#unrequited love but not really

[popcorn-plots]

Febuwhump day 28: "No... not like this."/Alt -- last words

Title: love's farewell

Words: 500

Summary: Wong finally confesses his feelings for Stephen... just as he's dying in the man's arms.

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It was a fight. It was always a fight. They had lost so many sorcerers to fights over the years. Stephen always grieved for his Sorcerers, but it was never personal. Stephen likened it to the passing of an estranged uncle. Sad, but life moved on (he knew it was heartless, he knew that he should care more, but something stopped him. He didn't know them all personally, but he still cared for them). Stephen never fully understood the pain of loosing your closest friend, the man you loved, until it was his sorcerer was dying, until his sorcerer was bleeding out in his lap, and Stephen could do nothing about it.

Wong had gotten stabbed. Impaled. A piece of rebar from a nearby building, nearly the length of Stephen's forearm, jutting out from his chest. Stephen watched in slow motion as Wong staggered, then fell. The rebar fell with him, snapping in half when they hit the ground. And then blood -- so much blood.

Stephen shouted something unintelligible and was at Wong's side in an instant. Wong tried to get up, but the rebar had nearly severed his arm at that point and the blood dripping down his side kept him from pushing himself off the ground.

An explosions sounded behind him at he knelt down besides his friend, but Stephen paid no attention. All his focus was on Wong.

"Wong--" He gasped.

Wong looked up, the awareness already fading from his eyes. In one look, Stephen promptly forgot everything he learned in med school about how to deal with trauma patients. All he could do was pull Wong into his lap and cry. There was too much blood outside his body to even think about saving him.

"Stephen.." Wong whispered. "You're pretty."

Stephen offered a watery laugh. "You're pretty too. Now shh, save your strength. We'll get someone too--" He looked up. Everyone was busy, paying the Sorcerer Supreme no mind. "Someone's coming to help you."

"You're a doctor. You save people." Stephen's smile wavered.

"I can't save you…"

"Hm. You always save me." Wong slurred.

"I have?" Stephen had a sinking feeling, he knew where this was going to go.

"Yeah, b'cause I love--"

"No. Stop. Wong, please, not like this. You can tell me later, when you wake up! We're going to get you to the infirmary and you'll be fine--"

A gentle hand stopped his ramblings. It was warm, slick with blood, but soft. He looked down to see the most loving smile he had ever seen on the older man. "Stop lying to me, Stephen. You know better than that."

Stephen didn't even pretend to smile or laugh. "I know…" he whispered, his voice hoarse. "I know…"

"I love you Stephen Strange."

Stephen swallowed a sob. "Please.. don't--"

Wong smiled and patted his cheek. "I love you."

Stephen craddled Wong's head to his chest as his eyes went dim. "I love you too… oh Vishanti, I loved you so much-- Please… don't leave me…"

Ao3

[justalittletomato]

I picture this song as what’s going on in Ava’s heart on Danica’s wedding day.

If he was braver, if he was more confident…

If he had just admitted what he felt under that magnolia tree the night of the gala.

If he had told her as she stood before him shimmering like the Star she was…if he had dared…

Then he wouldn’t have answered that persons question the way he did, “ Who is that?”

Danica is asked to dance not by Ava. Danica takes their hand and smiles one last time at Ava. He smiles back softly while his heart beats loudly in his ears.

—-

She dances with Ava one last time, this time her gown white and a ring on her hand.

If he had been braver….if he admitted…

She smiles one last time at Ava and then takes her now husband’s s hand. Ava smiles softly as his heart shatters as Danica dances out of his arms.

—

“I love you” he admits to the darkened sky…not even one star can hear him. “ I love you Dani.”

He repeats it to no one in Mando’a and in Cheunh…words whispered softly to a Star that no longer shines near him.

@apocalypticwafflekitten @patchiefrog @hannagoldworthy @literatureandqueen Y’all want some unneeded angst

[wideeyedsmile]

I want a version of the "unrequited love but its actually very requited" trope but instead of "wow what idiots" its actually just "one person is neurotypical and the other is autistic so they cant read each others feelings at fucking all". The neurotypical person is like "wow they're so funny and smart but they arent really flirting back with me so i guess they dont feel the same :(" meanwhile the autistic one is like "wow they are so pretty and amazing wow i wish i could read social cues so i understood how they felt towards me". Meanwhile, their mutual friend is frothing at the mouth watching them interact once they realize that they BOTH LIKE EACH OTHER THEY JUST HAVE NO WAY TO TELL.

Also, before anyone says anything: im literally autistic