Fandom One Shots Book Two

T'Challa 'Black Panther' x Inventor!Reader

T'Challa stood in the doorway of his sister's lab, he looked over at your station where you were currently, rocking out to what ever music was blasting in your ears. He watched with a soft smile as you danced around your station not moving from the side you were currently working. T'Challa didn't notice his sister and mother looking over at him before looking over at you. Shuri smirked, her mind whirring with possibilities of teasing her brother. Her mother turned and faced her youngest child. "No." Shuri opened her mouth to protest but her mother gave her a stern look, before she agreed to not tease the pair of you. The pair of them watched while T'Challa moved over to your station. The two left, Shuri under protest.

T'Challa moved to stand by you and you danced around not noticing him. You turned with a spin and crashed into the firm chest. You jumped backwards and slipped, your arms pinwheeled slightly and T'Challa pulled you into his chest. Your hands were pressed into his chest, you took a shuddering breath in. He smiled down at you with a shine in his eyes that you didn't think that he would ever look at you like that, he hadn't looked at you like this before. He let you go once your footing was secure. You arranged your clothing and brushed off dust that wasn't there. You drew several shaky breaths in. "I'm sorry, your highness..." You paused as he smiled at you, your cheeks heating up. He grinned widely at you, his deep accented voice rumbled through the lab. "You do not need to call me that, Y/N. I am your friend and we are alone." You nodded slightly. "What is this?" He asked, you assumed that he wished to forget what had happened. Trying to keep the shake out of your voice and hands you began to explain what the device you were creating was.

He watched as you passionately explained the new blueprint and the scattered pieces of your invention. He watched how your eyes lit up and shone happily, you stuttered as you noticed T'Challa looking at you with a loving expression. His head dipped down, and he sweetly captured your lips with his. He pulled away after giving you a quick soft peak, "You could not blame me, you look amazing when your passionate about your work." You dropped the small metal rod that you had been waving about, wrapped your hands around his neck pulling him down and stood on your tiptoes so you could reach his lips. You kissed him lightly, his hands hovered over your waist for a few moments before they settled on your hips, pulling you in and wrapping his arms around you holding you to him tightly.