YOU ARE jealous
A week ago
The seamstresses and tailors of Talokan and Wakanda gathered together to discuss what outfit they should come up with for their King and Queen to attend the Gala.
Their God-King, K'uk'ulkan passed a parchment to them smoothly, turning out everything they suggested without a blink of his eyes.
"The dress for the Queen," he said. And they obeyed, working tirelessly to make his design come true. And it was a splendid outcome when their queen put it on, their god-king was utmost satisfied and proud of them.
"What about you, K'uk'ulkan? Do you—"
"Anything that matches with my Queen will do."
"Yes, K'uk'ulkan." "They looked at their queen, and she nodded casually, busy looking around. They all bowed.
But Shuri had something on her mind while she ruffled through their parchments and hologram sketches.
"This. Keep the pants, but change the black feathers to black fur instead, like a coat? Discard the shirts, he doesn't need to wear anything underneath before he gets hot to death, that's all~" Shuri claps her hands, deciding his outfit for Namor without asking, like how he did. They looked at their god-king, and he nodded without any objections.
And Shuri knew SHE IS DOOMED the moment they tried on the clothes once they were made. Shuri smirks until her face hurts as she sees Namor's bewitched, distracted and lovestruck look. It seemed she wasn't alone, never had been.
Namor went through his usual gesture of touching foreheads with their people to thank them, but today something was different… Shuri wasn't happy about it!
After trying on the outfits, Namor kissed her sweetly before they went their separate ways to attend to the nation’s affairs. Shuri was annoyed that he didn't notice her displeasure, and by the end of the day, she had a belly full of frustration—
During their meal, Namor finally noticed Shuri's unusual behaviour. He had been distracted all day by her mouth-dropping, and drooling appearance in the dress, but now he saw that his wife was eating with a frown…
Namor immediately stood up and moved from across the table to sit beside her, pressing closely to her. He wondered if her annoyance was because he had forgotten to sit beside her today. He rubbed his ankles at hers gently…
Shuri shifted her hips to the right, and Namor could feel her tension. Oh, Chaac—
"Shuri? What's wrong?" He gently asked, mimicking moving to the right too. Shuri moved again until she was forced to the edge of her chair, and then Namor pinched her chin softly, making her turn to face him. "Don't avoid talking to me. What did I do wrong? Tell me," he said softly, using all the patience he had in his lifetime on her.
"You forgot," Shuri pouted. It was then that Namoe's pupils shook with nervousness, desperately trying to recall what he had forgotten.
Is there a special day today? Nope. Did he forget some secret meetups? Nope. Did he kiss her before leaving? Yes, he did. Did he kiss her when she woke up? Yes, he did, and they even curled up and entangled deeply in the hammock.What did he miss???????
"...I forgot… to compliment you on how stunning you look in that dress this afternoon? Breathtaking to the point where I can't breathe, can't take my eyes off you, can't focus, can't get anything done today, can't function without being distracted by your presence all day," Namor said in rapid succession, and cocks his eyebrows at her, asking, is this what I forget?????
Shuri watched him in amusement, his adorable effort to remember what he forgot and it made her smile, she then a mischievous lick of her tongue against his thumb that was rubbing on her lips. They exchanged a glance, and the next moment, they couldn't help but kiss passionately, unable to part.
The way his mouth, his lips perfectly slotted with hers. His lips were soft and warm, and Namor moaned into her mouth. They parted slightly, their mouths hovering close as they breathed heavily, feeling like every moment together was burning with desire. Shuri had her mouth slightly open, her eyes glazed, chasing his open mouth that was seducing her. He playfully dodged, and she clicked her tongue in frustration, pinching his thigh.
Only then did Namor lock their mouths together fiercely in a heated kiss, their tongues entwining without giving her a chance to catch her breath. One hand cradled her face, while the other held Shuri's teasing hand, putting onto his growing bulge, she squeezed him with a playful taunt.
"So what exactly did I forget?" Namor asked breathlessly, determined to get an answer.
Shuri smiled slyly, and gently bumped their foreheads together, "This."
Namor wracks his brain, finally identifying the blind spot. "But… I do this all the time, why are you mad today?' he asks in confusion.
"You forgot to do it to me this morning!" Shuri finally blurts out her pent-up frustration. He usually kisses her every morning, and if he leaves first, he always rests their foreheads together briefly. But he forgot today! And she forgot to pull him down too! She always does that, grabbing on his robes and not letting him leave so fast.
"...Oh... I guess I did forget today. I'm sorry," Namor chuckles, his forehead rubbing gently against hers, trying to soothe her. "Shuri, don't be mad at me, okay?"
"Fine, I forgive you, hmph. Just remember that the first kiss and forehead bump every day belongs to me from now on,' Shuri compromises. At least he knows now.
"Why did I forget to pull you down today? Why am I getting so forgetful these days???" Shuri wonders loudly.
"Yeah… I wonder… maybe you are just too tired and sore~" Namor steals glances at her midriff briefly, smiling slyly at her.
They continued to eat and, after satisfying her hunger, Shuri leaned against his shoulder, contentedly watching him eat while wearing a soft smile.
Suddenly, after he finished eating, Namor had an epiphany. He gazed at Shuri in amazement, and as time passed, the curve of his lips grew wider and wider. He lifted her off the chair and placed her firmly on his lap, holding her like a precious baby. He asked,
"Are you jealous?"
Shuri froze.
