Who are you?
Are you sure you can carry that" Shuri looks at him in a agreeing way
"Dont worry i am strong" she wobbly sprints to the nearest surface. T'challa laughs mockingly
"OH MY GOD" shuri yells before Namor come to help shuri look at him with innocent eyes confused as to who he is and where he came from before there was no-one walking in the paths.
"Thank you" she tries to get out of his grasp but dam his hands grip. She gives a look to let go of her hand but hes just so busy admiring her he grips her shoulders even harder.
She looks back to T'Challa whos busy talking to Nakia on the phone, She sighs
"Can you please let go?" Facing towards namor.
He grip is even harder now
"OUCH" she shouts in pain
"SHURI WHATS WRONG" T'Challa runs and grabs the bat he found in a near box
Which almost hits shuri but namor grabs her neck and pulls them both down
"OH SHIT SORRY" T'challa yells
Shuri tries to get out of his grasp but its so tight he has her facing towards him and he looks like he will eat her.
"Sir, could you pleas let go" shuri yelps for T'Challa's help
She looks like she will cry with the grasp he has on her
I will let her go only this once. He thinks and he does let go
"Thank you" as she messages her neck
"Would you like some help?" Namor wuestions knowing infact they would like help. Before T'Challa even answer he grabs the boxes and tells his friends to also start helping.
"Dam that bastard just becasue Nakia's Passport was expired he didnt let her go!" He says annoyed
"Dont worry ill make a plane where you both can vsit anywhere without a passport" she says jokingly
"YES" he yells and begs her to make one
"Thats a illegal!!" She was only joking.
She sees how much t'challa loves nakia. She wishes she also had a love life but 'laboratory of love story'
But oh does she know she doesnt have a choice with who bast has paired her with.
T'challa feels a tap on his hand and Namor take the advanatage to sit in between them
"I never got to know you name-" he notices the bruises his grip caused her
"Im sorry" he doesnt look sorry he rather looks impressed at what hes done.
"Its okay" she responds her voice is shaky as if shes afraid of him. Which he does not like one bit.
"Well you both talk i will be gone" Namor feels relieved now that they are alone
Its silent the first 10 minutes and shuri tries to leave but his hand moved to her wrist and eventually her waist. Hes not letting her leave.
"Could you please not-" she tries to rasp out but his grip tightens
"Im Namor, whats your name"
"You heard my name though-" he keeps cutting her off she wants to say but for off shes affraid because they are alone.
"What are your interests?" He wants to know her how astonishing
"Well i love science, technology, and anything honestly. What about you"
"You" he looks her in the eyes and his hand reached out for her cheek she resists but he pulls her closer. She doesnt know what to do so she shuts her eyes. ITS HER FIRST KISS AND SHE DOESNT WANT TO WASTE IT ON HIM. She bolts back and punches namor, he lets go
His face shows not one ounce of pain.
'Vibranium works on everything why is it he didnt hit the wall?' She thinks. Shes confused for the first time. Vibraninum is the dtrongest metal in the world why is it he's not affected the question has her confused as ever.
"My apologies for not informing you i have shown interest in you, this time i may have shown mercy but next time will not be it keep that in mind" he moves closer she thinks hes gonna whisper somthing and he signals her to come closer which she leans in
But he kisses her cheek. Shes in pure shock the audacity of this man.
"Later, Itzia"
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"I miss you Child" and so does Shuri miss Wakanda, Ramonda yells Shuri could tell she was crying but she knee better that her child will be moving soemday.
"Mother it would be lovely to have oyy here but you are busy with duties which i totally understand" she hopes her brother will be better as a king than a brother!
