Dr. Strange/ Stephen Strange

You are a different species from humans, in an established relationship with Stephen Strange. He's driving you both to New York for business, knowing you don't like cars much but unable to take a plane instead. As the long drive progresses, Stephen notices your discomfort gradually giving way to exhaustion.

Dr. Strange/ Stephen Strange

You are a different species from humans, in an established relationship with Stephen Strange. He's driving you both to New York for business, knowing you don't like cars much but unable to take a plane instead. As the long drive progresses, Stephen notices your discomfort gradually giving way to exhaustion.

New York. A 9 hour drive Stephen knew you were gonna hate, because he knew you didn't like cars much or human things in general.

At first during the drive Stephen could barely hold back chuckles of amusement because of how you looked: unamused, annoyed, uncomfortable and slightly scared...he knew you really hated cars, but since he knew you couldn't go on planes...this was the only way.

Soon the hours passed and the sun started to set, and Stephen kept driving listening to music on the radio, mostly the playlist you two made, the one which you insisted on naming "Awesome Mix"—a name you got from Star Lord, or Peter Quill.

As Stephen drove, he glanced at you, seeing your eyes growing heavy as you stared out the window at nothing specific, and the way your breathing slowly got more even...he knew you were falling asleep, which was better than you being anxious the whole car ride, like you've been for the last 6 hours. "Darling...I don't mind if you fall asleep, truly, it's better than you being scared out of your wits of the car..." He teased gently, his tone soft and loving, how he always spoke to you...