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Everett remembers when he first met T'Challa having no idea about him. But still somehow the panther got through the Agent's heart. Everett met him in a coffee shop, where T'Challa had no idea about what to buy. As Everett was standing waiting for his coffee, someone tapped his shoulder.
Everett looked behind him and saw a tall young man there. The agents eyes grew wide after seeing him. He could feel his heartbeat rocketing looking at the handsome man infront of him and also because feeling threatened by the height of the person eventhough he was an A grade agent.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the man asked him something. Embarrassed he asked quickly turning light shade of pink "I'm sorry, what?"
His heart rocketed again when the man smiled at him and asked in a thick accent "Can you help me with the coffee, I don't know much about Starbucks?"
This caused the agent to look at the man in confusion but he still answered "Well if you are looking for something strong I would prefer Americano."
The man infront of him smiled making the agent smile with flush creeping upon his pale cheeks "Thank you, I'm T'Challa." He extended his hand towards the agent.
Everett shook his hand turning red when he realised how small his hands were to T'Challa but T'Challa was so not bothered by it, enjoying the blush from the kitten, shyly he replied " I'm Everett."
Everett pulled his hand back when his name was being called from the counter, he took his coffee and looked at T'Challa "I need to go but I guess we will meet again."
T'Challa smiled and said "Yes we will."
When Everett left the coffee shop, he found his breath again. He knew his day was going to be good as he started to walk towards the CIA building.
T'Challa kept staring at Everett, smiling until he was out of sight. He doesn't understand why but he felt the want to see the man again. He turned towards the counter ordering an Americano, deciding it as his favorite beverage from now. He smiled like an idiot when he remembered about the blush and smile Everett give him.
Everett knew it was foolish of him to think that T'Challa will show up again. After all T'Challa was so young, any woman or man would fall at his feet. Why would someone like T'Challa take interest in him, he was growing old with wrinkles creeping on his face and ofcouse the main problem being a CIA agent. But he can't help himself.
Everett found himself at shop at the same time. But what surprised him was the fact that T'Challa was already there standing infront of the counter, arms resting on them as he looked directly at the agent smiling. While the agent scolded himself for acting like a high school girl as he entered the coffee shop looking down to hide his blush.
T'Challa came early at the coffee shop and ordered two Americanos. He sighed as he waited for Everett, thinking ways to woo the man. He turned back just in time to see Everett. He smiled when the agent looked at him with his beautiful blue eyes. He felt his heart beating against his chest loudly when he saw Everett blushing infront of him, taking the prince's breath away.
Everett stood next to T'Challa breathing in, which proved to be a bad decision when he also smelled T'Challa earthy coffee scent making him feel dizzy. He breathed out and then looked at T'Challa smiling "Your early." T'Challa smiled back at him but before he could reply, two coffee's were placed infront of them. T'Challa took his as he gestured the agent to take the other.
Everett raised his eyebrows at him as he grabbed the coffee mug. "You bought coffee for me?"
"Well I knew you like Americano and we promised to meet again."
Everett chuckled and said "Thank you. Wait I will pay you for the coffee."
T'Challa raised his hand stopping him "No need of it but you can repay me by joining me for lunch?" He asked hesitantly looking at the cup instead of Everett. He thought he would be rejected but when he looked his breath hitched again on seeing Everett's blush and smile as he said "Sure, why not?"
Soon before they knew lunch turned into dinner into dating which turned into moving in together which turned eventually into Everett walking at his office with a limp, wincing at every step as his colleagues teased him with pills for sore ass.
Everett felt like he was on the top of the world, because he never knew a man like T'Challa will come in his life. Everett fell for T'Challa because of his kind, caring nature eventhough he was younger than Everett, he had this aura that made the agent feel so shy. T'Challa never forced him to do anything, was never too much controlling, even in bed he took care of Everett like he was a thin ice glass but that stayed only for 5 min before he started pounding on Everett's ass when the agent moaned the prince's name begging to go faster. But his first kiss with T'Challa was the best part because of the cliqueness of the moment.
Everett knew he was late, he was running carefully so he will not trip, holding his transparent umbrella in one hand and bag on other. He stopped infront of the coffee shop and saw it closed, he sighed disappointed thinking T'Challa must've already left but then he felt someone's arm rap around his waist. He gritted his teeth turning, ready to teach the person a lesson.
He stopped when he saw, it was T'Challa, but his head was soaked because of the rain so were the shoulders of his clothes. He grinned at the awed agent and said "I thought you wouldn't come."
Everett's heart melted, he couldn't believe that T'Challa stood in the rain waiting just for him. Before he could stop himself he grabbed T'Challa's collar closing the distance between them. It was just a chaste kiss but it was full of every emotion they felt towards each other. He could feel T'Challa's other arm also rap around his waist as Everett gripped his shoulder with his other hand ignoring the wet spot. When they let go Everett was looking down panting, his cheeks heated creating the pink flush that T'Challa loved so much.
T'Challa raised his hand gripping Everett's chin making the agent look at him. T'Challa looked at Everett's eyes, which were blown only showing a ring of greyish blue. He smiled making Everett smile back as they dove for another one but this was hot and passionate. Everett gripped on T'Challa's shoulder as their lips met again feeling the fabric tighten beneath his fingers. He moaned when T'Challa's tongue entered his mouth, butterflies forming in his stomach. He gasped when he felt T'Challa's tight grip on his waist, Everett wished or more like prayed God that T'Challa'a fingers leave a mark on his waist. They panted, white foam forming in the chilly rain as they parted but kept close, smiling like idiots in love.
TBC