If requests are open could you do a Stephen Strange x male reader where the reader has hand tremors so Stephen try to help but he also has tremors so these two shaky men have to call on Tony or Steve to help them. I think that would be super cute
A/n: As someone who has v shaky hands because of a medical issue, jars are my sworn nemesis.
Pairing: Stephen Strange x Male reader
Warnings: Medical issues, tremors, fluff, Stephen, and Y/n are some stubborn bastards, cussing, humor, kinda a crack fic ngl, SteveTony (Stony)
Stephen Strange and Y/n L/n were a powerful duo, the two worked well together, and were brutal fighters.
They were best friends and lovers alike, though the second part was less known, only the members of the Avengers team knowing about the relationship between the two men.
Funnily enough when they had first met, the two had hated each other with a passion, never being able to be in a room together without an argument breaking out.
Then one day there had been a flip in their relationship, what the cause had been, no one knew. Other than Steve Rogers and Tony Stark. They had been there to witness the hilarious situation.
See Y/n had been In the kitchen trying to open a jar of Tony’s fancy ass jars of peanut butter, and had been struggling for at least 10 minutes. (That was being nice.) And had been getting beyond frustrated when Stephen had walked into the kitchen, the sorcerer all but ignoring the other man.
“Stephen, can you help me with this stupid jar?” Y/n asked after a pause of silence, eyebrows furrowed and a frown on his lips.
Stephen glanced over, blue eyes crinkling as he let out a snort.
“You’re a superhero and need help opening a jar?” He questioned but made his way over to the H/c haired man none the less.
“Listen dipshit, I have tremors jars are my enemies.” Y/n held his hands up to show his hands that were tremoring violently, causing the sorcerer’s heart to tug in his chest.
Stephen silently held up his own trembling hands, giving an empathetic smile.
“I’m sure two broken men can open a jar.” He said jokingly, grabbing the jar from Y/n, wrapping his hand around the lid.
He tried with all his might to untwist the lid, but the fucker just wouldn’t open. Which only caused Y/n to cackle evilly at his misery.
“You’re a superhero and can’t open a simple jar?” Y/n teased, E/c eyes sparkling with mischief.
Stephen ungracefully flipped Y/n the bird, using his cloak to try and get some traction on the lid. The traction did nothing when his hands couldn’t properly grip, causing Y/n to grab it from his hands and try again.
This went on for 30 minutes of them switching the jar back and forth, using many different tactics to try and open it.
Stephen had even tried using his magic, while Y/n had tried using a knife to brute the lid off. Nothing worked and, in the end, with great shame Y/n quietly asked FRIDAY to call Steve down to the kitchen.
The super soldier appeared moments later with Tony by his side, a pout on the brunettes’ lips.
“This better be important, I was showing him my new suit blueprints.” Tony gave the two a look, looking between them and the jar, they were both glaring at with hatred.
“Did... did you call us down here to open a fucking jar?” Tony asked incredulously, laughter spilling from his lips as he looked at the two men who looked like kicked puppies.
“Fuck you! We have tremors and we can’t open the stupid fucking jar! I just wanted a peanut butter jelly man!” Y/n threw his hands up in the air with a hysterical cry, earning a look from Stephen.
“Steve please just open the jar. We’ve been trying for 30 minutes.” The blonde let out a quiet chuckle and walked forward, opening the jar with a single twist.
Y/n and Stephen stared at the man silently for a second before speaking over each other.
“Fuck you and your hands-!” “I wish I could throw you in a portal.-“ “I hate you.” The two spoke in sync at the last part, glancing at each other.
Y/n grabbed the jar from Steve, flipping the team captain off. “Cmon Stephen, we can go enjoy the peanut butter now.” The sorcerer followed behind the H/c haired man, glaring at Steve as they left the room, leaving the couple staring after them dumbly.
“They’re going to get together.” Tony pointed out, leaning against Steve’s form.
“Oh absolutely, I can’t wait till they have to explain this situation.” Steve replied with a grin, arm wrapping around Tony’s shoulders.
And just like that, two men who suffered from similar medical issues saw each other in a different light. It was a bonding moment for them, even if it seemed small to others. It changed their history.
