Slight Alternate Universe
Erik has no idea how you did it. He is a genius just like you but he feels so dumb sometimes when he talks to you or sees your success. A forensic psychologist with the FBI and CIA, you are amazing. (And you're a war dog but Erik doesn't know that.)
Erik is absolutely in love with you.
He is surprised to see you walk into his class (he's working on his PhD in engineering and African/African-American studies) and you're holding a cup of iced coffee and a small Starbucks back. You walk over, kiss him softly as you put the items down.
"You left so early, I know you didn't make coffee or eat."
Erik smiles and kisses you again.
"Thank you babe."
"You're welcome my jaguar."
"You have work?"
"Yeah. I have a few case files to review and give my opinion about."
"Okay. Will you be home late?"
"I hope not. I'll let you know by 3."
Erik nods as you kiss him again before leaving. His professor walks in and begins class.
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Erik comes home, smelling food and he smiles. He puts his bag on the proper hook (he really loves you because you are so much neater than him) and walks to the kitchen. He blinks at seeing you standing there with your ex.
"Umm....Babe?"
You turn and smile, walking over and kissed him. He holds your waist while shooting Steve Rogers a blank look.
"Steve."
"Erik."
The two shake hands and you smile.
"Go shower and come eat."
"Okay..."
He kisses your temple before walking off.
"I best take my leave."
"Awww so soon?"
"Yes. Erik looks like he could use some of your love."
You chuckle. Steve always said you had this ability to soothe anyone's stress and he calls it "your love", even if you rolled your eyes and claimed it wasn't.
Steve hugs you before leaving, you smiling.
"He's gone?"
You roll your eyes but walk over and rub his back. You kiss his cheek.
"Of course. Come, your hungry."
"That I am."
You laugh as you two sit down to eat.
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You smile at your sleeping boyfriend. His head is on your chest, arms around your waist, and his dreads are loose. Erik is adorable when he's sleeping. You kiss his forehead before your phone rings.
Erik groans as he hugs you tighter.
"Agent Black speaking."
You listen as you run your fingers through his hair. Erik purrs as he slowly opens his eyes, and listens to your soft voice talk.
"I'll be there."
You kiss his forehead.
"Baby?"
"Do you have to?" Erik whines and you chuckle.
"Yes I do baby."
Erik pouts but sits up and lets you out of the bed. You get ready before walking over to him. Erik kisses you softly before standing, holding your waist.
"Come back home soon," he murmurs.
"I will baby."
You leave and Erik returns to bed.
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Erik doesn't hear from you for three days before a phone call scares him. It's 2 am and he answers.
"Hello?"
"Is this Erik?"
"Yes. Who is this?"
"I am afraid I have some bad news."
Erik listens before he drops his phone and lets out a sob.
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It has been two years since Erik got that phone call of your death and he tries to stay strong for you. He finished his PhD with honours and had put his cap and gown on your grave.
He finally decides to put his plan to action and goes to Wakanda. He always told you he would take you there one day.
When he steps into the throne room he stares in shock. Standing with the princess, Queen, and the King is you. You're in a black bodycon dress with a matching gold light duster coat and heels. Your hair is cut short as well.
"Raven?"
You look at Erik and gasps. You quickly move away from the group, rushing over to Erik. You remove the cuffs (ignoring the protest) and hug Erik. Erik returns it and you kiss him, holding his face, smiling as his dreads tickle your nose.
"You're alive!" He says in shock, tears in his eyes.
He buries his face in your neck, trying to stop his tears as he holds you tight, not wanting to let you go in case you disappear again.
"Zarina. You know this man?"
You turn to look at T'Challa, Erik still holding your waist.
"Yes. He was—"
"Is," Erik murmurs, kissing your neck.
"Is my boyfriend. He was who I left behind."
T'Challa nods.
"I see. Well, we must see what he wants."
"I want the throne," Erik says and you elbow him.
"Now is not the time to joke."
"I'm not joking babe," he says, eyes going hard. "I want the throne and the mantle of Black Panther."
You pull away and Erik frowns, trying to catch your hand.
"What? Why?"
"They've been living lavish and our brothers and sisters have been suffering."
"And you think War is the solution?"
Erik glares at you and you step back.
"I can't support that Erik. No matter how much I love you."
Erik growls and steps forward only for the Dora Milaje to point their spears at him.
"I am N'Jadaka, Son Of N'Jobu, Prince Of Wakanda."
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Erik orders you brought to his room. He doesn't know why but he's nervous. Maybe it's because he hasn't seen you in two years. Maybe it's because he is still hurt he thought you were dead for all these years.