"In 2 days you will be heading to your new highschools hope you are excited as ever" Ramonda says with excitement wiping her tears
"Mother school? You have such a smart daughter and you wanna send her to school somone as smart as me that gets grades higher than the scale rate should be going to Harvard University! Im not too sure about T'Challa though" She jokes
"You're not funny shuri!" He warns her in another room! Oh well hes leaving tonight anyway
"You guys are 17 now quit insulting eachother! T'challa youll be off backhome soon spend time with her! Family time whatever you call it" Ramonda says
"Bye mom T'Challa will be seeing you soon!" She ends the call
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4 hours prior after T'Challa's leave shes sitting in her bed talking to her mother about T'challa being safely back in wakanda the call soons ends. She see's Namors Figure.
"Well hello, look who it is, MY itzia"
"Griot translate that"
"Princess it is a Yuctac Mayan word translating to princess itself"
"Who's griot?" He ask's in a serious tone she swears his voice depeepend.
That really did spook her a little
"Its my Ai..."
"Is he somesort of other land boyfriend?" He's curious if his Itzia is taken by any other, which he will make sure will be his.
"My personal life is not of your concerns" she rasps out in fear.
"I will not be ignorant on who you know," Namor continues softly. "Specially if its a man, that is in your lane of interests."
She certainly felt more confused than before. Since when was her concerns anything related to his why was HE here? how did HE get here? when she locked all the doors to avoid any intruders. Shuri had felt her spirits lift. She had been aware of T'Challa putting protection around the house. It didn't make any sense as to why he wasnt affected.
Every moment hadn't been devoted to her projects, instead, time had been taken to check safety measures and take care of anyone tracing her location or the house. Reading over the protection precautions and fun had made her feel safe and entertained
"Though I worry once You do find interests in these men , that you will put an end to their life and give your first to me, willingly or unwillingly"
"My personal life is none of your conerns nor will i do anything hectic as to give my first to you! I mean who knows one of these men have probabaly already taken my first" she says. Trying to look brave and scary but her innocent face covers up all the bravery and fearsomenss.
'How can someone be so adorable, itzia you are truly truly a goddess' he thinks
Namor moves swiftly as she tries to push him away towards the door, he moves forwards using his body to block her against the wall. His hand grabs her waist while his other grabs her cheek making her face towards she fights him not verbally.
'Reluctant how cute' he thinks
"Quit boxing me in! What are you 5?" Shuri snaps. Looking up at him
"Then cease telling me what is and is not my concern," Namor looks down at her, the cool air rustling his hair. "I can assure you, that you are very much a concern of mine."
"Who are you we met at like 7 today you like the most randomest scariest person i've come across. how are you gonna break into my house and tell me to cease telling you about what is and what isnt a concern regarding me!" Shuri demands.
"Your not foolish i told you i see interest in you i told you that the next time i will not let you go" Namor's voice has lowered to a dark whisper. There is a flicker of something frightening in his eyes, that reminds Shuri of his other monstrous form. "Sometimes, ignorance can be bliss."
"I dont even know you. will you leave!" she scared she wishes T'Challa was here.
"No, i will not repeat what i said" His hand slips around her waist, hauling her against his body. Shuri steadies herself with her hands resting on his chest. "Close your eyes."
"Do you think that I was born yesterday? Absolutely not."
"You are not scared of me, are you, Itzia?" His smile reminds her of a grinning wolf.
"Close your eyes" his grip is tighter like the morning coincidence.
And she is afraid of him, and he knows that she is. She would be an idiot not to be. This man has somehow entered house without damaging the protection around it, has grip like vibranium i mean if it was a person then it would be him. A beast lies coiled inside him, powerful enough to topple mountains. Shuri knows the bruises his hands can leave she can still feel the seering pain on her neck. Understands the cunning he is capable of. A force that never should have been reckoned with. Of course, she is scared.
There is a dangerous look in his eyes, one that promises he can scare her further still if she is not careful.
Shuri falls unconscious.
And namor is quick enough to grab her by the waist and flys them towards the bedroom
"How are you flying?" Shuri tries to murmur but it comes out weirdly
"Close your eyes"
He leans forward and hisses against her ear, "I dare you."
