Marvel Imagines

Quill | Talking To The Moon

A/n short one. Two parts. Read on.

Status: edited
Word count: 547
Warnings:-
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"Bye, Quill." You waved to Peter, smiling as you watched him walk away from you to Tony, who sat a few feet away, drinking his wine like it was a normal morning beverage.

You then proceeded to walk out of the room and into the elevator, pressing the ground floor button.

Peter Quill was a man of his word,  and he liked to stay true to it - at least, that's what you like to think. So,  when he asked you out just a few days after his ship crashed onto Earth ,  you had no problem worrying about his loyalty. You had a thing for that. Your heart had been played before and you weren't going to let that happen again.

It had been a couple of months, and in that time, you both grew closer to the point where he became your best friend, and ever since last night, partner.

"I have something to ask you, Y/N."

You paused, putting down your fork of Thai noodles and looking up to stare into his eyes.

"What?" You giggled nervously, a hint of a blush on your cheeks.

"Well," he put his hand on top of yours, "We've been dating for a few weeks, now. And I'd have to say that I could never see myself with another girl but you. I could say that it's mutual, but it would be impolite for me to assume it. So I'm asking you, would you be my girlfriend?"

You burst into a fit of giggles, he had never spoken so formally before. "Y/N? Wh- why are you laughing?"

You forced yourself to stop and you reached over the small round table to kiss him right on the lips. He jumped - stunned - but then eased into the kiss, seconds after.

You pulled away, "Yes."

That was the best night you ever had with him,  and there was no doubt about it. 

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"I'm sorry,  Y/N,  but we need to go back. "

"To space,  t-to a place where I can't even talk to you?"

It's been five months since you Peter have been together. Five, solid months without a problem. Until recently.

His ship's fully fixed, and he wants to go back.

"Y/N-"

"Can't you just tell them you want to stay? "

"It's not an option!"

"Woah,  woah,  woah. " Tony stepped in between the both of you,  stretching his arms out.  "Cool down,  the both of you."

You sighed,  putting your head in your hands.  Peter put his hands on his hips, huffing and mumbling.

"Y/N, we're the Guardians of The Galaxy. Our job is to protect space. I have to go back." He looked deep into your eyes. Hoping for a positive answer.

You ran your fingers through your hair, closing your eyes in attempt to rid the sight of your boyfriend's sad eyes and sad smile.

"I know... I know." You sighed. "I'm being stupid."

Peter reached out for you, holding you close to his chest.

"Just promise me you won't forget me." You opened your eyes just to see his goofy smile.

"I love you, Y/N." He leaned in to kiss you.

"I love you too." You mumbled into the kiss.