Sebastian Stan and His Character Imagines

The New Addition // T'Challa

Part Two of : The King and his Queen.
This will also be in all of T'Challa's point of view.

The morning sun rose slowly over the fog. Y/N laid in my arms. Today I would be leaving for a two day event, Bucky had promised to watch after her. But I knew she didn't want me to go. I never left for this long, and when I did. She was always there with me.
"When are you leaving?" I must have missed her fluttering eyes opening and nose crinkle as she woke.
"In about two hours, after we have breakfast." A groan leaves her lips and she sighs sitting up.
"You said this was potentially dangerous, and that's why I couldn't go. So what makes it okay for you to be put in danger, but me it's a no?" This had been an issue. I was going on a mission by myself, and Y/N was so persistent.
"I'll be back in two days. Hush, I'll be alright."

The mission had not gone as we planned. At all. I was hurt, my suit torn and scratches were on my body. The two days had strained three days, then four and then it was a week. Nobody knew where I was. Y/N was sitting at home probably assuming I was dead. But here I sat, my legs too weak to carry me far. As I watched the night pass and the sunlight trickled through the fog, I realized I had a woman to get back. My Y/N. I stand and after walking for two hours I start running. As fast as I can to get back to her.

I walk into the room. There she was, dark circles under her eyes, her beautiful hair pulled into a messy braid, her eyes closed because she knew I was there. I slip my hands around her waist and hug her from behind. "Are you okay?" I ask very quietly.
"Are you?" I nod and kiss her cheek gently. She sighs. "You can't do this anymore. At least not for a while."
"I thought you found it sexy when I did dangerous things?" I joke and she sighs.
"T'Challa. Seriously, you can't." I nod and sit us on the bed.
"I'm helping people out Y/N..."
"Well, I want my child to have a father that they can actually meet and know." She snaps and stands. My eyes widen and then they trail to her stomach.
"You're- Y/N are you pregnant?" I stand in front of her. She looks up at me and nods.
"Two months. I just found out two days ago. You're mother said she felt it on me, that I was with child. Whatever that means." I cry and hold her close to me.
"I love you so much Y/N. And our child."
"You aren't going to behead me if I can't give you a boy are you?" I laugh and pull away to look at her.
"Never ever."
"That's good. I like my head."

A few months have passed, and Y/N is about 5 months along. Our young baby is showing, and Y/N looks beautiful. The usual flowing dresses Y/N wore were getting less flowing around her baby bump.  I had just gotten back from a briefing and Y/N was at Bucky's cabin with Steve. I walk through the field and see her on the porch, leaning against the railing laughing. Bucky was smiling and Steve was trying to catch the goats. Y/N was absolutely glowing, and she had recently stopped doing her makeup and she looked even better now. Bucky pointed at me, and Y/N smiled brightly at me. I walk up to her and pressed a passionate kiss against her lips.
"The baby is kicking." My hand rested against her stomach and she guided me to the spot. "He's so active."
"She." I correct her.
"No! It's a boy I'm sure of it."
Bucky laughed and shakes his head.
"Could you still not figure out the gender?"
We both shake our head. "So you're waiting till the birth?"
We nod and Y/N smiles.
"It will be a surprise. And a good one at that." We start heading back home. Shuri met us at the gates.
"How is my little
I smile and kiss Y/N's cheek.
"She's doing amazing."
"He!" Shuri laughs and rubs her bump.
"It's a he, it's a lower bump." Shuri nods.
I laugh softly and sigh.

Before we both even knew it, Y/N was nine months. And of course it was my busiest month, I was at briefings a lot.
The baby's gender was still unknown and Y/N still was fully convinced that it was a boy. I left early that morning, and kissed her head before leaving. I felt the kicks for a moment before I left. "I'll be back a little after lunch." I walked out the door before I heard: "Challa cancel the briefing I'm having a baby!" I rushed right back in, and there she stood. Holding her stomach and looking down with wide eyes at the water on the floor. I carefully and swiftly pick her up and walk downstairs and towards the hospital. The second we make it there she gets into a special room. Shuri and my mother were here in moments. Shuri stayed in the waiting room where as my mother came next to her bedside. Y/N grabbed onto my arm and my mothers. Her grip on me was much tighter though. And although she was sweating and groaning and panting through the birth she still looked magnificent. After an hour of pushing, a small cry filled the room.
"A little girl." I wanted to say something but I just kept my mouth shut. Y/N was crying as she held our daughter. My mother brushed Y/N's hair back and smiled down at my daughter.
"(Girl Name and Middle Name And stuff like that. Lol I'm so lazy I'm sorry)
I smile as watch as Y/N feeds and then both of them rest.
Y/N wakes up and I watch as she hears the sound of music and cheers. I help her stand and we walk to the big window, (Girl Name) in my arms. A splash of color meets her eyes, pinks are all around the city of Wakanda.
"My goodness. Is this all for." She pauses and looks to our daughter. "Is this all for her?" I nod and she smiles brightly. I look back to the window and pull her close to me as we watch the rest of the celebration.