Doctor Strange X Reader First Book

A Drink Challenge Always Leads To A Hangover

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Here is the drunk Stephen X reader oneshot. Hope you'll like it.  What would you like for the next oneshot?

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Never accept Tony's drink challenge just to prove that he is better than you. Unfortunately, Stephen wasn't known for being patient, it was quite the opposite actually. So when the both of you needed to see Stark about a matter of national importance, you never thought the encounter would end up taking care of two drunk genius laying on the floor and screaming about who is more intelligent than the other.

You invoked a portal to the Avengers Tower, followed closely by Stephen who whispered in your ear, his breath tickling your sensitive skin :

« Let's get this over with, love »

You blushed at the nickname, your heart speeding up and shivers rolling down your spine. You shook your head and sighed.

« You sound like it's awful to be with Tony, Stephen. » you chuckled, grabbing his arms and pecking his cheek.

He shrugged and walked into the living room to be met by Tony at the bar serving himself a drink. As soon as he saw the both of you he exclaimed :

« Facial hair bro and Princess of my Dreams! Do you want a drink ? Of course, you want one. »

He didn't wait for your answers and already filled two glasses of the brown honey liquid. The Cloak immediately walked off, floating at the opposite corner of the room. Tony froze, looking at the item with a flicker of daydreams wish.

« You should let me study the cloak. I need to know how it works. »

You giggled.

« One word, Tony : Magic. Not everything can be explained with sciences. »

Tony snorted and drank the rest of his glass, shrugging his shoulders and refilling his glass. You frowned and stepped closer to him. You gently put your hand on his arm, stopping his actions.

« No more. »

He pushed your hand away and spat back :

« Magic doesn't solve everything, Y/N. And you're not my mum. »

You looked at Stephen, your eyes pleading him to do something.

« Please Tony, alcohol is not the solution. »

He grinned at you.

« I'm sure you can't handle alcohol like I do, neither does Stephen. »

The dee Sorcerer's voice announced :

« Actually, I can. »

As if in slow motion, Tony handled him the glass of alcohol, his eyes reflecting the sadness and the fading glimmer of hope.

« Prove it. »

And that was the signal of an incoming hangover and drunkenness

You gasped, not liking where this was going to go. Immediately, you argued :

« Getting drunk is not the solution, boys. Quit it! »

However, Stephen had taken a seat at Tony's bar, drinking the burning honey liquid in one swift swallow. You blinked a few times as the drinking contest started without your approval. You were like an invisible person, the Sam in parties in charge of bringing back the drunk friends. You had no power, and force wasn't going to help. So you watched, powerless, helpless the two geniuses drink glass after glass, noticing gradually the first drunk signs. You sat next to Stephen and asked JARVIS to keep an eye on Tony who only rolled his eyes and muttered « I'm not a baby. »