Better Together (Shuri x Reader)
You’d had enough. Without a word, you stood and retreated from the room of partygoers. You didn’t stop walking until the door was in front of you, your hand shaking as you unturned the knob and set yourself free. The sound of quick footsteps that followed were ignored by you.
“Y/N,” a voice called, slipping outside into the humidity with you before you could close the door. It was Shuri. Really, it should have been your girlfriend, not your girlfriend’s friend, that came to check on you.
Her eyes softly regarded you. She knew you were upset, and she couldn’t blame you. Still feeling not only irritated but embarrassed, you turned forward.
“Do you want me to take you home?”
Regretfully, you had ridden with your girlfriend in her car to the house party. You wished you’d taken your car instead.
“That’s sweet, but I don’t want to take you away from them,” You said, referring to her friends that were still most likely enjoying themselves inside. Including your girlfriend.
Shuri kissed her teeth, not the least bit worried about the party. “No, come on. I’ll take you home.” Her tone of voice and the look on her face indicated this was no longer an offer but an order. You metaphorically shrugged and took your place in the passenger’s seat of one of her favorite cars: the purple Lexus LC 500.
One of your new favorite songs played as the convertible got on the road. You sang along and even danced a little in your seat. A small smile rested on Shuri’s face. She cranked the volume and drove faster.
When the song finished, Shuri noticed you were ready to talk, so she lowered the volume.
“I’m not a jealous person,” You said. “I just don’t see why she has to obsess over this girl. There’s having a crush and there’s being disrespectful.” You glanced at Shuri who looked passive.
She caught your gaze. “I’m listening.”
“I knew when I met her that she liked her, and didn’t mind. But she’s doing too much. It’s like she wants to make me jealous. Always praising and drooling over her—in front of everyone, no less.”
Shuri now looked disgusted.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with your friend,” You finished.
You had noticed that you weren’t near your house at all, though you didn’t mind. However, you were shocked to see you pull into Wakandaland.
Shuri parked the car and laughed softly at your reaction, completely focusing on you. “You forgive me, Y/N?”
You laughed. “You’re lucky I’m into rides.”
And ride you did. This outing brought out your inner child. It was nice to see Shuri having fun as well. She had shared that she was developing a new attraction to the park.
“Sssh, don’t tell anyone,” She’d told you when you were on a calmer ride that reminded you of the ferris wheel, but better. “It’s top secret.”
Your eyes widened. “That’s amazing, Shuri!”
She smiled hard, and you resisted the urge to kiss her cheek. “I know. I am a little nervous, but mostly excited.”
“Look at you, expanding your talents. You can do anything, girl. Anything you set your mind to.”
You didn’t dwell on her deep stare at the latter statement. It was enough to warm your body, though, you ignored it. You instead put your attention to your phone for the first time since you’d arrived. You sucked your teeth. “Can you believe she only called me once and didn’t even leave a voicemail or text?”
Realizing you were talking to yourself, your eyes darted around the park, seeing some families and couples, but no Shuri. As you walked around and got ready to contact her, you felt someone cover your eyes.
“Y/N Y/L/N?” If not for her poor attempt of disguising her voice, you would have screamed and jumped into action. She laughed when you swatted her, softly glaring at her.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.Does this make up for it?” She revealed a prize that she’d just won for you. Your face broke into a smile.
The night came to an end. Or so it seemed as Shuri walked you to your door. Why did you feel nervous? You typically felt relaxed around Shuri. You didn’t know if it was because she was the one who always checked on you when your girlfriend acted out of line or because you were used to your girlfriend leaving Shuri to look after you.
In this moment you felt like someone who just went on a date and liked it. You wondered if Shuri would kiss you. A part of you felt like a school girl who wanted to replay your time together. The other part didn’t want it to end.
“Well, I hope you had fun, Y/N,” She said, clasping her hands in front of her. She looked at you genuinely. Her voice gave away that she was a little nervous. Was she feeling what you were feeling?
“I had a blast,” You said with a smile, feeling comfortable again. “Thank you for taking my mind off my joke of a relationship—once again.”
Shuri’s own smile faded. “I meant it earlier when I said I don’t know why she mistreats you. She’s so into that girl from social media that she fails to see what’s in front of her, and how lucky she is.”
Your eyes glimmered. “You would make a girl lucky, too.”
“Of course! If I was a different kind of girl, I would’ve…let’s just say, I’ve been on my best behavior, especially when she makes it so easy to cheat with you.”
