there’s a contented hum that finds its way from her throat into the air, turning to smile against his shoulder for a moment. ❛ i will never cease to be amazed by how you remember the smallest details about so many things. ❜ she could spend an eternity in this way, wrapped in the arms of stephen strange, reminiscing, the closest to bliss she has found in many years. ❛ though i do remember you being unbearably rude and laughing at me. ❜ she squeezes his fingers for a moment, a silent reminder that she is only teasing.
her compliment was not lost on him, as evident as the way he hummed low in his throat, eyes closed as he simply held clea in his arms — a simple pleasure, one that the two of them simply did not have time for, most of the time. regardless of the teasing nature the sorcerer scoffed, rolling his eyes and tilting his head to nip at the tip of her ear; almost, akin to a chastisement. “ unbearably rude? ”