Black Panther Imagines

T'Challa x Requested Reader: Help From an Avenger

Dedicated to @The-Mutated-Pisces

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   GISELLE'S POV

  There was not much you really needed to be familiar with with me, but I was a faithful member of The Avengers. I was also Mexican and French. As an avenger, I had a job I had to do. My job was to go to Wakanda and meet T'Challa, who was the current king of Wakanda.
  From Steve Rogers, I had heard nothing but good things about T'Challa. Since I was a sweet person myself, it should not be that hard to make an acquaintance with T'Challa.

  Speaking of getting into Wakanda, Steve handled that for me. As I had been led towards the tall kingdom ahead, I would be glad to tell you guys why I was really here in Wakanda. The Avengers sent me here to find a man named Erik Killmonger, who was known for many deaths wherever he went.
  I had an idea it had something to do with the death of his father, which could really destroy someone on the inside. Anyway, The Avengers asked me to find Erik, with T'Challa's help, so I would do it. I wondered how The Avengers knew about Erik and what he had to do with them, but I just didn't question it.

  When I finally made it into the kingdom, it was astonishing. I was extremely captivated by all the women warriors/guards, who seemed so confident and still.

  That was impressive..Very impressive..

  After a few minutes, I was led into a throne room and noticed a man sitting on the throne chair. He was clearly African/Black, possessed brown eyes, black hair, and looked to weigh about 200 Ibs.
  Once he stood up, he had to be 6 ft or taller. There was no way he was considered short, but he was handsome. I was not going to deny that one..

  He sent me a smile and held out his hand saying,"You must be Giselle Guevara. Captain Rogers informed me of your appearance and that you could offer me some assistance. I'm T'Challa."

  I shook his hand and replied,"I am Giselle, and assistance I can deliver. The honor is all mine, your majesty."

  T'Challa smiled at me and nodded, then he asked me,"So, what do you know about this Erik, Ms. Giselle?"

  I informed to T'Challa,"Many things. I know that he lost his father at a young age and it caused him to change emotionally and physically. He started to join different organizations and trained in some of the deadliest places in the world. He's smart. He's well-motivated, given his involvements in so many things. For all those things, my guess is he will come here."

  T'Challa's face filled with confusion and a woman exclaimed,"That's ridiculous! Why would such a man come to our borders and bring his vendetta here?"

  T'Challa leaned on his elbow and asked me,"Why would you think he's coming here, Ms. Giselle?"

  I admitted to T'Challa,"Because I think he's from here. Everything leads back to this place. A man I ran into on one of my missions with The Avengers said something about he was with Erik. That Erik had a particular interest in this place. I can't help but think that's why."

  "You're not wrong, princess."

  T'Challa and I both turned to see Erik. It had to be him.

  Erik stopped in front of T'Challa and I, then he asked me,"What's your name?"

  I did not respond and Erik chuckled saying,"Rude, I see..I just gave you a compliment and you don't want to tell me your name? I see how it is."

  Erik turned his attention away from me and looked at T'Challa. T'Challa and Erik had a nice, long, conversation, yet it ended up in Erik challenging T'Challa.
  A woman, whom I believed to be T'Challa's mother, warned him to decline Erik's challenge, but T'Challa didn't. Erik warned the whole room of who he was and my hypothesis was right. Erik's father was killed by someone from Wakanda, but it still left more questions.

   A FEW HOURS LATER..

  T'Challa had managed to win back his kingdom, even after he was presumed dead. Erik ended up winning the challenge, but then T'Challa came back to claim his grounds.

  After that was over, I walked with T'Challa and he said,"So, what's next for you, Ms. Giselle?"

  I shrugged and admitted to T'Challa,"I go back home and cry over Thor's new haircut. I miss the old one."

  T'Challa chuckled and I asked him,"Have you seen it?"

  T'Challa shook his head and said,"I don't think I've met him. I'm sure he's great, if he knows you."

  I smiled at T'Challa and T'Challa stopped me from walking any further.

  He said,"Stay a little longer?"

  I nodded and said,"Okay, but I get a kiss first."

  I immediately covered my mouth, and T'Challa laughed. I hated myself so much right now. I hated when I just said what I was thinking out loud AT THE worst moment possible.

  However, T'Challa leaned in and kissed me slowly. I was surprised, but I responded immediately.

  T'Challa slowly pulled away and said,"That wasn't bad, was it?"

  I shook my head. T'Challa led me back to the kingdom.

  After I informed the team I would be in Wakanda a little longer, Thor immediately yelled,"NO!! YOU MUST HELP ME WITH MY HAIR!! YOU MUST!!"