Shuri’s eyebrows went up and she smiled, stepping closer. “What are you saying?” You’d never seen her stare harder.
“No, I was just saying that she’s always leaving us together and you’re always cleaning up her mess, treating me the way she should be treating me…” You spoke a little too fast, your words running together. Shuri found it cute.
She licked her lips and stepped even closer, holding eye contact. “You know, I used to feel guilty for having certain thoughts about you. But we both know she doesn’t deserve you.”
Your heart could burst from all the butterflies. “What kind of—“
The loudness of a car door slamming shut interrupted you. You and Shuri whipped your heads to see your girlfriend approach your residence. You looked at Shuri whose visage turned firm.
“Were you about to kiss my girl?” Your girlfriend asked her.
You scoffed, “You have a lot of damn nerve.”
“Yeah, whatever. Unlock the door, will ya?”
You just scowled at her until you heard Shuri try to calm you with an “it’s okay.” Like magic, you felt relaxed again and opened your door. To your surprise your girlfriend didn’t follow you.
She confronted Shuri. “I think you’re taking this ‘look after Y/N’ thing a little too seriously, don’t you think?”
Shuri didn’t back down.“Then woman up and do your job.” Truthfully, she didn’t want that to happen. She wanted her to continue to screw up.
Girlfriend leaned back. “Letting that white horse, savior shit go to your head, huh?”
Shuri narrowed her eyes. “There is so much wrong with that statement, but for the sake of my time, I won’t even go there. Y/N has been putting up with your mess for too long. She’s over it, and so am I.”
“Oh, she’s over it, huh? Y/N, are you over it? Are you leaving me?” She called loudly, coming into the house.
“Do not taunt her!” Shuri said, following her.
You rolled your eyes as girlfriend tried to reach for you. “Yes, I am over it. Worry about Deleelah Joy.”
“That’s not fair, babe, she’s a celebrity—“
“You couldn’t even check on me and see if I was okay! I left your friends’ house and was gone for three hours and you only contacted me once! You do this all the time! I deserve better! The way you always leave me with Shuri, you must want me with her anyway!”
Shuri mean-mugged your girlfriend while your girlfriend frowned at your words. You refused to let her sadness affect you.
“All of this over a celebrity crush, babe?”
“Could you imagine if I always talked about Letitia Wright and bragged over how fine and smart and talented she is? How sexy she is? Always gushing over her and showing you her posts?”
“Letitia Wright…who’s Letitia Wright…oh, the one who looks like Shuri?”
Both of you looked at Shuri who was shaking her head to herself. You couldn’t help but smile and she mustered a soft smile of her own at you.
Your girlfriend noticed this connection you and Shuri seemed to share. The smile on your face was one she hadn’t seen in a while. It was rare and it was stunning. Now that she thought about it, you tended to look serious, annoyed, or tense when she was around you. You had stopped smiling at her the way you were smiling at Shuri.
“You do favor her, you know,” You mentioned, since it was brought up.
Her smile grew. “I will take that as a compliment.”
Damn, I can’t deny they look cute, Your girlfriend thought. She had some serious thinking or reflecting to do. Without a word, she took her leave. You and Shuri exchanged looks after watching her retreating frame. You heard the door close and you shrugged.
Shuri went over to you and pulled you into a hug. Sighing, you leaned into her warm embrace, engulfing her tall lithe frame.
“I think she knows we’d be better together,” Shuri said, working calm circles into your lower back and hip.
Your lips happily touched and moved together. Your bodies melded as you tasted each other’s mouthes and swallowed any sounds between you. The both of you were left a breathing mess. Shuri’s head tilted against the wall as her hands gripped your ass. You grinned to yourself at how aroused she was.
“We have to touch up our makeup, but it’s okay,” You said, laughing some. This was a big day for Shuri. She was moments away from giving an address about the new attractions to Wakandaland.
“I need you to calm me down, not heat me up,” Shuri joked.
“You’re gonna kill it, my love. Like always.”
“Do you remember when I told you about it?”
You playfully rolled your eyes. Shuri had become something of an old-timer when she would often recall sharing with you that she’d been developing something for Wakandaland and how that same day sealed your fate as a couple.
“Why you gotta hate on our history? That was an important day for us.”
You giggled at the language she chose and lifted her hand, kissing it. “I love that you find that day just as special as I do.”
