A/N: Hello my dear readers!

I hope you're all alright despite the confinement. Be safe and home everyone!

Here is a little story where the reader keeps seeing blazing portal with someone helping her. I saw a picture of this with Strange helping Tony in his chores, and it gave me this idea.

Hope you'll like it.

Any idea for a chatroom?

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Sparks of a golden halo lightened in the corridor behind a wounded silhouette breathing heavily. A gloved hand went through the portal and put down next to your legs a first aid kit. You barely glanced the blazing light disappearing and leaving place to Captain America rushing to your sides. You didn't know who was the mysterious who ha leave the first aid kit, but you were grateful and you quickly realised it was the first of his many appearances.

As an Avenger, you dwelled in Stark Tower, training regularly with the team and going into mission again and again.

Each time, you were closed to mortal danger, a portal would quickly appear, bringing the help you needed with a weapon, striking out your opponent before you had the time to or pull you out of harm's way.

You didn't know who it was but you started to like this guardian angel presence. But you wanted to know more. You wanted to know why, what he looked like, and how he always knew how to show up at the right time.

You were walking in the kitchen, preparing a cup of tea before going to bed when Thor arrived and greeted you happily. You put your cup of tea on the counter and asked at the blond god:

' Did you notice the golden circle appearing when I need it the most? Do you have any idea of what that may be, Thor?''

A sheepish smile broke his face.

'' You must be talking about Brother Stephen. He said he was strange. We met when I looked for my father Odin. He is a very powerful magician, but don't tell my brother.''

You nodded, winking at him.

'' I promise''.

You chatted for a bit and then thanked him, heading to your room. You pondered about this man for the rest of the night, falling asleep with a notebook on your legs.

You didn't notice a blazing portal opening and the hand shutting down the lights, the blanket being pulled over your neck and the man stepping outside to look at your sleepy face.

'' Goodnight, Y/N.''

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The following morning, you asked J.A.R.V.I.S for the man Thor had talked about and it informed you that he was a friend the Avengers had crossed into but that you hadn't met yet. The A.I gave you the address to a Sanctum in 177A Bleecker Street.

You drove there and parked in front of the place, getting out of the car.

'' What a strange place'' you thought as you looked at the very specific architecture of the building. You climbed the steps and knocked on the door.

You waited patiently until a very unexpected ' person' opened the door. You gasped at the gliding crimson figure in front of you.

'' A cape?! A cape opened the door.'' you thoughts, your eyes widening at the floating item.

The collar raised when it looked at you as if it recognised you and you blinked. The relic rushed away, disappearing into the darkness of the place.

'' Wait'' you called out, but the relic clothe was gone. You stepped into the place, eyeing the shelves of books, the luxurious stairs and the huge symbolic window.

'' Hello? Is there anyone?' you asked, hoping for an answer.

Suddenly, an angry voice came out from behind you and you spun around.

'' Cloak, why are you pushing me here. I have to go back to this spell. Go bother Wong!''

A man wearing a strange outfit stopped dead in his tracks when his eyes met yours. Two cerulean orbs drinking your form as if you were a dream.

'' Y/N'' he whispered, his demeanour staggering and your eyes drifted to the slight shaking of his hands.

You frowned.

'' How do you know who I am?''

A small smile enlightened his lips, the Cloak stopping its tantrum to land on the magician's shoulders.

'' You're a famous Avenger.''

You argued.

'' Or is it because you keep helping me when I need the most, Stephen ?'' accentuating his name, to show him that you were not as clueless as he could think.

He crossed his arms against his chest, the heavy necklace he was wearing disappearing behind his forearms.

'' You made your research, but allow me to introduce myself. I am...''

You cut him off.

'' You are Stephen the magician.''

His eyes widened, darkening at the name. You quickly added.

'' According to Thor I mean.''

He nodded in understanding.

'' I am Doctor Stephen Strange, Supreme Sorcerer of the Mystic Arts.''

You stepped closer, noticing his handsome features. You saw the same facial beard than Stark, his glistening azure eyes, his dark hair with strands of silver and his particular outfit, micing the colours of dark red to dark blue.

'' You know, I gave you a nickname, Stephen.''

He arched an eyebrow at you, wondering what it could be.

'' Well, you always protect me when I need. It reminded me of a guardian angel. So I nicknamed you Guardian Angel.' Thank you for having my back.'

Stephen froze, definitely not expecting this kind of answer. He thought you would be angry, that you would yell, but not a thank you.

You continued.

'' I have a question though.''

He looked at you, waiting.

'' Why? Why did you protect me when we didn't even meet properly?''

He sighed and offered you to sit down in front of tea to talk about it.

'' To begin with, I keep a list of the most dangerous and powerful people in the universe. You were on it. With such powers as yours, even if today you are fighting for the Avengers, we don't what tomorrow is made of. So I kept a close eye on you. When I met Thor, he mentioned your name and I started to observe you. At first, it was just for safety, to be sure you were not an enemy. but then it turned as a habit. I am no stalker, I promise.'' he quickly added, looking away sheepishly.

You put your hand on his gloved hands.

'' I am not mad. Surprised, yes, but not mad. Why don't you tell me more about yourself? So we're even.''

He chuckled, the sound making your heart beat faster. And therefore, he told you his story, until Wong interrupted you.

'' Hum... I won my bet. She made the first move, pay up Cloak.'' he said, under your bewildered eyes and blushing cheeks.

A/N: Any thoughts?