Have you ever, ever been ambushed and jolted awake by a fucking loud snore?
Shuri did. By Namor’s snores.
She was this close to smothering him to death with their pillow, she swears.
She blinks in the dark and rises from the soft sheets, she waits—
—!!!!!! And the snoring is still there. Loud and fucking annoying.
“Tsk.” Clicking her tongue softly, Shuri rubs her face and eyes at the sound of flowing water and the glowing blue of their cenote home.
Namor’s snoring rumbles loudly again as he is deep in slumber, wrecking the stillness of the air in the night. Shuri almost chuckles out loud because she finds it incredibly annoying and adorable at the same time.
Long ago, she figured Namor only snores when he’s exhausted to death and feels safe.
Clearly, at their age, after playfully teasing each other and making out for an entire afternoon and night, they were naturally tired. However, Shuri was annoyed at being awakened and felt a bit grouchy, contemplating throwing a tantrum like a baby.
Shuri leans down back to their bed, waiting for his snoring to end, then tenderly kissing Namor’s parted soft lips, silencing him.
…It worked for a while but not forever. Soon, it came back again. Shuri’s mouth twitched, it worked the last time though.
Seeing Namor so exhausted and sleeping so soundly, she was kinda reluctant to wake him up by kicking or pushing him. Shuri sighs, getting up again in the dark and gathers the blankets that were all on her side that she snatched from him to wrap around him, wrapping Namor into a cocoon. Slowly, Shuri carefully cradled his body facing upwards and gently turned him to lie on his side.
Facing her, the snoring ceased!!!
Delighted, Shuri joyfully nestled down, enveloping Namor in her embrace like a cozy hearth. Soon, she drifted off into a sweet sleep, not forgetting to plant a kiss on his forehead and lips before slipping into dreams, wishing him sweet dreams.
Have you ever, ever been ambushed and jolted awake by a fucking loud snore?
Shuri did. By Namor’s snores again.
She was this close to smothering him to death with their pillow, she swears.
She tried all her tricks to stop her husband from snoring, but none of them worked tonight as she gazed clearly in the dark towards the hallway.
Debating whether today is the day that she smothers him with their pillow finally.
—!!!!!! A thing pops up in the dark. Shuri shudders as she’s startled by it, squinting her eyes as her brain trying to function when—
Ah, it was Kiri, their eldest daughter. Face all sleepy and grumpy, clearly awakened by her father’s loud snore like her mother as well.
The mother and daughter looked at each other in the dark, both with blurred faces and messy hair. Wondering their existence in the world.
—!!!!!! Soon, Namor’s loud snore rings and another thing pops up from the other side... It was T’Amor, Kiri’s twin and their eldest son. He glared daggers in the direction of his parent’s room, making hand gestures at his mother, Shuri squinted her eyes to focus—
T’Amor quickly gestured to his mother, mimicking the action of picking up a pillow and pressing it down hard.
Ah, truly a mother and son – They were on the same page!
Shuri chuckles as she looks for their pillow. She's going to use the pillow to smack Namor and wake him up instead of smothering him because what if she smothered him too hard and lost her husband??? What would happen to her children without their father???
After considering the consequences, Shuri decided against it by using a pillow to smack him awake as well. What if she accidentally hit him too hard and gave him a concussion and her husband became stupid? She gently nudged him, and he didn’t wake up.
In the end, Shuri leaned down, kissing Namor so fiercely yet tenderly until the snoring ceased, until he was awakened by her kiss in his sweet dreams that definitely had her in it.
Even as Namor woke up with a groggy gaze, he naturally responded to his wife’s kisses. Soon, the two found it hard to separate as if their lips were glued together. Namor pressed her head while slowly sitting up, he cradled Shuri in his arms, lifting her onto his lap swiftly, encircling her tight and tilting his head to continue kissing her passionately. Drunk in sleepy love.
Their two children, Kiri and T’Amor watching from a distance silently facepalmed – one got up to close the door and the other activated their room's mute mode to prevent their parent’s midnight smooching from waking up their younger siblings.
As they breathlessly separated, he massaged her waist, his voice husky from just waking up. Namor softly asked with amusement, cocking his eyebrows slyly.
“What's wrong, hungry for a late-night snack?”
Shuri eyes him slyly, raising her eyebrows in tease, “Yeah, hungry… Do reluctantly be my midnight snack for now—”
She leaned in to kiss Namor’s eager lips as his chuckles echoed triumphantly.
At least, she successfully stopped him from snoring anymore, right?
The kids should be grateful for her sacrifice!
The next morning, during breakfast, Namor found himself being playfully teased, surrounded and simultaneously roasted by his wife and children like a rotisserie chicken.
