Black Woman Preferences & Imagines

The Beginning (f.t. James Barnes) -preference-

HOW YOU MEET:

I push in my bobby pin into my kinky hair. I put on my lab coat and grab my security card. I rush towards my front door to leave. I say hello to my neighbours as I run to the Wakanda castle. I am so excited today because I am waking up James Barnes. The white guy that has been brainwashed by the Nazis. I am the lead scientist in his recovery, it is such a big responsibility. King T'Challa is a great friend of mine and knows how much I love helping people in the name of science.

'Defrosting sequence begins,' the female robotic voice says loudly. Today we are finally defrosting James Barnes from his frozen capsule and it's going to take a solid eight hours to defrost him. 

Why do I keep thinking about chicken when I am talking about defrosting? I think because I have traumatic moments when my mum told me to defrost something when she is at work and I forget.  It took a long three years to break HYDRA's hold on James mind.  I think I have broken the evil spell on his mind.

They damaged him so much mental that it was difficult to help him. I can't believe they did this to this man. He didn't deserve that. I thank god my King T'Challa didn't kill him and let revenge consume him. 

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The robotic voice says loudly, 'Defrosting sequence has ended.' My eyes snap open and I quickly look towards the capsule to see it start to slowly open up. 

The time has finally come and I quickly grab my clipboard to start noting things down. I can see his abdomen exhale and inhale. Thank god, his breathing. I felt like I might of being killing him because I was poking through his mind. His eyes slowly open and he observes where he is. I say calmly making sure he isn't getting pissed off, "Hello James, I'm Y/N L/N a scientist who assisted in your recovery."

He groans and says "Where am I?"

"You're in Wakanda. You came here willingly to get rid of some horrid memories and brainwashing," I say.

He asks, "Did it work?"

"That's what we are gonna find out"

HOW HE ASKS YOU ON A DATE:

"You have a crush on him. Little Y/n has a crush. How cute?" B/F/N says and I gently slap her on the shoulder. After these past few weeks of him being awake has amazing. He is so sweet, funny and great to talk to.

I say, "Shhh, his sleeping." I could feel myself heat up in embarrassment. I look at his vitals and it all looks all fine. I walk out of his room. Not noticing smiling James.

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I say as I wrap his left arm,  "You need to be more gentle, James. I don't want you to get hurt. By the way, I am almost done with making your arm."

"Don't freak out, doll. I'm not glass," James says with a slight smirk. 

"I know, it just makes me... worried because I worry about you," I say stuttering with nerves.

"Do you want to have dinner?"

"...I'd love to"

FIRST KISS:

I say as I adjust his new bionic arm to him, "This might hurt, James." I finally manage to fix his arm

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt. You can't do any damage to me, doll," James says as he gives me a bright smile. I lean closer to him and our lips connect. He is so good at kissing. 

Before I pull away I make sure to bite his bottom lip. He looks at me and touches his lips. "I can't do any damage, baby," I say as I walk away with extra hip sway.

FIRST I LOVE YOU:

"Stop overworking yourself, doll. If you don't step away from the computer in 3 seconds or I am going drag you from this lab." James threatens as he leans on the doorway.

I say tiredly and furiously typing on my keyboard, "Just give me a day, James. I need more time, I can do this." 

"When was the last time you ate?" James asks. I don't know the answer to that. Maybe two days ago.

I say, "An hour ago." James grabs my waist and throws me over his shoulder.

"You're lucky I love you" I squeal in surprise.

"I love you too, doll"

MEETING HIS FRIENDS:

"This is Steve Rodgers. He used to be tiny and I'd have to beat up the bullies." James smiles and punches Steve on the arm. Another super soldier, that's amazing and ironic. 

"Are you the scientist that worked on Bucky?" He has a nickname for him, it suits him so much. I nod as I shake his big hand. "Thank you, for helping Bucky."