AUTHOR'S NOTE

the sam catch-up is coming next !!!! and then it'll be your requests, my lovelies 💓💕❤️

- bella.

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i. THE PHYSICAL FEATURE YOU LIKE BEST ON HIM

You love a lot of things about Stephen, but it was more touching him that was the best part. You love the grey streak in his hair, but more so, you love to run your fingers through it, your hands moving slowly up to the stray hairs that always seemed to curl onto his forehead.

You'd trace his cheekbones, and move down to the curve of his jawline, fingers delicately touching his lips as you remained utterly entranced with him. He simply held his breath, amazed that someone could love such simple things about him.

ii. THE FEATURE HE LIKES BEST ON YOU

Stephen loves your intellect. He wouldn't even be able to survive if he was in a relationship with someone who couldn't challenge him; and you brought that challenge. You loved to prove him wrong, and reveal random facts to him on occasion. All he knew was that there was never a dull moment with you, and he appreciated that so much.

iii. AN AVENGER OR TEAMMATE SETS YOU TWO UP

He thought it was daft. Tony had no place in meddling with his life at all; never mind his love life.

You had come into the picture a few months before with Stephen, owning the art gallery that was across from the building he protected. It started with giving him flyers to events because you'd seen him around, but pretty soon, the two of you became friends. You often talked about how pretentious the art world was (you thought so, even if you went into it), and after a while, he allowed you to snoop around his building, looking at the ancient artifacts. He was rather fond of you, really.

Tony decided that Stephen needed to take the next step, and actually ask you out. Stephen denied that you ever actually liked him, and Tony was not impressed. He said simply that the pamphlets for your events that were piling up on Stephen's entrance table begged to differ.

"You know what, Strange? If you don't go to this event, then I will. And if you think that I won't buy every single art work and proceed to have it shipped to this place, then I don't know," Tony mildly threatened, folding up his glasses so that he could hook them on his shirt.

"I'm not going. I went to enough of those things when I was surgeon," Stephen replied simply, not bothering to look up at the other man as he paged through the book in his hands.

Tony sighed, "She obviously wants you there. Just go, Stephen."

His eyes drifted up to Tony from what he was reading. "You'll stop bothering me incessantly? I'll actually be able to get work done?" He asked.

"Of course," Tony spread out his arms slightly, already smiling because of his win.

"Fine," Stephen conceded, snapping his book shut, pretending to be irritated with his friend.

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Fiddling with the tie of his suit, Stephen stepped into the foyer of your bustling art gallery, peering around in hopes of spotting you. If he was being honest, you were the only reason he'd ever come to such a thing.

Kindly declining a waiter that offered him champagne off of a silver server, he slowly weaved through guest after guest. Most of them actually looked like they were interested in the artworks, and the other part reminded him a lot of himself a few years back; there because they had so much money that they didn't know what to do with it (how about buy some art they didn't understand?)

After fruitlessly searching for you in the crowd, he decided to actually drift towards a few paintings in to quieter part of the exhibit. He had to admit, your collection was really beautiful.

Admiring an abstract piece, he almost didn't notice you appear next to him.

Once he'd looked over, neither of you could seem to keep the smiles off of your faces. Wearing an elegant black dress, Stephen thought you looked absolutely beautiful. He was wordless.

"I'm glad you came, Stephen," You finally said, the sincerity in your voice causing him to be slightly stunned.

"Uh," He cleared his throat, "Of course. I thought I should probably make an appearance at some point."

You nodded slightly, still smiling as you spoke, "You look very handsome tonight. I think this is the first time I've ever seen you in a suit."

Stephen's lips tugged with amusement. "You look breathtaking," He admitted simply in reply, watching as your cheeks flushed gently.

"Thank you," You spoke bashfully, your expression causing a familiar fondness to fill him up. He couldn't help it around you.

"Would you like to go out with me, (Y/n)?" He blurted suddenly, eyes widening a fraction.

