Marvel one-shot

Valentine's Day - T'Challa

"What should I get him..."

I, Daisy Wilson, think to myself while trying to think of a good Valentine's gift for my husband T'Challa. Sitting on the couch while scrolling through my phone hoping to find something good enough to give to my amazing man as I do so, my poodle Cookie jumps upon my lap.

"Aw, want cuddles? hmm?" I happily ask Cookie, who cuddles into me more once I do. After about an hour passes, I get up, careful not to disturb Cookie, and make my way to the front door.

Calling my best friends Nat and Wanda asking them what I should get for T'Challa. Nat's response makes me laugh as she replies with sex, making Wanda groan in annoyance.

"I'll just go look around a few stores for something I guess." I close the door and get into my car, beginning to drive to the mall.

Once I arrive, I go in the first shop I see that may have something good after a while of searching that store, I leave disappointedly for the next. The feeling of disappointment is unfortunately recurring, until the very last store. Inside of which I happen to find a present that suits him perfectly thankfully I currently have enough to buy it afterwards I go to another store, one which has damn good candy. Once I gather everything I need, I leave for home.

[Valentine's day.]

After T'Challa leaves for royal duties, as it's my day off from work I start getting the house ready. Once I finish, I lay his gifts on the bed, with a trail of rose petals leading to it. Soon enough my man arrives home while I'm finishing cooking dinner. I hear the door close, and I feel him give me a back hug while whispering.

"Happy Valentine's Day My Queen." In my ear. I then turn around and tightly hug him.

"Happy Valentines Day to you as well My King." I reply with my face buried in his chest I then remember his presents.

"Hey baby, you should go change before dinner." I word it in this way as to not give anything way.

"Mhm, goodidea." He replies before pecking my lips and leaving toward the stairs. Atthat moment I realize I have rarely seen Cookie today. I quickly run upstairsto find... T'Challa standing in our bedroom doorway and Cookie on the bedasleep, surrounded by petals without causing any harm to the gifts. I let out asigh of relief as my husband wraps an arm around my waist cuddling into himonce more while silently sharing our love for each other.