Requested: yesA/N: is kinda short but i felt like if i added into it with more details it's just gonna be too much
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"My weapons! What did you do to them?" Shuri's voice was truly projecting shock and anguish when she picked up the severely damaged piece of Wakandan technology. Her invention. It rarely happens, her works coming back destroyed.
"Your brother's wounded, too, Shuri." You said, helping T'challa up so he could sit on the operating table.
"He'll be fiiine." she rolled her eyes and picked up her things, retreating back to her lab.
You chuckled to yourself, preparing some of the bandages that you might use. "You never bring back broken equipment. What's up with that?"
T'challa sighed. "They had knowledge of our Vibranium and maybe they've figured out how to de-stabilize it. Just for a moment."
You frowned. "That's not good."
"No. It's not."
"But you saved the day?" you smirked, trying to lighten the conversation.
He smiled at you. "Always."
"Uh huh.Yeah right. Let's see it." You said, gesturing for him to take off his black panther suit. Or at least deactivate the torso part.
The purple and black material slowly fades away and revealed his rich chocolate brown skin. Shuri's tech never fails to impress you but today, your eyes couldn't look away from his body. Your hands reached out to touch his skin, trying to focus on examining the deep cut he sustained on his lower abdomen.
But you couldn't resist. Your fingers trailed up, slowly moving towards his chest.
You stopped yourself when you realized what you just did to your king.
"I'm.....sorry." you cleared your throat, turning around to grab your medical supplies, concentratin on tending to his wound.
You heard him chuckle. "Y/N, we're alone. You can touch me." he said.
"My king, I..."
"Please." he spoke to you, his voice low as if asking you to come closer. T'challa reached for your hand and placed it on his chest himself. "I want you to."
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