Black Panther Fics

I Love It

"You got this Y/N. You look good. No, you look better than good. You look BOMB!" you said as you talked to yourself in the mirror. Your daily "self gas-up" was different nowadays. It was the first day back to college from winter break. New semester and a new year. You usually don't participate in the "New Year, New Me" fiasco, but it was true this year. Recently deciding to do the big chop and finally cut off all the relaxed hair on your head, you needed that self esteem boost just to carry you out the door. The utter thought of being seen by strangers and possibly being ridiculed terrified you. " Stop thinking like that and get them grades bitch." you quickly grabbed
your keys and practically flew to school.

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Walking into your classroom had never been any more terrifying than it was today. Eyes where following your frame from left and right. You tried not to let the negative thoughts fill your head as you continued to hype yourself up. "You got this bitch. Fuck all these people. Their eyes are just glued to you cuz the cant BE you." You quickly found your seat next to your long time friend, Erik Stevens.

The two of you have so much history with one another. Ever since your first interaction with each other in 4th grade the two of you were inseparable. Where ever Erik was you were by his side through thick and thin. As the two of you grew up you discovered your deep feelings for him. You never let them surface considering the fact that the both of you are so close. You didn't want to ruin any of that.

"Wassup Y/N"
"Hey Erik. Did I miss anything." You said as you started fidgeting with your clothing.
"Nah. Professor didn't even start yet. Aye you good? You seem on edge."
"Yeah I'm fine. Dont trip."

You and Erik started up your usual conversation. Later you begin to hear some girls behind you gossiping and giggling with their obnoxious laugh. "What's so funny? Is it ever that serious ma?" you thought. You casually leaned back in your chair to hear bits and pieces of their conversation.

"Is that a new girl?" one blonde hair girl said
"No that's Y/N. She cut her hair obviously"
"I don't think short hair suits her"
"Yeah me either"

Taken aback by what you heard you just sat there shocked while Erik continued talking. You knew someone was going to talk shit, but why is it affecting you so much? Your eyes started to water and Erik finally took notice. "Are you sure you-" He asked but you quickly got up and stormed away before he could finish his statement. Your feet carried you quickly out the doors of your classroom as tears fell down your face. Your self esteem was shattered and you didn't know what to do or where to go. Deciding to head to the bathroom, you enter the main building of your school and pressed on.

When you reached the girls bathroom you sat yourself near the door and cried you eyes out. "I knew people were gonna say shit! Yet I still cut it! Yet I still came to school knowing what was gonna happen." You said between sobs.Suddenly the door flew open as Erik walked in. You quickly stood up to avoid getting hit by the door. Realizing that it was Erik you calmed down and wiped your tears.

"You're not supposed to be here. This is the girls bathroom" you said dryly
"Ask me if I give a fuck." Erik stated. You chuckled at him as the room fell silent.
"Y/N what's up. You know you can talk to me."

You were embarrassed. You didn't want Erik to know that something so little could affect you this much. Building up the courage you told him.

"I recently cut my hair and I heard the girl behind us talking shit. I was really scared of getting criticized for my hair today and look what happened. I knew it was going to happened." Your tears started to fall once again and you couldn't stop them. Sudden you were pulled into Erik's warm embrace as he held you close, comforting you. You melted into him and it was as if the two of you became one. Both of your hearts beating in sync with one another. Erik pulled away and looked deeply into your eyes.

"You always look beautiful princess." The nickname took you back because he's never called you that before.

"I love your hair and the way it looks. Who gives two fucks about what them white girls who do nothing but gossip think. Do I care? Nope. Do you care?"
"Ye-"
"NO. No you don't. It only matters how you think and feel about yourself. And did I mention-" He lifted your chin with his hand and stretched his other arm around your waist, pulling you towards him. "That I -" he leaned into you till your lips were inches apart "love your hair" finally placing his lips yours. You savored the sweet flavor of his lips before he pulled away.

"Now come on baby girl. Class about to start."

You finally felt at ease and content with yourself. All your worries and doubts just faded away. Erik stood there with his hand reaching for yours. You slid your hand into his as you walked the halls together.

"Aye to be honest with you Y/N."
"Mmhm?"
"I think short hair is really sexy."
"Boiiii!" The two of you shared a laugh and went on