The Day T'Challa Broke the Internet (WIP w/artwork by Nick Thomas)
A flash of anger shot through Ororo's body, so intense that it made her hands shake. The world could have the king and the diplomat and even the six-time Sexiest Man Alive. But this T'Challa, with his gorgeous smile and easygoing manner, was hers and hers alone. He's mine, Ororo thought as the photo blurred before her eyes. They can't have him!
A soft rumble of thunder filled the air. "I really am hormonal," Ororo said aloud. She could almost hear T'Challa teasing her - poor Turkana had gotten her temper honestly. What harm could a viral picture do? Let them see my husband for who he truly is, Ororo thought, sitting up to take deep, calming breaths. When the media was doing tearing T'Challa down - and country and his marriage and even his children - this was the man who remained. Husband and father, son and brother and uncle-to-be, smiling and unbothered with the diadem of Earth's mightest mutant over his heart.
Ororo had forgotten how beautiful T'Challa was, inside and out. Still, it wasn't until Ororo started reading the comments that she realized what was causing all the commotion. By the goddess...
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