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Old Thing Back (1)

Erik Killmonger x Reader

Erik runs into is high school girlfriend and realizes how much love her still has for her.

Warnings: none, just some awkwardness

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There’s nothing like a morning run. Just before the humidity hits with that cool morning breeze. At 7am, the birds are chirping loudly. Their chirps bring a sense of peace around the usual LA city sounds of cars and nagging people. There are a few other morning runners but for the most part it’s still pretty quiet.

Erik missed this. He hadn’t been for his morning run since returning from Wakanda. Since the Outreach Center had opened, he’s been knee deep in work. He loved his work and being a helping hand in the very community he grew up in, but he needed some me time. His morning runs were just that.

The park near his newly built home was perfect for getting back into the swing of things. Erik sported black basketball shorts and grey compression pants underneath for flexibility. He decided against a shirt, figuring he’d want to take it off anyways. He put his AirPods in, setting a clock on his kimoyo beads and began a slow pacing jog at the entrance of the park.

Two miles in, he had worked up a small sweat that mimicked a spray of mist over his studded chest. Future’s, Life is Good, blast through his ear buds insisting him as he zoned out of reality’s obstacles and he found himself swimming deep into his own thoughts. He internally began mapping out new ideas for the Center. Creating a mental vision board that blocked his vision of the woman ahead of him who had suddenly stopped running just before him.

You had dropped one of your earbuds and halted to look for it. As your eyes searched and scanned the parks ground, a brick wall of a man nearly knocked you faced first into the cement. The only thing stopping you from meeting your bloody fate are the sweaty fingertips of the muscle man gripping your arm.

“Oh shit. I’m so sorry.” Erik held on to your arm to make sure you didn’t fall. “I was zoned out. I didn’t mean—“

You held your chest, feeling your heart beat a million beats per second. You finally looked up to see the man apologizing and the way he stared at you almost scared you more than him clashing into you. He looked like he had seen a ghost.

“Y/N?” He spoke like he was unsure.

How did this man know you? You studied his features. His smooth brown skin and plump lips. The way he rolled his lips revealed two deep dimples. Then it hit you. ERIK. STEVENS. Your mouth dropped.

“Erik…”

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. That smile sent an electric current through your chest. You couldn’t believe it, your ex—no, your first… everything was standing right here in front of you. You looked him up and down. This was not the 16 year old Erik Stevens you remembered.

“Damn girl. Of all the people I could’ve stumbled into.”

“Stumbled into?” you chuckle innocently, “More like you almost knocked me into my grave.”

“My bad. I’m really sorry about that. I was in my own head.”

The way his eyes traveled up your form made you wrap your arms around yourself. You felt like a schoolgirl when her crush noticed her for the first time. Which was weird. You once knew Erik… very well. “You’re good. I should’ve been more aware.” You looked around your feet. “I dropped an ear bud.”

“I’ll help you find it.”

Before you could protest, Erik was already searching near the edge of the grass. You joined him in the search before you stepped on it, cracking it.

“I found it.”

You pick up your now broken earbud, feeling defeated. You had only had them for three days.

“Thanks for helping me, I guess.” you say, releasing a long sigh.

There’s an awkward beat of silence between the two of you. You pretend to be looking around the park when he breaks the silence.

“So, you’ve been good? You lookin’ good.” his eyes trail over you again.

You clear your throat. “Um, yeah. Thanks. I’ve been good. Can’t complain. You?”

He nods, “Yeah. I’ve been pretty good. Just been working and shit.”

He wants to say more. You can tell. But were you really interested in what he had to say after 15 years? The awkwardness between the two of you grew thicker and thicker the more you stood there. It was suffocating.

“Well,” you begin, “It was good seeing you.”

Erik opened his mouth to say something but your movements were quick. You turned and began power walking away. You couldn’t explain the way you were feeling. You were nervous, excited, sad and maybe a little angry if you were going to be honest. It really was good to see him. Being that he really glowed up over the years. He looked good. But you couldn’t shake how awkward the air was between you two. Granite, this was the first time you had seen or talked to Erik after he embarrassed you in front of your entire group of friends, 15 years ago.

*** 15 years ago ***

You and your best friend, Kelly had created a fool proof plan. It was the end of summer and with school coming back in just a short week, an end of the summer party was happening that night and y’all had to be there. Chase, Erik’s best friend, was throwing the party. You told your mom you would be staying the weekend at Kelly’s and her sister, Chrissy would drop y’all off and pick y’all up. Everything was perfect.

Except one thing…

You hadn’t heard from your boyfriend, Erik in two days. You tried to not worry yourself about it. You knew he had tough moments in the current foster family he was with and he often needed some space. You chalked it up to that. He would definitely be at the party. He would never miss a Chase party. You’d see your man and things would be good.

When you and Kelly arrived at the party, you were met with another member of your friend group, Tony. He greeted the two of you with hugs and pushed y’all toward the kitchen. He offered to pour you some spiked juice. From the sound of the music and voices, everyone was in the backyard. Kelly flirted with Tony while you tried to peak outside of the sliding door to see if you could see Erik. You spot him wearing a purple tank and cargo shorts and make your way to walk out the door. Kelly watches as Tony rushes to you, asking if you wanted some snacks.

“Why are you acting so weird?” you asked.

Tony scoffs. “I’m not acting weird.”

“Yeah, you are.” Kelly chimed in.

“I’m just trying to make sure my favorite best friends are good. That’s all.”

Kelly links her arm around yours. “We’re good, Tony.” She leads the two of you outside into the party.

“Hey!” y’all shout over the music. Your group of friends all greet you. One by one, you do your rounds, hugging everyone until you get to Erik. He’s being standoff-ish. He holds his head down as he speaks to you.

“Sup, baby?”

“Hey.” you can’t control your smile. You reach for a hug and that’s when you see it. You see why he’s acting weird. You see why he’s trying to keep his head low. His neck is covered in deep, purple hickies. You take a step back, glaring at him.

“WHAT THE FUCK!”

Your voice booming over everyone else’s causing the group to all go silent. All eyes are on you and Erik. He doesn’t say anything but judging from his face, he knew he was in trouble.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now, Erik?”

“Y/N... “ he tried to grab your hand. You snatch it away.

“Is this why I haven’t heard from you in two days?”

“Let’s go in the house.” He reaches for your hand again.

“NO! Fuck You!” You throw your cup of juice at him and storm off.

He starts after you when Kelly stops him. “Nah. You leave her alone. I told you not to hurt my best friend. But you do it anyway. Fuck you, Erik. You ain’t shit.”

Kelly finds you standing in front of Chase’s house with face in the palm of your hands. She doesn’t say anything. She just hugs you and allows you to cry. She slowly guides to two of you to the sidewalk to begin your walk back to her house. You needed the walk to cool off. Like the amazing best friend that Kelly is, she does her digging to find the girl that painted Erik’s neck in bruises. She fills you in on everything by the end of the night.

You were heartbroken. For the last year, you had been Erik’s girlfriend. His first love and he was yours. Just months before, you had lost your virginity to him. Everyone knew of y’all relationship. Many in your friend’s group had deemed y’all ‘class couple.’ But now, all of that was ruined. You were hurt. You were embarrassed. It made sense why Tony was acting so strange.

You blocked Erik’s number and did your best to mentally plan how you would avoid him when school started next week. But when classes returned, Erik didn’t.

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