Shuri glowers at him
Shes too woozy to understand whats going on and falls unconscious.
Then Namor's lips are upon hers in a bruising kiss, which wipes her into consciousness.
"Do i have that much of an impact on you, Itzia?" His hand lowers down to her koochie
His other hand forcing hers to rest on his against the bed.
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“What are you doing here?” Shuri asked sleepily, trying to squirm out of his grasp, “I was just in the kitchen last night- “ Namor silenced her with a kiss catching her off gaurd, and he released one arm, moving his hand to grasp her head. The other moved towards her back and pressed it towards himself holding her close as he kissed her. She tried to get out of his grasp
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING" she was shocked why was he in her bed? She got out of the bed, she looke dat herself releifed her clothes were still in tact
“Itzia" he said, getting up and pulling her onto the bed again, "Why is you are have been questioning me ever since we met" the light from the light lamps around the room, she could see his dilated pupils.
“Your actions are questionable thats why” she spat, trying to get free from his grasp.
“Well, ceese that too”
“Let me go,” she said, and when he only tilted his head as if to challenge her, “Let go of my body.” He released her, and she got up from the bed
“What now?” he asked, looking smug as he laid back.
“Get out of my house right now!” she snarled, she backed away in fear, though she knew that she didn’t have an advantage to even leave the room itself, but she ran towards the door only for her head to hit his Broad chest
“Don’t leave me, itzia,” Namor warned, “If you leave, you’ll make it worse for yourself later.” He warned
The smirk that cut the cold corner of his mouth could only be described as predatory, the smile of a hunter who knows their prey has made a grave mistake.
"What do you want?"
"You"
The instinct to run rose in Shuri, screaming at her to back down, to flee from this man. A sensation Shuri could not quite place spread in her belly and twisted tight.
Shuri tries to outsmart him and run left towards the door, but namor is faster he grabs her free wrist in a punishingly tight grip.
Both of her wrists secured in one hand, he lifts her and tightens his grip further when she tries to kick and squirm away as he carries her in top of his shoulder Winching, she swifts desperately, ignoring the pain from her groaning wrists.
"B-ast quit with the gripping its like iron" she winces in pain
The grip of Namors hands are trully strong her neck still hurts from yesterday
Namor could see the bruise still blossoming on her neck from yesterday where he was trying to protect her rather admiring her. His eyes traveled lower of their own accord, over the curve of her waist. She smelled like him from the when they lay together yesterda. The huge mellons of her breasts he could feel them in his shoulders, he smilled.
“ Put me down!” she demanaded. He was truly getting of he last nerve. trying and failing once again to wiggle free. They were so different Namor was admiring her and Shuri was getting Irritated and tired,
"Calm down, itzia,"
Namors joke was doing nothing "its so easy to rile you up" doing nothing to ease the heat of their bodies.
“Laugh” he commanded.
“You're not even funny” Shuri hissed, frustrated. After an hour of trying to wiggle off of him. she’d let three words spoken from his infuriating mouth make her drop her guard.
She’d felt some fear the entire night from him she frlt more afraid now. She was carefull not to let him get within grabbing distance after he put her down, knowing all too well from the last time that being grabbed meant a one-way ticket to anything possible whatever this delusional man thinks is gonna happen and a bad hoghschool life.
“ Stubborn woman,” he said, sounding strangely disappointed.
“ Wha—“
Quicker than she could react, Namor had her off the ground, cradled like a sack of potatoes he lifted her and spun. Realization of what he intended to do hit Shuri seconds too late. She opened her mouth to protest, to scream, but she was already in the air, shocked and surprised as to how a man could fly, in minutes she could see the ocean a black spectacle below her.
Namor held her tight in his embrace.
'Shes afraid of heights?' He thought to himself
Cradeled in his arms shes grasps tight onto his chest in fear of being dropped.
she raised her forhead to questions why hes flying and how hes flying shouting in the air when he swiftly moved to make her grasp tighter
It was cute. He's playing with her his arms supporting her, yet her grasp still remains tight as she fears height.