Looking as equally as surprises as he felt with his words, you couldn't help but nod quickly, heart fluttering. "Yes, of course, Stephen,"

His expression softened even further at you answer.

iv. HE HAS A HORRIBLE DAY

You were startled from your sleep by the sound of glass shattering. Not bothering to change out of your pajamas (which consisted of one of Stephen's shirts, and your underwear), you rushed to check if he was okay.

Amongst the shattered glass was Stephen, on his knees with his back turned to you. Approaching him carefully, and with hesitation, you asked lowly, "Baby? What's wrong?"

You could see him flinch at the sound of your voice, and this only made more worried. It wasn't like Stephen to cause a scene, but by looking around, you could see that this was a big one; he'd managed to break all of the display cases surrounding you in his fit of anger, artifacts left exposed.

"Stephen?" You placed a hand on his shoulder, your motion gentle enough that he didn't move away. You bent down so that you were at his level, trying to catch his eyes from beside him.

His vision drifted up to meet your eyes blearily, his lips parting wordlessly. Instead of speaking, he turned his head into the crook of your neck, grateful for your warmth, and comforting touch. Still worried, you held him tight, your one hand cradling his head against you, fingers running through his hair.

"Let's go get some sleep, yeah?" You asked him softly, whispering into his hair slightly.

"Yeah," He breathed out, voice shaking.

v. WHO SHIPS YOU MOST, AND WHY

( christine. )

Despite having a previous relationship with Stephen, she really loved the two of you together. Having gotten to know you, she really loved you, and the brighter side of Stephen that you brought out.

At the end of the day, she loved the fact that you to shared such a healthy relationship, and that through it, the two of you improved as people.

She especially loved it when you kept up with him, and even out-snarked him more often than not.

vi. YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD

Your period was something that you usually tended not to bother anyone about, and you generally didn't let it inconvenience you, or the people around you.

Stephen, knowing the basics of medicine, kind of ended up being your GP. He'd suggest ways to alleviate the pain, and what medication to take - generally helping you out.

He'd, of course, also took up the part of comforting boyfriend, and helped you emotionally whenever you needed it.

vii. TEXTS WHEN YOU'RE AWAY

"You know I hate messaging people, so, uh, I decided to call. I just wanted to say . . . (Y/n) . . . God, I miss you so fucking much. Come home soon, okay?"

viii. THE SONG THAT DESCRIBES YOUR RELATIONSHIP

Latch | Sam Smith

"You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down
You, you enchant me even when you're not around"

From the moment Stephen met you, he had this quiet kind of enamorment with you.

When you two spoke, he found himself smiling despite himself, and for the first time since he lost his hands, he was beginning to become truly happy again. You carried this presence and intellegence with you that he was so attracted to.

When you weren't with him, he found himself thinking about you all the time. He'd be doing something so mundane or menial, and an image of you would come to him. You were enchanting, and you didn't even have to be in the same room as him to send his heart pounding.

"How do you do it? You got me losing every breath
What did you give me to make my heart bleed out my chest?"

When you finally started to go out, he felt more in love than ever. Whenever he saw you, he swore you took his breath away with your beauty. You'd, of course, blush and roll your eyes at him - but you know he meant what he said. No one could mistake that adoring look in his eyes whenever he saw you.

He was honestly so overbearingly in love with you. He didn't know how it happened, or when it happened, but all he knew was that he would care for you for the rest of his life.

ix. CONTACT NAMES

His name:
Doc 💞

Your name:
(Y/n/n) 💓

x. YOUR BEST FRIEND IN THE AVENGERS

( bruce. )

You and Bruce clicked from the moment the two of you met. You could talk for ages, or just sit in complete silence in each other's company. You found him utterly endearing, and often went to lunch with him when you couldn't handle being trapped at work, or with Stephen.

You supposed you liked him because he was equally as intelligent as Stephen, and about a billion times kinder.