WARNINGS: ANGRY smut, mentions of scars and blood.
SUMMARY: After arguing with Shuri during a mission, you return home about to shower, only to be surprised later on with an erotic treat.
It has been hours and you still couldn't forget that argument you had with Shuri. She got mad at you because you weren't supposed to be in the mission and was worried you were going to hurt yourself. Yeah, you weren't as skilled and probably not the best when it comes to the field compared to your co-workers but you only wanted to make sure Shuri was safe and she definitely needed backup. She couldn't have done that mission alone.
"You couldn't just stay away? I don't need your help!" The words she said to you still echoing in your head. At this point, you weren't sure if she was truly worried about you, or if she felt you were an annoyance. Maybe both. But you knew you had pissed her off bad, as she drove off alone in her motorbike after capturing the criminals, leaving you to deal with the authorities when they arrived.
You are now home at your small apartment, sitting lonely in the dark and pondering about everything that went wrong with you and Shuri. She has never snapped so hard at you like that. In fact, she's usually very chill. What made this time so different? She could've been more understanding. She would've.
Thoughts were overwhelming your brain and you decided to move from where you were and head to the shower to start the tub, hoping the water and bubbles will calm your racing mind. Once you done that, you started taking off your clothes as you wait for the water to be done. You winced when you had accidentally put pressure on a cut you have on your waist. You had not realized how bad the injuries were and assumed they were minor. With this new awareness, you went to the mirror to check out any other scratches or bruises you might've gotten. Cuts were splattered around your body, some had blood dried up and some was still quite fresh. There were black and blues around your upper left part of your body, just right below your chest. It definitely hurt more just by looking at them.
A sigh came out of you, probably from all the stress you're feeling. You only wished for one person to be here and that is Shuri, the one person who happens to be the cause of your anxiety. Saddened that your lover isn't here, you stared deeply into space and then shook your head to snap out of your thoughts, realizing that you still had the bath water running.
"Nice." You told yourself as you looked at the bubbly and fragrant bath. You couldn't wait to soak yourself completely into the welcoming tub, eyes shut and your mind silent. That's until you heard whispering coming outside your shower.
In shock, you turned swiftly to face the door, trying to listen properly at what the hell that sound was. The whispering got a little louder and that's when you knew your ears weren't playing tricks on you. Fear was starting to rush over you and you instantly wrapped a towel on your body while you scanned the area to find a good sharp weapon to protect yourself. You quickly grabbed the hair dryer from the sink and raised it up so it was beside your face. Slowly, the whispering became a little bit clearer and you heard louder footsteps, you prepared yourself to open the door, and was ready to attack whoever the person is. When the footsteps finally reached the door outside, you took deep breathes and put your hand on the knob.
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Shuri One Shots
FanfictionShuri x Fem-Reader one shots. Contains lot's of fluff and smut. Warnings will be place before the story.