…
Her brain froze for a while, she blinked several times, and finally, under Namor's eyes squinted with euphoria and his overly bright smile and smug face, she yelled disapprovingly,
"No!"
She wasn't jealous! She was just—
This was the first time Namor had seen Shuri express jealousy since they got together, and it thrilled him! It meant she cared about him! She was even getting jealous! He hugged her tightly and teased further.
"YOU ARE jealous," he announced.
"No," she denied. Smashing her lips together, Shuri never felt jealous of anything or anyone in her life!
"You are jealous, Shuri." Namor teased.
"No," she deadpanned. She tried to strangle him by the neck, but he was smiling and laughing so recklessly, and the more Shuri looked, the more embarrassed she felt. Did she really feel jealous?????
"You are jealous, in yakunaj~" Namor kissed her on the lips longingly, Shuri pressed her lips together to protest.
"NO, I'm not-" How could she be jealous over… such a small thing?! Because he forgot to give her a forehead bump today and she got jealous?! No fucking way!!!!!
"Yes, you are jealous, Shuri. Did you feel angry after you saw I did it with the children?" Namor coos softly, trying to let her see—
"No, I did not, I was just unhappy… that's all…" Shuri admitted, she wasn't angry with their people, she was angry he forgot—
"Did you feel sad?" Namor loses his smile, whether he unintentionally made her sad or not, he never wanted to see a heartbroken Shuri anymore.
"Nope, what is there to be sad about? Nuh-uh!" Shuri snorted lightly, she was just sad he didn't notice her mood change immediately when he left—
"Did you feel frustration?" Namor holds her even more tightly, resting their heads together, nuzzling softly…
"I…" She was curled up into a ball of frustration all day, and she fumed very slightly, "It's all your fault, I can't even get anything done today because I…!!"
Shuri was dumbstruck…
"You are jealous, Shuri…" Namor gently pinched her chin to make her look at him, "Look at me, my love."
"No, I wasn't, I just don't feel right today…" Shuri held on to the last line of defense, determined not to give in. Until she saw the look on his face…
"Why do you look so miserable??? It's not like you're the jealous one—"
Shuri bites her tongue, Namor eyes her slyly, closing his eyes that spark with merriment. She slipped... "Never mind, forget it," she murmured, so embarrassed—
But then, she reached out and used her finger to draw a smile on his lips. "You look terrifying when you're not smiling... you'd scare the kids," she teased hard, making Namor smile at last.
But he was never a man who easily let things… slip.
"You are jealous, Shuri…"
Shuri opens her mouth, ready to deny till the end of time— "N—"
"...and I'm happy… to see that you are jealous, because of me… I'm happy you are jealous because of me, Shuri. "
Namor held her gently, tightly, preciously, he would give her his heart if he could.
He used to think Shuri could never love him; who could love a monster?
He thought he was delusional, that she could never love him after he had destroyed her life, and shattered her world.
He had broken her, and yet, here she was, in his arms.
"Well then…" she whispers, "Maybe you can make me jealous more often… It didn't seem like such a big deal now…" Shuri snuggled against his warm embrace resting her head on his strong shoulder, she patted softly on his hand that wrapped around her waist, she leaned up and kissed Namor's forehead and words of endless tenderness flowed in just that one kiss.
And so, they sat there, talking softly all night, sharing their love, sharing their hopes for the future— something they had both thought was impossible and had stopped longing for, until they found each other.
Back to the present
"Well, I think we should make them even more jealous."
Namor takes her hand while Shuri is lost in his eyes and spins her around, her dress swirling around her in a beautiful motion.
But no dress, not even the dress he made for her, could compare to Shuri's beauty, not even a fraction of it.
Namor watches her, his eyes full of mischief and infatuation, and he reaches out, his thumb caressing her soft lips before sealing them with his own, giving Shuri a passionate kiss.
His woman made this dull and tedious Gala party come alive with meaning.
With her by his side, he thought of attending the UN with her, facing the infuriating faces of the crowd and declaring Talokan's presence. Intimidating the surface nations sounds like a really great idea… if she let him.
Shuri beams freely against his lips, teasingly tracing her fingers over his chest, "Hey, the gala isn't over yet, so hold on a bit," she reminds him kindly.
Namor snorts with disapproval, using his own body to shield her tempting figure, pressing her closely against himself with no gap between them, she was his forever.
"You wanna go to the beach after the gala?" Shuri asks in a mischievous and secretive tone, giggling at him, setting him up for her great plan~
Namor eyes her slyly…
Their gaze… interested.
Understanding her intentions, and, of course, Namor could only comply.
In the end, they left the gala early because it was his turn to be jealous.
Namor promised her a beach date for another day, and he fulfilled his promise later on another night, cradling her in the soft black fur coat, making love to her under the moonlight.
It was on that night Shuri became pregnant, and a year later, she safely gave birth to their first set of twins.
T'Amor and Kiri.
Their happiness was beyond measure. Cradling one baby each in their arms, they embraced, their foreheads touching, tears of gratitude streaming down their faces, and tearful kisses flowed between their little growing family.
"It could've been different."
Indeed, from the moment their lives intersected, they were destined to be together.
It's not the same now;
It was fated;
It was destined.
Life had given them a second chance at life, and at love, a chance for them to love again.
They have two little babies now, proof of their love, and their love is real. It will be carried on through their children and be written timelessly.
Love truly perseveres.