Multifandom Imagines

T'Challa (Marvel Cinematic Universe) -Part 1

During the Civil War against Captain America you got severely injured and Tony asked the Black Panther to take you back to Wakanda, so you could get the best care, surrounded by the best technology in the world. A few weeks have passed since you got to Wakanda and the Civil War is finally over. You're waiting for Tony, your best friend, to come pick you up and take you back home, but he's stuck in negociations with the UN after the not-so-happy ending of the fight between Team Stark and Team Cap.

You sit on the grass in front of the lake. The sun is beautifully reflected on the surface of the water. You enjoy the warmth of it and try to ignore the pain that takes over you again. As much as you love Wanda, she needs to learn to control her powers because her throwing you into a fucking wall and almost paralyzing you wasn't the coolest shit.
"Y/n, how are you feeling?"
You turn around to see the Black Panther himself, King T'Challa, smiling at you. You wink and motion for him to sit on the grass next to you.
"Having a small headache again, but nothing out of the ordinary" you inform him, while he sits close to you. "Your sister is an amazing doctor, King T'Challa!"
He laughs a little bit and then looks at the lake too, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.
"You can call me T'Challa, Y/n. And yes, she truly is amazing at everything" he says, reffering to Shuri.
You nod and smile, then you pick a few blades of grass and start playing with them. You can only think about the Civil War and how it destroyed the Avengers.
"Isn't it weird how just a different opinion can tear everything appart?" you ask, almost whispering.
T'Challa looks back at you, a glimpse of concern in his eyes. Maybe he thinks you're just rambling because of the headache. But who cares? You really need to get stuff off your chest and you need to talk. After all, you've been in a coma for two weeks. You have to catch up.
"I used to think nothing could get between us, the Avengers, and our friendship. I thought we were like a family, but family members don't end up trying to kill each other" you continue.
"You're not exactly a normal family. Every family has fights, but not every family has the weight of protecting the world on their shoulders" T'Challa finally speaks.
You lay on your back and sigh loudly, missing the Compound and your game nights with Natasha and Bruce, getting drunk with Tony and Wanda, going for a morning run with Steve and Sam and all those stupid things.
"That isn't an excuse, unfortunately..." you say. "Anyway, I just wish I were there, with Tony, when it happened" you add, reffering to Steve and Bucky beating the shit out of Tony and leaving him alone, after he had just found out that Bucky killed his parents.
T'Challa's eyes turn a darker shade of brown, if that is even possible, and you swear you can hear a bit of anger in his voice.
"You love him, don't you?... Stark, I mean"
You furrow your brows at him and tilt your head slowly, trying to read his expression.
"Of course I love him, he's like a brother to me. We've been best friends for almost 7 years" you explain.
He seems to feel at ease with your answer and you really pray that what you saw in his eyes was jealousy, because you really want him to make a move on you.
"Anyway, I think we should head back in, Y/n" he changes the subject.
You roll your eyes and don't move an inch while he gets back up on his feet. Dissapointment fills your heart. You really tought this was going to be the moment he finally makes a move on you, but you were wrong.
"I think I'll just stay a little while longer. It's still warm outside, so why not take advantage of it" you say.
He puts a hand on your shoulder and you almost flinch because of his touch. Hopefully he didn't notice that.
"The pizza will get cold" he speaks, smiling at you.
You jump on your feet and turn around to face him, almost screaming after hearing the word "pizza".
"You bought pizza?" you ask, excited.
"I mean, I wanted to cook you a pizza, since we don't really have any in Wakanda, but then I realized I'm a terrible cook, so I decided to fly a jet to Brooklyn and buy some" he explains.
But something doesn't add up.
"Wait a sec! You told Tony and I that none of your jets are currently in function and that's why Tony has to come pick me up. But at least one of your jets is completly fine since you just used it to buy pizza, T'Challa" you realize, smiling.
He gasps, almost slapping himself for letting that information out.
"I thought it was better for us to keep an eye on you for a bit longer. Now come on, the pizza is gonna get cold" he exclaims, running towards the city.
"COWARD!" you shout laughing.
You run after him, ignoring the headache that keeps getting worse.