You arrive and you're wearing a plain black tube dress now and sandals. You don't look at him.
"Raven..."
He walks over and lifts your face. He glances into blank black eyes. There's no emotions. Just emptiness.
"Babe," he murmurs as he hugs you. "I've missed you."
"And I You."
"Why are your eyes so blank? They're empty."
"You threw my best friend over a cliff, killed a man who was like a father to me, ran my friends out the palace and now you are about to cause war, potential ruin wakanda and cause more problems but yes, I'm filled with happiness."
Erik smiles. You're still as sassy as you were from before.
"You haven't changed."
"You have."
Erik frowns.
"I thought you were dead and here you are. You don't think I wouldn't change?"
You sigh and pull out of his embrace.
"If we are finished, I will return to my quarters."
"These are your quarters. With me. Ain't I your home? You always told me that."
You have your back to him and blink away a tear.
"You stopped being my home when you killed Zuri. You stopped being home when you threw T'Challa over the falls. You stopped being home when you had that crazed look in your eye and you couldn't even look at me. You stopped being my home, my safe space."
Erik blinks as you walk out, the door closing shut.
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Erik summons you several times but each time you refuse and the Dora Milaje or guards do not force you. Erik finally goes to you himself.
He enters your quarters and is in awe. It is spotless and neat with a colour scheme of black, gold, red, and white. He goes from what he assumes is the living room and enters the library. He continues walking and enters the study where he sees you sitting at a desk, writing as a screen is lit up before you.
He sits in the chair and you glance up before continuing to write.
"Raven."
"Dr. Badu."
He blinks.
"Dr. Badu is my name here."
"But—"
"What can I help you with your majesty?"
"Babe—"
"I am not your "babe". If anything I can be your psychologist."
Erik growls and stands, stalking around the desk and pulling you up. He pushes you against the wall and traps you with his arms. You stare him down and he growls.
"Why are you acting this way?"
You stay silent and Erik growls.
"Damnit! I mourned for you and when I finally have you back you don't want me!"
You stay quiet as Erik breaks down. He falls to his knees and presses his face into your stomach, clutching your clothes. He sobs and your heartbreaks as you run your fingers through his hair. He hugs you as you hug him back, soothing his cries.
"Come. Lay down."
He nods as he follows you, holding your hand. You lay him down in your bed, pulling the cover up. He grips your hand, looking at you with soft doe eyes.
"Stay? Please?"
You sigh and lay next to him, smiling softly as he curls around you. He cuddles you like he did before: head on your chest, arms around your waist, and holding you close.
He dozes off and you start falling asleep, holding him close.
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Erik begins working in your study, reviewing plans. You don't say anything at his plans but he wants you to. He wants your approval.
"Babe?"
"Yes?" You say, not even looking up as you review a certain file of a certain guard.
"Can I have your opinion?"
W'Kabi protest but he falls silent at the glare. He doesn't like you.
"Let me hear it."
Erik walks over and shows you the bead. You look at it and Erik kisses your cheek nuzzling your neck as you stroke his face and read the bead.
"I don't think the distribution of vibranium weapons is a good idea. What if they fall in the wrong hands?"
Erik blinks and you chuckle.
"I didn't think of that."
"I know."
Erik frowns.
"Babe...that was the main part!"
You chuckle.
"Back to the drawing board."
Erik sighs but kisses your cheek and returns to planning.
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Erik doesn't share his new plan with you and you know it was probably due to W'Kabi. You didn't care until Erik brings you with him for his grand moment.
When the plane goes down you nearly run to T'Challa at him appearing. The border tribe runs forward and T'Challa nods at you as you touch a bead on your bracelet. The choker on your neck you always wear disappears.
Your eyes turn gold and you feel your powers flow through you. A gold staff appears in your hand and you run forward, flipping over a few border tribe before hitting the floor and sending them flying back.
You fight alongside the Dora Milaje. You fight with grace, power, and a fierceness that makes Erik hard. He scolds himself (now is not the goddamn time!) and stalks towards you.
You take out a few more border tribe members with M'Baku covering your back.
"It's good to see you again Warrior Zarina!"
"You too Chief M'Baku!"
The staff is now a scythe and you are slicing men with deadly accuracy.
"Raven!"
You look at Erik.
"Raven?" M'Baku says confused.
"Babe..."
"I won't let you destroy a country I love. My home. If it means I must fight you to the end: I will."
Erik blinks before he kneels before you.
"I yield."