Avengers: Seven Minutes in Heaven

a *knock knock*

You didn't get a chance to reach for an item when someone knocked on the front door. Tony stood up and went to the door, announcing, "That's probably the pizza I ordered."

He raced to the door and you heard him open it, only to be disappointed to see its not who he expected. "You're not the pizza man."

You heard three sets of footsteps walk towards the living room and you turned to the doorway to see T'Challa and his little sister, Shuri. When he came to the living room, Tony attempted to mimic a fanfare and announced aloud in a horrible British accent, "All rise forth his and her Majesty hath arrived!"

No one did and Tony's joke went to waste. You have worked a few times with T'Challa but you've never got to talk with him. Wonder what he's doing at a miserable hero gathering...

"I received a text from a..." He took out his phone and looked at the recent messages. "Anonymous number, saying I should quote 'Join this sick party' unquote."

"I was dragged along cause mother wanted me to keep an eye on the little bitch." Shuri received a nudge from T'Challa

"That was probably me." Tony said. "I changed my number recently and you were late so we started without you."

There was silence. "Since you're here, Y/N doesn't have to take anything from the bag. Please follow me, your Royal Cat Fanatic."

You face palm. You were about to walk into a closet with the king of motherflippin' Wakanda. You didn't know if Tony gave a shit or he's lost his marbles.

You went into the closet and Tony locked the door behind you, starting the timer. You sighed, back towards T'Challa. "What are we doing in this closet, Y/N?"

"Playing Seven Minutes in Heaven. A game youths play nowadays. Two people go inside a closet and do whatever they want in here..." You nervously looked around. "Usually kissing, making out and/or sex. All under 7 minutes."

He nodded his head understandingly. Suddenly, he moved closer to you without warning as if he was making a move. He cornered you to the door. "Woah, what are you doing, tiger?"

"Playing the game." He must have been inches away from you because you felt his breathing hit your face. He leaned in closer until your lips were basically half a millimeter apart. "Can I kiss you?"

"Woah, wow... Um..." You blushed and stuttered. "Um... Sure?"

He leaned in and you felt his lips crash on yours, your eyes widening as he lingered there, waiting for a reaction. You decided to take it.

You kissed back and placed your hands on his shoulders. His hands repositioned themselves so one was leaning on the door and the other was locked on your waist. You enjoyed this besides the fact this was very wrong.

He released, inching your lips apart slowly and looked into your eyes with his dark orbs, a feeling you couldn't understand behind them. "I didn't expect for a king to kiss me. At all."

He backed up and smiled a sideways smirk that held happiness but mostly guilt. "Sorry for that suddenness. It was unprofessional."

"No, no it's OK, T'Challa. I enjoyed it." You cupped his cheeks in your hands before placing another kiss in his lips.

"Well, well." Tony's voice spoke. You released and saw the smug billionaire leaning in the door frame. T'Challa gave him a look which made him go away surprisingly and pecked your cheek.

He whispered in your ear, "Come with me to Wakanda. I can promise you a life of luxury and comfort. I wish to know you more, Y/F/N."

You smiled at his offer but sadly, you replied, "Sounds like a great deal but I can't. This is my home and they are my family, no matter how annoying they can be."

He understood, pecking your cheek. "I guess I could only offer a dinner? Finest cuisine at my palace next week?"

You nodded. "Sounds great. I'll see you then."

He left the building and you sat down in your spot. Was it wise to decline him like that? What if you agreed? You began thinking over this. Maybe if you did accept his offer to run with him to Wakanda, you would have fun. Sounds like an adventure.