He grabbed her around the waist, heaving her up and against his chest, signaling her shes safe in his arms.
“Stop, im actually scared of height you bastard!,"she coughed.
He shrugged. “Im sorry but its just so fun to rile you up, Itzia" he laughs
“ Bast!” She shouted, slapping his chest. “ Stop. Calling. Me. That.” She emphasized each word with a slap, making each hit harder than the last.
He ignored her protests as he pulled her closer, crowding her space again. So close she could feel the heat radiating off his skin. Gritting her teeth, she resisted the urge to move closer, press herself against the solidity of muscle, the smoothness of skin. Shuri didn’t have to look at his face to know he was amused at her expense. she didn’t find it funny.
“ Bast take you,” Shuri grumbled, glowering at the black water surrounding them.
How far away from my house are we? She couldn’t see the shore but could spot the lights glimmering in the distance. She cursed. This was the very thing she wanted to avoid; now, instead of peace, she had this infurist man whom she met yesterday infront of her not knowing how far she was away from her house.
“ You are very adorable,” he said softly. His eyes were impossibly soft as his glance met her glare. “With the innocence in your eyes how did the world deserve such a person, Shuri.” Shuri’s breath hitched; she wasn’t sure being called by her name was any better coming from his mouth.
They were in his territory now; she would have no hope of winning. Instead, she balled her long fingers into fists at his shoulders and tried desperately to focus on something other than his body pressed against hers or the impossible heat he was giving off.
“Take me back home namor, its cold its freezing and i do not like it here, Namor.” She pleaded .
Namor’s eyes darkened, anger flashing in its depths, his jaw working.
“We will not be returning until we are married, Shuri.”
She lifted her chin, steeling her resolve.
“ what-? Who said im marrying you? And why should i? Just because im afraid does not mean i will marry you-" she stopped mid sentence
“ afraid?.”
he grins
“ Nothing, I am not marrying you,” Shuri said, feeling uneasy about this unwilling marriage
“ You test my patience, Shuri,” he said, a declaration, not a warning. Shuri leaned closer despite herself, testing him further.
She could sense he wanted to grab her, hold her close enough that she could taste his fury at her rejection. She was quite scared
“Take me back,” she demanded instead.
“ Who said we're returning like this?,” he said. “ marry me and I will take you back.”
“I will marry you,” she said.“ When you marry.” A truce, back where they’d started. Giving, only to take.
“ A stalemate?”
“ I have no intention being your wife i am better off wanting to become a concubine and left to her own matters rather than carryng a heir to such”
“ You wish to marry me,” he said, “But not carry my heirs?”
Shuri realized how ridiculous that sounded it sounded.
“I demand it,” she said.
His silence was almost tangible between them as he considered her with his heated gaze. It scared her, the thought of what he would even do once they were married which would never happen.
Acording to her.
“Do not command the Feathered Serpent God,” he said.
“What do you think this is a fantasy love story, ? And who is this Fetaher Serpent god?" she sounded braver than ever. She was proud of herself how heroic.
A tug at her hair, sharp and insistent, brought her back to the moment. Namor held one of her dripping curls between two fingers.
The skin of his eyes creased as he met her gaze.
“Oh itzia, my betrothed”
“Take me back"
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They sat in the kitchen table as if they known each other long enough to have him over.
Namor was going to make sure they knew each other from outside and the inside as well.
Shuri was quiet eating the soup she had left over in the fridge, and Namor was staring at her.
Namor moved her chair towards him, she could do nothing but let it happen.
When they were back at her home
Stubbornly, he’d refused to leave her once he’d taken her back to home, and refused to answer any questions. He’d given in to Shuri's demands in one night. she just sat there eating her soup looking at him gesturing if he wanted some and he ate from the spoon shuri had been eating from.