You watched as the ship landed on the lawn of the Avenger's facility, anxious to see the old crew. Tony stood next to you, nudging you with a tired smile. Yeah, things had been shit lately – colossal shit. Thanos, the others that were gone, and now that everything was back to normal, as normal as it can be, you were glad to see familiar faces.
Especially one.
Peter Quill, the man that held your heart in his hand for so long. The witty banter, the enlarge laughs and the small promises you had made each other, a lifetime ago. It seemed now it was time to pay the price or move on, but as you watched Rocket, a now teenage Groot, Mantis, Drax, and Gamora descend the ship ramp, your heart wouldn't relax. Not until his boots came walking down and then there he was, in all his glory.
Peter Jason Quill, also known as the infamous Star-Lord.
He said something to Drax as he passed him, giving him a light smack on the back as he walked toward Tony and you. His moss colored eyes found yours like a magnetic and his mouth pulled into a smile, a bright one as his feet moved faster and before you could breathe a hello, you were in his arms.
"Jesus, it's good to see you," he whispered into your ear, holding you tight. "I thought I'd never see you again."
Closing your eyes, you felt his hands dip down to your waist and when you slowly pulled from him, your heart lit up. He was looking right at you, like you were his home. A hand moved up to your neck and he closed his eyes for a moment – a solidary moment until they opened and he grinned.
"I've missed you."
Placing both hands on his face, you sighed in relief and knew it was time to fulfil some of those promises.
"I missed you too, Quill."
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☆ Peter Quill ☆ Oneshots/Imagines
FanfictionI love Chris Pratt's character Star lord aka Peter Quill so I decided to give you guys some one shots and imagines. I do not own any of the marvel characters mentioned in this book.
