Peter Quill Imagines

Angels Cry

Thunder rumbled loudly outside as (Y/N) sat curled up in her chair reading some book from Terra she'd been given by Yondu years ago. Rarely had she'd seen it rain this hard, it reminded her of something her former partner in crime, and ex boyfriend had taught her years ago.

"When it rains, it means angels are crying."

A soft knock echoed off the walls of her silent house. (Y/N) marks her spot, setting her book down and heading towards her door. Pulling it open, she comes face to face with a man she hadn't seen in years. Peter stood there, frown etched into his face. His hand came to grab the door as she went to shut it.

"Please (Y/N), I wouldn't be bothering you if it wasn't important."

She sighed, stepping aside and motioning him inside. "I'll get you a towel. You're soaked." She mumbled, walking back towards her bathroom, leaving Peter to stand awkwardly in her living room. She reappeared a moment later, tossing a towel at him and resuming her position in her chair. "You said it was important, so spill. First, how the hell did you find me? We're no contact for a reason."

"Kraglin told me where you lived." He spoke, looking around at the interior of her apartment. It's small but the decor screams (Y/N). He recognized a set of blasters hanging on the wall, a pair Yondu had given her when they were kids. Peter's frown grew larger when he turned back to her.

"I always assumed Yondu would've told you." She chuckled softly, tucking her legs up in the chair. A soft smile graced her features. "You don't know how many times he begged me to come see you, or to at least let you come over. Guess I'll never hear the end of it now."

"(Y/N), I need to talk to you about Yondu actually." Peter said softly, as (Y/N)'s brows furrowed.

"What did the old man do now?" She spoke, her eyes meeting Peter's. He looked away and wiped at his eyes. "Peter, what happened?"

"Yondu...He... He died and I couldn't do anything. I tried and I couldn't help him." Peter started, clearing his throat. His hands shook as his gaze fell to the floor. "I came as soon as I could, I'm so sorry (Y/N)."

A loud sob bounced around the room, (Y/N) hand coming to their mouth. Peter darted over to the chair where she sat, arms instantly wrapping around her. The grieving girl slipped from the chair to the floor, curling her hands into Peter's wet jacket. His hand finds its way to her hair, stroking it gently as they both cried.

"I-I'm sorry." Peter mumbled, lips pressing to her temple. Her fist curled tighter into his jacket, knuckles turning white. "I'm so so sorry honey. I know, I know. Shh." he cooed, rubbing her back slowly.

"Don't leave me." She whispered, forehead resting against his shoulder. She sniffled, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. "Please don't go. I can't be alone."

"You don't have to be alone, you never have. Let's get your essentials, yeah? We've got room for you. You never have to be alone." Peter spoke, moving to stand and help her up. (Y/N) nods and leads him back to her room. He sits on the edge of her bed as he watches her carefully put her clothes into her bag. Glancing at her nightstand, he noticed a framed photo of him, her, and Yondu. Peter's arms are around her waist, lips pressed to her cheek and Yondu stands beside them, mid eye roll but smiling wide. She reaches over and grabs the photo, smiling down at it as she stuffs it in her bag.

"Still hung up on me after all this time." Peter teases, making (Y/N) roll her eyes. Peter stands up and rests his hand on her lower back. "I can't blame you for keeping it. I look good." He continued as she sighed.

"I love you." (Y/N) mumbled, turning around to hug him tightly. He kissed the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her. "I kept the photo because it was the only photo I had of him and I together. Just happened to also be the only photo of the guy I've had a crush on since I was a child."

"Ew, you had a crush on Yondu? I really thought you had better taste." Peter joked, earning a smack to the chest in response. He laughed and squeezed her closer to his body. "I love you too."

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AN) As of May 21, 2023, this has been rewritten and updated!