Doctor Strange X Reader First Book

Loving You From Afar

A/N: Hello my dear readers!

This is a request from @kaylajang( I think you changed your name) where the reader is in love with Doctor Strange but she is afraid to tell him because she thinks he's with Christine.

Hope you enjoy!=)

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Admiration is so blurred with the thread of love that sometimes the only way to truly know what you feel is distance, a big, wide gap between the person you are close to and yourself.

As a master of the Mystic Arts yourself, you buried yourself in the library, devouring the books of knowledge and even starting to write one on your own entitled « Mysteries of the Unveiled World ». You found the title catchy and with a glimpse of suspense in it which revealed the story of a woman discovering for the first time the Mystic Arts and how to deal with it.

Writing this book was like pouring your heart out when you literally experimented the power of such crafts, wonders and marvels intertwined with fluency and bright that it could blind a man, which it did * cough cough* Kaecilius.

Sometimes, when you felt in need of fresh air, you like to climb to the roof of the Sanctum, facing the Avengers Tower and let your imagination go wild for a few hours.

Lost in the reading of the book, trying to get away from the ache of your heart, you didn't hear your dear friend join you until he was crossed legged next to your form.

« Y/N » he acknowledged you, observing the view of New York City, the Cloak resting softly on his shoulders with his crystalline eyes focussed on the scenery of peacefulness.

« Hey, Stephen, » you said, closing your book and looking at your friend.

The frown of his eyebrows gave you a clue on his mental state and as you knew how Stephen was when something was bugging him, he often stayed alone. Therefore, your mind wondered why he was there. You were determined to be there for him even if it meant for your heart to be crushed apart, especially when he talked about Christine Palmer and how great she is;

He turned around, facing you completely and took your hands in his, leaving you dumbfounded. Stephen didn't like anything touching his hands and yet, here you were, your hands cradled in his, warming up softly.

« Why are you avoiding me? »

You arched an eyebrow at the sorcerer, flabbergasted by this act of kindness.

" I'm not."

He shook his head, his deep voice groaning slightly.

" Don't lie to me. Something is bothering you. "

Eyes lost in the bluest pools you've ever seen, your heart swelled up, your throat suddenly out of air while you tried to come up with an answer.

" Why would I lie to you, Stephen?" you said, trying to play casually as you removed your hands from his, getting up quickly.

His eyes were focused on you, analysing your behaviour as he knew deep down, you were hiding something. He was a doctor after all, and he knew how the human body worked.

Dusting off your clothes, you froze when his questions reached your ears.

" Is there a man? Is your heart taken?"

" Of course it is, it's you, idiot!" you screamed internally, while you clenched your fist, your face turning into an unreadable poker face.

" Why do you ask? Aren't you happy with Christine?" you chuckled, looking at everywhere except him.

Stephen got up as well, his outfit curving his body perfectly while he placed himself in front of you, stopping you from going any further.

He sighed loudly.

" Y/N, you are truly a naive girl."

 You crossed your arms against your chest, snarling.

" And you don't know how to speak properly to a woman, Mister Strange" insisting on the' mister' as you knew he hated it.

" Do you love me?" he said, going straight to the point.

" I admire you, that's different!" you argued, while he stepped closer, a smirk rising on his lips as the closeness kept getting shorter and shorter.

" Admiration is loving someone from afar and I don't want to love you like that."

You facepalmed, his face dangerously close to yours, his breath fanning over your cheeks as he engulfed you in a hug, resting his head on top of yours.

" Will you give me a chance, Y/N?"

You hesitantly wrapped your arms around his waist, muttering a small:

" I thought you liked Christine."

However, he heard you and answered your unspoken question.

" I did love her until I met you."

You hugged him harder, a genuine smile enlightening your lips as you didn't need to admire from afar, catching glimpses of love, no, from now on you could live into the light of love.

A/N: Tadaa, what did you think?

For the previous requests, can you remind me which ones, please? I kind of got lost with it. Sorry.

Thank you for all your support, it means a lot! =)