Black Panther Imagines

Shuri x Reader: Conquering Fears

Dedicated to Walker1485

   Y/N'S POV

  T'Challa stood tall next to me, as his sister, Shuri, explained to me that something was inconsistent with my numbers. Something was not adding up correctly. She suggested that she could run a few different tests, which could take some time.

  I gazed over at T'Challa and he said,"I think you should let Shuri run the tests, Y/N. If something is wrong, then we will know. I will leave."

  I held onto T'Challa's arm and he sighed, explaining to me,"Y/N, you will be fine. I know you have a fear of being hurt, but there is no one better than Shuri to handle this for you. You will be all right. You do not need me."

  I looked down, and T'Challa gently hit my shoulder. T'Challa motioned for me to sit down on the table. I sat down and he left the room, leaving Shuri and I alone.
  T'Challa was like the best friend I could never make on my own, but he was right. I had a fear of being hurt and it stopped me from letting anyone touch me. Even with something as little as lab tests.

  Shuri looked at me oddly, as I focused my attention on my bracelet.

  She asked me,"Y/N, what is bothering you?"

  I sighed and replied,"Nothing. I am just a little exhausted. That is all."

  Shuri rested her hands on her hips and explained to me,"Oh, really? Then, why did you tell brother you were well rested this morning, hmm?"

  I let out another sigh, and Shuri said to me,"I think you do not want to take the tests, because you are just too stubborn to. Normally, there is nothing wrong with that, Y/N, but this could help us figure out about what those scientists did to you. Just like Captain Rogers."

  I nodded, but I admitted to Shuri,"I would say that you are correct, Shuri, but you are not. I do not wish to go through with this because you do not understand what is like to be used as some sort of animal. They never let me take a break, criticized the way I thought about things, and then they ended up killing my best friend. She told them she was not feeling too good, but they just kept on doing what they were doing. What's worse is I was being treated at the table beside her own. Shuri, I..I do not want to end up like her."

  My hands begin to shake, but out of worry and concern for what could go wrong during these tests. I trusted Shuri, but I just had to live with what I had to go through every single day of my life.

  Shuri took my hands in her own and reassured to me,"Y/N, maybe I do not understand, but I can do what I can to make sure you are able to have kids or a normal life one day. What you went through was unspeakable, but the last thing I would do is let you die. Especially by my own hands or work. You are the last person I would do that to. You have my word that I will take care of you. Warn you if there is any pain you may experience or feel. Okay?"

  I nodded and Shuri sent me a nod, before she held my hand in her own.

  "Hey. Hey. What is going on in here?"

  Shuri and I looked towards the door to see T'Challa and Okoye. Shuri slowly let go of my hand, but not to be rude in any way.

  T'Challa sent me a wink but said to Shuri,"Shuri, I left you to check on Y/N, not get affectionate with her. You need to do your job."

  Shuri rolled her eyes at T'Challa and said,"Well, I did both and you will get over it, brother. Speaking of doing your job, why are you worried about Y/N and I when you are the king?"

  T'Challa went to say something back to Shuri, but I motioned for him not to. T'Challa sighed and nodded, as to which I sent him a smile.
  He smiled back and stood beside the bed, which I was laying across and offered his hand to me. I took it and Shuri started the tests. However, I knew I would be fine.