Hooked On A Feeling (Peter Quill x Black!OC)-COMPLETED

Vacation (All I Ever Wanted)

June 15-St. Charles, Missouri

"You all packed?" Peter asked you.

"Yeah. I'm just tryna figure out which swim suit to bring."

"The sexy one."

"It's not gonna do much good. We're not having sex there."

"Why not?"

"It's an Airbnb. We're not having sex in someone else's house."

"They're gonna change the sheets anyway!"

"If you're gonna talk about sex, could you at least close your door?" Riley asked as she carried her suitcase through the hallway.

You rolled your eyes and finished packing your bags. You went out into the hallway and bent down to pet the small dog.

"We'll be back soon, Lucy. You've got enough food and water to last the weekend."

"Don't throw any parties while we're gone." Peter told her.

He took the bags to the car while you and Riley helped Jason into the car.

"Alright, family." Peter said as he got into the passenger seat. "Let's get this show on the road."

"I call being the DJ!" Riley exclaimed.

"You get 1 hour of DJing." You said as you handed her the aux cord.

"Yes!"

"I'm on the roof, you're in your airplane seat. I was nose-bleeding, looking for life out there."

"Is this that Styles guy?" Peter asked her.

"Yeah!"

"Reading your horoscope, you were just doing cocaine in my kitchen, you never listen, I hope you're missing me by now." She sang along.

"Didn't he date Taylor Swift or something?"

"Oh my God! I've gotta tell you about it!"

"Here we go." Jason sighed.

"So, it all started in 2012..."

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You and Peter had switched seats about an hour ago. So, he drove while everybody else was asleep. You had dozed off for a while until you heard singing.

"And I think it's gonna be a long, long time, 'til touchdown brings me 'round again to find." He sang and tapped on the steering wheel.

"I'm not the man they think I am at home. Oh, no, no, no. I'm a rocket man. Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone." You joined in.

"Jesus! How long have you been up?"

"A few minutes."

"You just been staring at me?"

"Mhm."

"That's not creepy at all."

"I can't help it. You're just so pretty."

A sentence that usually would've been followed by a snarky comment, was now followed with a wide smile.

"You think I'm pretty?"

"What? No sarcastic reply?"

"You think I'm pretty?" He asked again.

"I think you're beautiful."

"You're beautiful."

"I love you, spaceman."

He picked up your hand and kissed it before placing his hand on your thigh.

"I love you, pretty girl."

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You helped Jason over to the house while Peter and Riley got the bags. You put in the passcode and opened the front door.

"I get first pick of the rooms!" Riley yelled.

"The downstairs room is for Grandpa, and the master is for me and your mom so..."

"Dang."

"Okay, here's our agenda." You said. "Tonight we have dinner at Dolly Parton's Stampede. Tomorrow we do Silver Dollar City. And before we leave on Sunday, we can either do the aquarium, or, the Hollywood wax museum."

"Why not both?"

"I don't know, Jason. That might be a lot for one day."

"It's our first, and probably last family vacation all together. Let's do them both."

"Alright then. Both it is."

You took the bags up to your room and got cleaned up and dressed for dinner.

Peter came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"You look beautiful."

"I'm wearing jeans and an old Spice Girls shirt."

"And you look beautiful in it."

"You're just horny."

"You know me so well."

He pressed his lips to your neck and pulled you closer.

"Baby, we gotta leave in 20 minutes."

"I only need 10."

"10 minutes?"

"Mhm."

"What are you gonna do in 10 minutes."

"Oh, you'd be surprised."

"As much as I'd love to test that theory, I have to finish getting ready."

"Baby-"

You turned to face him and softly kissed him.

"It's okay. We have all weekend. We are on vacation after all."