Black Panther Imaginations (One Shots Ft Readers)

Will You Be My Friend? (Pt 3)

"Tell me T'Challa." Nakia says smirking.

"What is it Nakia?" T'Challa asked her.

"Are you ready to marry me?" Nakia asked with a blush.

"Of course I am ready." T'Challa says full of confident.

"Good. Thank you for the shopping." Nakia says having a lot of things in her hand.

"No worries. Consider this as a gift from me to you." T'Challa says while he kissed Nakia's forehead.

"Ouh... So when you are in Rome. Give me a call okay. And buy me souvenir." Nakia says excitedly even when she felt sad to leave him.

"Sure. I will do that. Why you have to go to Rome?" Nakia asked T'Challa.

"Urm... I have to... I got work to be done." T'Challa says hugging Nakia and dropping her off at her room.

"Ouh. See you next week." Nakia says to T'Challa.

"Okay. You too. Good night." T'Challa says and Nakia said it too.

She locked her room door and kept her things to get ready to sleep.

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T'Challa was passing by your room. He saw you standing at the balcony with just a nighty dress above your knee. It was red in colour. Your hair was long and straight.

"May I come in?" T'Challa says as he was standing next to you at the balcony.

"Oh... Hey! You should have knocked." You says asking him to turn around as you felt uncomfortable.

"Okay. I turn." He said. You grab your nighty see through cardigan to cover your self. Then he turn to look at you.

"So..." T'Challa asked you.

"So what?" You asked him back.

"What are you doing here?" He asked you.

"Taking some fresh air. Trying to find idea to draw." You says laughing away.

"Ouh... That is nice. Draw this... That scenery is perfect at night." T'Challa says pointing at the mountains of Wakanda by the light of the full moon.

"Wow... I was thinking about it too. It's beautiful isn't it?" You asked his opinion. He nods.

"Yeah. Instead. Very beautiful." He agrees with you.

"You will be leaving tomorrow?" You asked him with a sad voice.

"Yeah. Will be. Will to. Will have to." He says like it was a force.

"It's okay. You will have to be patient." You adviced him.

Your room had a radio since you are very old school. You love old musics too. Not too old but consider old. Also, you love new hits too. Since eyou grow up with parents that listens to old songs you also follows them.

Suddenly your radio played a new song. It was Ed Sheeran featuring Beyonce. The song was Perfect.

"Hey... My favourite song." T'Challa says loudly.