Erik Killmonger x fem reader, usually y/n's POV (I and me).
Y/n is a 95 year old teenage girl, due to her healing abilities, who grew up in Wakanda, beside Shuri and T'challa and even making friends with Erik Killmonger, who turned good and was eve...
[Get ready for the cutest shit you've ever read] *2 hours later*
"No Y/n," Erik giggled. "I don't want to get in the car! No I doooon't want to!" He slurred as I tried to get him into the Rolls-Royce Happy was driving.
I laughed, "I'm so sorry Happy."
"Oh, honestly it's fine, this is the best entertainment I've gotten all week," he chuckled.
When I finally got him in, I closed the door and went around the car, getting into the other side.
After a while Erik spoke up "I'm sorry Y/n."
"It's okay Erik, I shouldn't have given you that much alcohol while I was sober," I chuckled.
"No, no, no. Not that." he shook his head.
I turned to look at him, he had his eyes slightly closed but he was looking at the ceiling of the car that had led stars scattered all over. "What is it then?" I asked worriedly.
"I'm sorry I never made a move."
My brows furrowed and I looked forward, contemplating what do. He said he never made a move. There's literally no other way of reading that. He meant it. Fuck. What do I do?? Should I ask someone?? Maybe I should ask Tony. I've never done this shit before. I'm not good at relationships. But, maybe Erik's different.
When we arrived at the Avengers facility, I sent Erik in the elevator, telling Jarvis to go to our room. Whereas I went straight for Tony's lab. I found him slumped on a couch with a beer in his hand, unlike Bruce who looked like he was working. "TONY WHAT DO I DO?!" I yelled. "Erik's drunk and he just confessed something."
He shot up from his seat and Bruce turned around, slightly curious but mostly unbothered. "What did he say?" Tony questioned.
I took a second to breath from the rush over to the lab. "He said he was sorry he never made a move."
Bruce raised his eyebrows at the information, however Tony celebrated with a "YES! GET IT GURL!"
My face dropped. "Oh my god, why do I even bother," I mumbled. "Just please tell me where Thor's alcohol is."
"I put it in your room." He smiled.
"You put it in my room!? OH MY GOD ERIK!" I ran out of the room to the elevator and bashed the button when I got inside.
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When I arrived to the room I saw Erik sat on the sofa propping his head up with his hand admiring the alcohol in the other. I breathed out a sigh of relief.
It was only when I started walking towards him, I realised he was only wearing underwear: the sight made me melt to the floor. I approached and sat on the next to him, snatching the bottle from his hands and taking a large swig.
