95 for Ironstrange
Don’t ask me why, but sick fic uu
95. “Come cuddle”
There were few things that Stephen wasn’t going to admit. He was stubborn, that was true, and he would have denied of needing help and he was the kind of man who submerged himself in his world, knowing it was the best way he could do things. But, again, he wasn’t one to hide behind excuses most of the times.
But when he was ill and he couldn’t let other people do his work. Like that day. He had no idea from which dimension he caught the bug that was actually bothering him so much. On top of everything, Tony decided to check on him exactly today.
Strange knew that Wong was to be considered responsible for that. He could feel his fever forcing his eyes shut closed, and felt the Cloak wrapping him tighter when he started to be crossed by shivers of cold, but he decided not to pay attention to that, focusing at the best he could on the words that stopped having meaning a long time before.
“Hi babe,” Tony said when he walked into the room. His dark eyes found his boyfriend immediately and he stepped closer, lips resting against Stephen’s while his hand reached for his forehead. Stephen knew that the genius was checking his temperature. And he also knew that it wasn’t lower than the day before. “You are burning - he whispered, instead, looking at the book. - What about you take a break?”
“I can’t,” Stephen answered, immediately and almost mechanically. “I need to understand from which dimension that creature came from. And if there are more of them.”
Stark didn’t reply. He just nodded and walked into the kitchen of the Sanctum, which was weird. Tony never took nos as an answer, especially when it came from the people he cared about. Stephen decided to count it as a winning and then went back to his book, knowing that it was very likely pointless.
It didn’t pass long until he heard again Stark’s voice The man was lying on the sofa, a cup in each of his hand and a soft smirk on his lips. “I have tea, and you won’t have it until you come here.”
Stephen shook his head. The fact of not being able to smell the tea was annoying, but so it was the idea of Tony blackmailing him, which was why he decided to ignore the other man going back at staring blankly in front of him.
“Come cuddle,” Stark whined a moment later, and Stephen wasn’t that strong to refuse his boyfriend that much. Rolling his eyes at the ceiling, he joined Tony on the couch and let the man’s arm wrapping around his middle, his head searching the comfort of his boyfriend’s chest.
“Thank you,” He whispered. Tony smiled, helping him to take a sip of hot tea. “I love you.”
“I love you too, and I really hope I won’t catch this demonic bug, but it was worth it.”