Okay, so this is me .. retaliating a bit against the annulment which I now actually have theories about as well. I know it was a shitty get together, however they were never really given a chance because of that get together, and because they weren't used they got forgotten and then this happened. But just when I got used to it and started liking it and no. bad writers. oh well this is me rambiling, not edited.
"What will you be dressing up as tonight at Tony's?" Ororo turned to glance over her shoulder at her husband, trying to picture her ever serious husband dressed up as a cowboy, vampire or any other iconic not Black Panther uniform. "I was thinking of being a cat."
"Halloween party?" He asked with a brow raised curiously.
"Yes, a halloween party." Ororo sighed. She could have sworn she had told him about it a few weeks ago, why would she have kept it until now when this conversation would come up.
"Why do we have to attend?" He asked, turning around to glare at her slightly.
"Because we need to prove to the world our teams can still interact peacefully." Ororo rolled her eyes and turned to meet him, her mouth playing at a smirk.
"I thought our marriage proved that enough." He frowned and took a step forward, pulling his white dress shirt on, though leaving the buttons undone.
Ororo gave an awkward laugh, matching his pace to meet him in the middle of their bedchamber. "You mean our marriage that has been the talk of the tabloids of the late?"
He wrapped one of his arms around her waist and brought his other hand up to brush away her hair from her face. "We've proved them wrong.. Haven't we?"
Yes. They had proved them wrong, all the tabloids that were predicting a divorce, all the rumours of a split. After Romanda had cornered them and yelled at them for over an hour, quite insistent on saying the only problem had been communication and point blank refusing to allow Shuri to annual the marriage. The two had been able to sort out a few of their issues in the four months since the phoenix incident.
"I do not understand halloween. It is a most confusing western tradition." He said smiling down at her, knowing that if they were to talk about their separation they would both be rather depressed.
"Maybe to you," Ororo started wrapping her arms around his neck with a brow raised "However for many of hundreds of mutants it's a way to go out and not be judged."
T'Challa pushed his forehead down to her, nuzzling her neck comfortably, not quite sure how to respond to her comment.
Smirking Ororo held her husbands neck close to her, running her hands through his hair as he started to pay more and more attention to her neck.
"So a cowboy it is?"
Pausing slightly from his sudden attack of her neck he smirked and said in his husky voice "Only if you'll be my cowgirl.."