“You snore, Baba.” T’Amor strikes first as always as the eldest, munching on his breakfast. Namor looked up at his son’s eyes, shimmering like the love of his life.
Followed by his dear mother, “I can testify that, I am the ultimate victim here.” Shuri backs up her son immediately before her husband can retort.
Mouth agape with disbelief, Namor instinctively countered, “I. DO. NOT!”
“There's nothing to be ashamed of, sithandwa sam. We are not exactly young anymore but you are getting oldddddd~” Shuri chuckled in tease, patting his back and then reaching over to help Namor close his open jaw.
“I—!!!” Namor continued to protest before his daughter cut him off.
Kiri makes an amused huff, rolling her eyes in glee, “How old can you be when you are already this old, Baba?”
“I tried to sleep through your snoring, Baba, but it sounded like a rock concert, hehe~” Even his most soft-hearted baby girl Zyanya teased him!
Shuri spats out her soup, clapping for her daughter with pride.
“I didn't know we had a built-in alarm clock, Baba, your snoring is impressively punctual and we all wake up at the same time every day, well, not exactly every day but…” Tadeas shrugged casually, his mouth curled up while sipping hot xocotl.
Shuri laughed until she fell into Namor’s embrace, her man still gaping unbelievably.
“I thought we adopted a walrus in our sleep…” Kiri teased and soon continued by her brother, “I think we adopted the whole herd of it.” T’Amor covers his mouth in glee before he gets a smack from his Baba.
“Don’t worry, Baba, your snoring is like a lullaby, it guides me back to sleep…” Taavi backs up her beloved father when the whole family has turned their backs on him! Namor was almost moved to tears while forgetting his baby girl always dropped the mic harder than anyone. Taavi sips on her milk and adds,
“Except it didn’t.” Sticking her tongue out with mischief. Namor finally sighs in defeat, surrendering and taking all the bullets while he beckons them to keep going, glaring daggers at Shuri who was laughing senselessly in his arms.
“Nonsense, all of you! GRIOT! Forever young! Drop the beat! I thought it was the new alarm for intruders, turns out it was your intergalactic snoring, Baba!” Kinich lands another blow while grinning along the energetic beat.
…Namor thinks he’s too soft at their daily training routine… he’s gonna train them harder this afternoon—
Soon, their little ones climb and fly onto his lap, “Baba, I’ll let you hold my Laboon so you won’t snore anymore!” His youngest baby girl, Namuri, offers him her stuffed whale doll.
“Baba, can you teach me how to snore? So I can snore with Baba too~” Shukan, Namuri’s twin and his baby boy who was the youngest of them all, always has a way with his sweet words.
“Baba loves you two the most, in chan x-ch'úupal yéetel in chan paalo’.” My baby girl and baby boy.
Namor kissed the foreheads of his youngest daughter and son happily. At least, he has these two little guardians to protect him!
“No way, iintsana zam!” My babies. Shuri joyfully held their son and daughter in her arms, teasing them and then playfully taunting him once more. “This is Baba’s exclusive trick! You can't possibly learn it!”
Then, driven provocatively to challenge Namor without fear, Shuri mocks without mercy, “Signs of old age.”
Yet her face was full of indulgence and affection. Before Namor could helplessly roll his eyes, the sweetness made his teeth ache. Before he could muster any annoyed huff, a face full of loving smiles overtook him. His eyes, filled with mischief, scanned around the children and her, unforgiving.
“Since you all are so energetic this early, let's have training sessions until midnight today, so you won't be bothered by my snoring at all,” Namor, their father declared.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO—!!!” Instantly, each child stood up, erupting endless wails as the chaos ensued, they all fled like the big bad shark was coming to eat them. While the youngest two watched their older siblings and Mama run with the biggest smile on their faces, they giggled along.
Namor managed to capture all of them, one by one, teaching them a lesson on teasing him, their Baba just like their Mama likes to. Finally, caging the oldest and boldest in his arms, Namor whispered mischievously in Shuri’s ear, causing a shivering rumble throughout her like his mighty snore.
“Since you find me old, princess, tonight, when the kids are exhausted and sleep dead, let's see whose old bones give out first.”
Shuri swallowed nervously, gripping his arm that was gradually tightening around her waist. With a mix of tension and amusement, she chuckled,
“Bring it on.”
As she was about to mock the children's self-inflicted situation, Shuri was forcefully pinned against the wall. Legs spread wide while she squirmed in his arms, her feet helplessly scratching against his hips, feeling the tip of his cock rubbing at her clit, driving her mad.
