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Behind The Mask  ( Erik Killmonger x Reader )

Behind The Mask ( Erik Killmonger x Reader )

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"Why do you always put on that mask?" "What are you talking about y/n?" she steps closer to Erik looking into his deep brown eyes. A long silence is held as she gazes at the man in front of her. Erik looks to the side avoiding her glare. "Shit" he thinks. "The pain. The rage. I see it, but I also see longing." She cocks her head to the side without removing her eyes from his. "Have a good night Erik" she turns and walks away from a stunned Killmonger. That was the first time he ever let anyone get close to him in an non-intimate way. "Good night" he whispers. Disclaimer: I do not own the pictures nor the characters in The Black Panther MCU.
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