Marvel One-Shots

Playlist- Peter Quill x Any!Reader

Information for Context: Nothing! Just some Quill fluff, you call him Peter, not to be confused with Peter Parker. If you like 80s/90s music, this is for you.

Any!Reader

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There was always an unspoken connection between you and your best friend, Peter Quill, or, as he preferred, Starlord. He would always volunteer to be your partner on missions, play the music you requested, and he would even sometimes take you to his favorite spots in space. But, that was pretty much it, a bunch of little favors and things. Sometimes, however, you couldn't help but notice the blush that would fill Quill's face when you were together.

"Hey," Quill said, walking to where you were in the common area of The Milano, "you busy?"

"Nope," you replied, popping the 'p' and putting down the game you were playing, "what's up?"

Quill sat down beside you, a little box in his hands, "Open it," he said, placing it on the table in front of you.

You took the box in your hands, carefully undoing the makeshift wrapping job. Inside was a cassette tape, labeled '(___________) mix' in black handwriting that you knew to be Quill's. You smiled and looked up to him, "Peter," you whispered, "you didn't have to."

"You're my best friend," Quill shrugged, "I wanted to."

You stood and walked over to the cassette player that was embedded in the wall of the commons, opened the tape deck, and placed the tape inside. Almost immediately, Aerosmith's 'I Don't Want To Miss A Thing' started playing throughout the ship. You excitedly turned the volume up, which in turn made both you and Quill start singing along. He stood and reach out his hand, took your own, and pulled you into him, slowly swaying with the music.

He turned down the volume of his voice, more humming along now as he guided you to the pilot's seat. Quill sat down and pat his lap, "C'mere."

With that, you settled into Quill's lap, your legs thrown over one armrest, your arms around his neck, and your head rested on his shoulder. 

"Hold on," Starlord absentmindedly mumbled, kissing your temple before driving the ship forward through the stars, "I wanna show you something,"

The cassette moved on to Freddie Mercury's upbeat singing in 'Good Old Fashioned Loverboy' right as Quill stopped The Milano in the most beautiful view of constellations that you've ever seen. You reached up to gently scratch the soft scruff that rested on Quill's cheeks and chin, something you knew he enjoyed. He sighed and contentment, and hummed along to the song. When the ship was fully put on auto-pilot, Quill wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Peter," you said, looking up from his shoulder.

"Yeah?" he looked to you, his nose brushing yours.

You took a breath, "Kiss me."

Quill smirked and tilted your chin up with two fingers, "I thought you'd never ask."

And with that, he planted a soft, barely-there kiss on your lips.

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Apologies for how short this is! These vary in length, but I hope y'all enjoy them.