Gripping Namor’s hair, Shuri whimpered with aching want, uttering repeatedly, “I was wrong, I admit it, I shouldn’t have teased you- You've always been the bigger person, not as petty as me, Ch’ah, please— Ahh…” Her tight wetness was immediately filled by his thick, hot length, instantly captivating her as Shuri hypnotizingly rocked her hips against him, seeking pleasure from her beloved.
Namor grips her hips, not allowing her to thrust while he controls their torturing tempo and rhythm, cooing, “Do you admit your mistake, Shuri???”
“Yes, yes, yes, yes—” she moaned, continuously writhing on his cock, “The door,” her breath hitched, “the door,” they didn’t lock their doors, “the kid’s door, their door, Namor, ah—”
Namor did exactly what he promised all the time.
“I trained them until they were exhausted to death, Shuri, they won’t wake up.” He also put in extra earplugs for them, so they won’t be awoken by their father’s snoring or their mother’s moans this time.
“-No- but— what if- they get- thirs-ty and come out—for wa-ter?” Shuri thinks she’s the one who needs water right now. But soon it crosses her mind, that she was being fed by a mouthful of water by Namor, spilling onto their tangled and heated bodies, the sound of their bodies slapping makes her squeeze him harder than ever with the thought of,
“What- what if the- they saw us?!!"
Shuri buries in the crook of his neck, muffling her loud moans into his flesh as Namor thrust into her sweet spot, sending an electrifying pleasure through her spine, she wraps herself around him, feeling him gradually losing control.
“Keep moaning and they won't even dare to open their eyes.”
Shuri throws her head back in pleasure against their mural. She desperately suppressed her wanton moans, watching as his eyes were filled with the abyss of desire and yearning. She pressed her hungry lips against his, not trusting him an inch. Yet, Namor wantonly moaned into her mouth, both competing for the rest of the night.
Shuri spent the whole night coaxing her petty husband, and now her bones were nearly falling apart.
Drifting off in his arms, his voice lures her to sleep.
“Next time, remember to wake me up, shake me, nudge me, push me, kick me, smother me, kiss me, or sit on my face, Shuri, just wake me up. My snoring has kept you and the kids awake, why didn't you wake me?” Namor gently scolded. Patting and massaging her sore back, her weak and sleepy voice makes him melt.
“...Ah…? I saw you sleeping so peacefully… so soundly… I didn't… have the heart… to wake you up... I was just playing along… with the kids… teasing you... Their room has a… mute option… so they can sleep… fine... If I really wanted to sleep… I could have gone… and slept with them… I'm not stupid enough… to let your snoring… disturb me… all night… you silly… silly old man…”
Shuri drifted off to sleep peacefully, she missed the chance to see that his eyes welled up with blissed tears, eyes that were grateful, blessed and delighted to have her and their children by his side, no matter if it was roasting him or loving him, Namor takes all of them.
Retribution came swiftly for Namor.
When he realized he was woken up by nothing other than Shuri’s loud snoring, he almost burst into bubbles filled with amazement, love, teasing and it was payback time.
Shuri dodged left and right, adamantly denying that the snoring in the audio was hers.
Their children teased her relentlessly too, forcing her to grit her teeth and take refuge behind him.
In the end, their Baba played his ace card— a video featuring her peacefully asleep, followed by her loud snoring.
Shuri thinks Doom’s Day is here. No way she’s snoring too! She peeks at the video, her eyes can’t see anyone else but him.
Namor knelt silently by their bedside, by her side as he signaled the children not to wake up their mother, Shuri could even hear their giggling from the background.
Gently patting her back, he wore a doting smile as her snores echoed out loud again, his gaze filled with affection as Namor stared at her with light in his eyes.
Shuri finally admitted it.
Namor tilts his head and he looks at her with tease, he mocks without mercy, but his tone is always loving for her,
“Signs of old age.”
Shuri sighs softly, admitting her defeat by shaking her head in embarrassment, smiling and bracing the children’s teases.
“No making fun of your mother, children. Only I can do that.” Namor grinned smugly. At times like these, his father mode was the most effective, carrying the most weight and authority.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~!!!” The children cheered in unison, shouting at him with all their might,
“BIASED—!!!!!!!!!!!!”
And when he looked up at his beloved, Shuri’s eyes were full of light and love as she gazed at him and their children. Namor smiled again.
“Do I even need to say it out loud?”
The next night, as they prepared to sleep, Namor and Shuri snuggled together by the bedside watching a replay of their children's training videos. Each had their comments on areas the children needed to focus on and improve, promising to personally accompany them in the next session.
She bumps his shoulder, “If I snore after falling asleep, Namor, remember to pinch my nose.”
