Thanks Kitty - T’Challa x Reader
“T’Challa, taste these yams!” you ordered, holding out a spoon weighed down by sweet orange mush out to the King of Wakanda. To many, he was just that - the Black Panther, King of Wakanda but to you? He was your sweet boyfriend. “Mnandi, this is not necessary. The food looks great,” He assured you. “Okay, but does it taste great though?” T’Challa sighed as you inched the spoon closer to his lips. He let the spoon enter his lips, and you watched him as he tasted its content. “Delicious,” he said decidedly, “It has a fantastic taste.”
“Mhmm - bet you’d like to taste something else,” W’Kabi murmured as he took a quick sip of his wine. T’Challa smacked him in the bad of his head as he and Okoye tried unsuccessfully to cover their laughs. You would’ve laughed too, but you had other things on your mind. “Did you two finish with the decorations?” “Would we be sitting here if we didn’t?” Okoye responded as she rubbed the ears of Chaki, T’Challa’s pet panther, “(Y/N), you must relax. This dinner is going to go off without a hitch.” “Yes,” W’Kabi agreed, “Keep panicking like this and you’ll give yourself an ulcer.” Chaki purred in agreement. “I am not panicking.” “Mhmm, sure,” W’Kabi said sarcastically. “I think what W’Kabi and Okoye mean is that you are doing so well with the preparations. What could go wrong under your supervision?” T’Challa amended. You sighed as you let him wrap his arms around you and kiss your temple. You knew he was right, but you still weren’t feeling confident enough.
It was the first dinner you were having with your family and T’Challa’s. Your mother Janet, your grandmother Michelle, your younger sister Aisha and older brother John (along with his four old babygirl Tia) were visiting you in Wakanda for the first time. They were annoyed at first, as you and T’Challa had to wed in secret due to the risk of assassination at a public wedding, but he did make the announcement a week later (after you had returned from a very steamy honeymoon). At least your family was forgiving. And you were so excited, yet so panicked. Your family visiting your husband’s family in Wakanda for the first time? Wow. Unfortunately, Bast loved to play tricks. Your chef, Mumbazi, had gotten sick on the day your family were supposed to be flying in. Luckily, you were a chef when T’Challa had met you, and old habits do die hard.
“Okay, I’ve got the Turkey - John’s favorite, I’ve got the Collard Greens - mom’s favorite, I’ve got the yams - grandma’s favorite…wait, where is the Fufu?!” “Right here,” T’Challa soothed bringing it to the dining table, “next to the Cranberry Sauce - Aisha’s favorite, I know.” “Okay. Is the hallway clean?” “Yes my queen,” one of your other helpers around the palace, M’laka, answered. “Okay, good!” You felt a lot better now. “Just in time too, your family’s here,” Ayo called. You swiftly rushed to the throne room, handing on of the other helpers your apron before they ran off to ready the rest of the food. T’Challa followed you as you fluffed your puffy afro and straightened the wrinkles in your dress.
You walked into the throne room, looking fabulous and saw your family there with big smiles on your face. T’Challa smiled as you happily hugged them and kissed them, it was nice for him to finally see you relaxed for the day. Once your reunion had finally calmed down, Tia noticed Chaki staring at her with inquisitiveness. “A kitty!” she shouted with joy running toward him with childish joy on her face. Chaki backed up with distrust and Tia stopped, now sad that the animal didn’t like her. “He’s just a bit defensive,” T’Challa assured her as he knelt down her level, “Panthers tend to run or bite when they get scared. Don’t ever run up to one if you don’t know them, okay?” Tia nodded. “Good, now make a fist like this,” T’Challa said balling up his hand. Tia did as he said. “Good, now we’re going to let him sniff it okay?” “What does he do that?” Tia asked T’Challa as Chaki’s nose lined her fingers, trying to get a sniff. “Well Panthers have a very strong sense of smell. He can tell who is who by how they smell, and who he likes.” Tia laughed as Chaki licked her fingers and purred at her touch. T’Challa laughed, “See, isn’t he sweet?” Tia nodded as the panther wrapped himself around her, his body still vibrating with purrs.
“I see Tia’s met Chaki,” John spoke walking up to T’Challa, “And good too, she’s been wanting a cat.” T’Challa smiled and the two got acquainted, “Nice to meet you, I am T’Challa, (Y/N)’s new husband.” “So this is him huh? He is as cute as you say.” “Aisha,” you chastised. Your sister had a habit of having literally no filter. “It’s alright love,” he said, shaking Aisha’s hand, “I have heard much about you too. It is a pleasure to meet all of you!” “Likewise,” Aisha said as servants came to take their luggage to their room, “And you got servants too? Damn!” “Oh lord,” your grandmother, Michelle sighed at her daughter’s language. Tia and John just giggled. You glared at your older brother, “Do not encourage her.” Being your older brother, John just continued to snicker. “Oh yeah,” Aisha said as she linked arms with your husband as you all walked into the palace, “Since we’re pretty much family now, let me all of (Y/N)’s most embarrassing stories.” “Aisha!” You snapped, glad your melaninated skin was good at hiding your blushes. “What? He’s your new boothang. He needs to know.” “Yes (Y/N),” T’Challa said with false innocence, “I need to know everything about you.” You glared at the sneaky look he slipped you. Oh you ain’t gettin’ no pussy for a goodass week, you thought.
Things were soon settled in, and now it was time for dinner.
Everyone was soon sitting down in their assigned seats and eating, joyfully laughing and talking with on another. It was pure harmony. Your mother was talking with T’Challa, who - using his charms, swiftly wore down her anger over your not-wedding. Your sister was flirting with W’Kabi, who returned it just fine. And even your grandmother was getting along with Ramonda, both of whom were chatting about their lives. Yeah, pure harmony. Your mother, however, soon caught your niece paying a little too much attention to a certain panther. “Tia, stop playin’ with Chaki and eat ya’ food,” she chastised. “Sorry grandma,” she apologized, getting couple more rubs in before she and Chaki dug back into their food.
Everyone dismissed it as a child being a child and laughed it off, going back to their food. However, things swiftly took a turn for the worst.
Aw shit, you thought catching sight of an unusually large yellowjacket swirling near one of the light, 3….2…1…and…
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Everyone was startled by Tia’s screaming. John swiftly tried to calm her down as she buried herself deep in his arms. Chaki growled at the flying insect that brought discontent and fear to his new friend. T’Challa whistled, catching his pet’s attention, “Chaki! Fetch!” The panther glared back at the bee before readying himself in his seat. Once ready, he sprung through the air, catching the bee in his paws, and narrowly missing the light before gracefully landing on all fours. He beat the insect to death, crushing it over and over with his heavy black paws, giving it one last deafening roar for good measure. Chaki slowly turned back to us. I feared the reaction my family would have, but it turns out I was worrying for nothing when they broke out in rousing cheers and applause, followed by the rest of the table.
“Yay Chaki!” Tia cheered as the panther in praise smugly sauntered back to his seat. “That is a very impressive panther you’ve got there!” Your mother noticed. “Oh he doesn’t need me,” T’CHalla spoke, connecting eyes with Chaki, “He does it all on his own.” Chaki gave a sweet grumble T’Challa’s words. “Thanks Kitty,” Tia mumbled, kissing Chaki’s nose, making everyone ‘aww’ at the sweetness. Yeah, you thought, taking a sip of your wine, Thanks Kitty.
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