No other way
It was like any other day… watching their children play and goof around each other after returning from a rather important council meeting.
“We did well, atan.”
Still dressed in their royal regalia and suit, they sat casually, leaning side by side.
“Yes, yes we did.”
Namor gazes at their children… boys that look like her, and girls that look like him, he always wondered…
He turns to look at a grinning Shuri, his wife, his sun, his goddess, his everything, but—
“...It could’ve been different.”
She would’ve had a completely different life, a different destiny, but because of him, everything c—
The soft warmth of her lips and the laughter of their children pull him into her shimmering eyes, full of tease. Shuri murmurs on his lips, her eyes shining with determination.
“It could’ve been different—”
Shuri amused, as she tilts her head back at their chaotic bunch of children… and muses on the choice she made.
Staring back at Shuri, her satisfied smirk, smooth and honeyed voice remind Namor of everything— like the everyday that they spent together all these years. The peaceful and chaotic life they shared, the moment when he woke up and saw her sleepy yet beautiful face, experiencing all over again—
Heart pounding as if meeting her for the very first time.
Smitten.
Shuri speaks softly, her voice barely above a whisper, but every word carries weight, booming, filling the room with its power. Her words drown out the children’s clamor, them complaining about their “lovey-dovey” antics in front of them again. Ha, Namor couldn’t be bothered with them at all because—
Shuri never fails to make his heart stop.
“—But truth be told, I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
She takes his breath away before reigniting it with her everlasting love. And his heart will forever be drumming with longing, and beating wildly just for her, alive again.
“You’re absolutely right, atan…”
Slowly, Shuri watches as the most smug smirk blooms on Namor’s face, falling in love with her again, without ever stopping. She returns a matching smirk with a naughty eyebrow raise— like he ever could.
Shuri dares proudly proclaim that Namor could never stop loving her…
And that’s her charm, isn’t it?
Namor devoutly bows his head, pressing his forehead against hers, imprinting his vows upon her lips…
“Besides, there was no other way.”