"You know, you shouldn't give someone who's holding an advanced weapon a mere heart attack, my king." You mumbled, watching as T'Challa held his arms open for you to engulf yourself in.
Only moments ago you thought he was going to die, standing in the middle of an enemy group before knocking them all out.
Holding back from it, he continued to walk towards you, knowing how you could always forgive him with his simple smirk. "Well, my queen," he stood in front of you, looking at your lipsーwhich happened to be curving up into a smile. "You should know that I never freeze."