^._.^=|Dr. Strange|=^._.^

Doctor Strange's teacher had been mortally wounded, and she passed away. You could say she died in Strange's arms. He was standing by the sink, holding his hands under a stream of warm water flowing from the tap, lost in his thoughts. Then you approached the sink beside him and began to wash your hands. Once you had washed and dried them, Stephen noticed you and turned toward you. And you turned to him. He placed his hands just below your cheeks; you did the same, and you shared a light kiss on the lips. When you pulled away, you placed your hands over his.

• I don't want to let you go.
  he said softly, his voice tinged with sadness

I'm talking to you because I like it