Black Panther Imaginations (One Shots Ft Readers)

Room (Pt 2) | T'Challa

"He is not waking up yet." Queen Mother said crying as she hugs Shuri.

"Patient mother... He is strong." Shuri said smiling away.

"I know. Let us pray." Queen Mother said.

"Y/n. Can you keep an eye on our King?" General Okoye asked for your help.

"Sure." You said.

"Thank you darling." Queen Mother said.

"No problem." You replied smiling.

"Anything... Call me." Shuri said handling you a advance bracelet to use as a phone. You took it and sat quietly next to T'Challa.

"Okay." You replied.

Shuri and Queen Mother went in their room to rest. General Okoye waited outside of the chamber to secure T'Challa.

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Almost five day already. T'Challa still haven't waken up yet. Queen Mother and Shuri came visiting T'Challa before they left. It is now 1 o'clock in the morning already.

You still sat next to T'Challa and read a story book that you always interested to read from that chamber.

You took a book that you always wanted to read from the bookshelf and sat nicely and comfy on the couch.

"What are you doing here?" T'Challa asked you.

The book you had in your hand went flying as you was shocked by T'Challa's voice.

"Sorry. Queen Mother told me to stay here." You said looking down. "I will call General." You said more before leaving.

"No. No need to do that." T'Challa said holding your wrist.

"Okay." You nod.

"I am hungry." He said weakly.

"Okay. I will go and cook." You said as you quickly headed to the kitchen in the chamber itself to start cooking.

After that, you took the food to the bed where T'Challa was resting.

"Feed me!" He ordered.

You nod and obeyed. You quickly started feeding him.

"Where is Bella and Stela?" T'Challa asked you.

"They are at home." You said. As then the soup got all over T'Challa's lips. You took the napkin and wiped his lips.

"Sorry. I use to do that to my brother." You said looking down. Feeling scared.

"Sokay." T'Challa said.

"Starting for tomorrow. I don't need you to come to work anymore." T'Challa ordered.

"What?" The soup dropped from your hand on to the ground.

"Yes." He said nodding.

"No. I know I broke the cup, I wipe your mouth, my cooking was not nice, I cause a lot of trouble. But please don't fire me. I don't have anywhere else to work. And I'm sorry for borrowing this book." You said pleading in tears as he sacked you from your job.