He shakes his head helplessly, “It's just snoring, Shuri. I can sleep through it. Yours isn't annoying by the way, it's like a lullaby… I find peace sleeping to it along with the rhythm of your breathing.” Namor reassured her as he kissed the side of her temple, smiling hopelessly in love.
“Really? Not annoying?”
“Not at all.”
“Well then,” Shuri happily nestled in his embrace. “As long as it doesn't disturb you, I'm fine with it.”
He sighs, “Rather than being annoyed or not, I don't like the signs of old age you mentioned.”
“I like it! It's a good sign!” She protested.
“...Why?” Namor asked, puzzled.
“Look, you snore, I snore. Doesn't that mean we are growing old together? It's good…” Shuri buried her face in his chest, gently explaining her theory, playing with his fingers tangled with hers, seamlessly intertwined.
“...Growing… old… together?” Namor felt like crying.
Their children have grown up, and his only remaining wish is both his greatest nightmare and longing.
Shuri’s face softened, "Yes… Growing old together..." His choked voice resonated in her heart, stirring her emotions strongly. "Let’s grow old together, shall we?" Shuri’s soft words made his heart flutter like crazy as he murmured after her words, confirming…
Leaning forward, Shuri tenderly caught Namor’s tears with her lips, holding him tightly, wanting to meld him into her very being.
Namor melts into her warm embrace, promising her,
“Alright, let's grow old together.”
Shuri smiles back as Namor does.
The pitter-patter of footsteps approaching interrupted their moment of nuzzling each other’s foreheads, and they both sighed fondly and asked in sync. “What's going on now?”
A knock on the door and they unlocked it.
“What's going on, you bunch of little snakes and panthers?”
“Mama! Baba! T’Amor and Kiri are snoring!!! Come quick!!!” Zyanya bumps into their open arms. Namor and Shuri both raise their eyebrows in amazement.
“We can’t hold back from laughing any longer!!!” Tadeas bends down entirely to not laugh out loud, supported by his sister.
“Hahahahaha, let's see if they dare to tease Mama and Baba now!!!” Taavi giggled along, tomorrow is gonna be fun too!
“What comes around goes around~!” Kinich leaned at the doorway, smirking triumphantly, “Grab your beads, Baba, Mama, we are going live.”
“Mama, Suku'un and Sisi snore too! Who said it was Baba’s eglusiv trick????” Namuri's confused little brows melt their hearts, their sweet little girl is just smart.
“Baba, Mama, Suku'un and Sisi all snored. When is it my turn?” Shukan crosses his little arms like a grumpy little old man, making them giggle like children themselves.
Namor and Shuri exchanged a smile and along with the children's excitement, left their room to witness T’Amor and Kiri’s snoring, possibly recording a video to leave evidence behind, of course, ha!
The next day, T’Amor and Kiri stayed up all night, determined to find the next snorer for their mighty revenge.
And every day thereafter.
“Ah, where are we? Oh, yes, let’s grow old together.”
She was his everything.
“Let’s grow old together, Namor.”
“Haven't we already been growing old together?" Namor nodded towards the lively chaos outside of their room, and Shuri couldn’t help but feel that today was going to be an intense headache day again.
One screamed “Wakanda Forever!!!!!” and the other screamed “¡Líik’ik Talokan!!!!!”. Then, one yelled, “I AM HERE FOR RETRIBUTION!!!!!” and the other shouted, “YOU!!!! SHALL NOT PASS!!!!”.
Shuri crashes into Namor’s trembling body, both laughing until they are out of breath.
There’s more. One encouraged, “Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!” while the other declared, “Remember Baba and Mama said no fighting in our home, but we are having a showdown right here right now!!! WHO WILL WINNNN—?!?!”
Turns out their home has already turned into a battle stage.
Lastly, two adorable voices started squealing excitedly, “Good luck, Suku'un!! Good luck, Sisi!! Kick Suku'un and Sisi’s asses!!!” And to add a sprinkle of cute innocence to the spiraling chaos, their cute babies squealed, “Go for it, Suku'un!! On your right, Sisi!! You can use Baba and Mama's eglusiv trick to deafen them!!!!”
Namor and Shuri burst into uncontrollable laughter, instantly collapsing on the ground together.
“Bastttttt, my old bones are about to crack from laughter!!!” She lay on top of him, laughing until happy tears streamed down her face.
“Blame it on our children, Shuri, I swear they are going to crack our bones one day.”
He held her as they sat up, and with a smug grin, Namor leaned in for a lingering kiss. Shuri wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him softly and proudly declaring,
“Yes, OUR CHILDREN!”
Namor and Shuri eyed each other slyly, smitten, and they smirked in unison.
Always ready to gatecrash and hit the stage together.