?" he asked, smelling the trick.

" Well, either Sherlock BBC or Star Trek Into Darkness!" you said cheerfully, holding the two films in evidence.

Stephen rolled his eyes and sighed loudly.

" Y/N. ?"

" Yes?" you said hesitantly. You had noticed the low tone of his voice and it worried you.

" You're unbelievable. I wonder why I've fallen for you."

You heart missed a beat... again. Your mouth fell apart and a crimson blush covered your cheeks. You watched Stephen's face, letting your gaze fell down on his cheekbones, his cerulean blue eyes, his chiselled jaw and you gently cupped his face in your hands. You made him face you and you said seriously.

" Good thing, I've fallen for you too Stephen."

And then you gently pecked his lips, letting him go but he brought you closer and deepened the kiss. Your arms snaked around Stephen's neck, holding him closer to you and stroke his hair. When he noticed what you were doing with his hair, he bit your lip, making you gasp. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth and danced with yours. You kissed him back, fiercely until you both needed air.

He laced his fingers with yours, and put an arm around your shoulder, putting you close to his chest.

" Let's go for Sherlock, Y/N"

You pumped your fist in the air and kissed him again before you put the film into the DVD player, for season 1.

You cuddled with Stephen, his fingers gently drawing patterns on your bare arms and you letting your hand on his belly, quietly noticing some muscles under the cloth.

A/N: So what did you think guys?