[This isn't really an X Reader imagine, but I saw this thing on tumblr and it was too good not to write cx]
Sam and T'challa had been out on the track field at the Avengers HQ when Steve ran by, shouting his usual "on your left" while Sam had bent down to grab his shoe, only to be stopped by T'challa.
"Man, I hate when he does that," Sam turns to T'challa with a grin. "Bruh, I will pay you to repeatedly dust Steve while saying "on your left" each time."
T'challa straightens his shirt. "Excuse me? I am the King of Wakanda and the richest man on Earth. I do not need your money."
The other sighs. "Yeah, alright."
"I'll smoke that white boy for free."
Sam lets out a whoop as T'challa stretches, rolling his neck and ankles and watches as Steve runs closer.
"As I have heard many times in the country," T'challa waits for Steve to pass by to look at Sam. "YOLO!"
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"He kept saying it."
"Uh huh."
"Every time."
"I know."
"But-But how.."
"He's Black Panther, dude."
"I know, but.."
"You look pale, Steve."
"He passed me ten times, Sam."
"I counted."
"He said "on your left" ten times, Sam."
"I heard."
"That's my thing, Sam."
"Not anymore, Cap."
"First he tries to steal my Bucky and now this?"
"..Steve don't cry."
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Marvel Imagines Part 3
FanfictionRequests are closed. I write about Marvel character, meaning ones from movies and Tv shows. •Slow Updates• Created: February 16, 2016 Finished: June 13,2016
