The Journey of a Bounty Hunter (Nebula x Male Reader)

Golden People

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A few months have passed since Y/N and the newly formed Guardians of the Galaxy put an end to Ronan's the Accuser life. Nothing much has happened during those past months. They did a few jobs and the most recent one was ordered to them by the High Priestess Ayesha of Sovereign. Apparently there was some large beast that was feeding itself on the batteries which were powering their cities.

Y/N had to admit. He was having a lot of second thoughts about doing this job, because the Sovereign were known for being egotistical beings and any person that came in contact with them had to put their words very carefully, otherwise it wouldn't end well for them, but he knew he didn't had much to say in this regard. 

He knew that the Sovereign wouldn't leave them alone if they denied this task and Ayesha found a way how to immediately convice at least one of them to take this task. Gamora's sister, Nebula was caught trying to steal the same batteries the beast was feeding on and Ayesha said that she'd hand Nebula over to Gamora if would end getting this job done.

The Guardians came to their planet shorty after, Gamora quickly managing to convice everyone to take care of this beast.

"Show time, A-holes! it will be here any minute." Quill declared, looking down at the tracker.

"Which it will be its last." Gamora stated, cocking the gun she was holding.

Quill turned to her asked with a raised brow, "I thought your thing was a sword?"

Gamora looked at him and send him a look, finding the answer quite obvious, "We've been hired to stop an inter-dimensional beast from feeding on those batteries and I'm going to stop it with a sword?" 

"It's just..." Quill said, turning away from her to look at the ground, "Swords were your thing and guns were mine, but... I guess we're both doing guns now. I just didn't know that."

"Drax." Y/N said as the said man turned to look at him. Y/N gestured towards his own Aero-Rigs and asked, "Why aren't you wearing one of Aero-Rigs?"

"It hurts." Drax answered.

"It hurts?" Y/N titled his head a bit, having no idea how it was hurting Drax, "How?"

Drax's answer was, more quiet this time, as if he didn't want anyone to hear this, "I have sensitive nipples."

Y/N opened his mouth to reply but was cut off when Rocket started laughing, mocking Drax by rubbing a spot on his Aero-Rigs, "Wa-ha-ha-ha! My nipples hurt! Oh, goodness me!"

"What about him?" Drax asked as he turned to Rocket, trying to change the subject, "What's he doing?"

Rocket pointed at the music equipment behind him, "I'm finishing this so we can listen to tunes while we work."

"How is that important?" Drax asked him, confused.

"Blame Quill." Rocket answered, pointing at Quill, "He's the one who loves music so much!"

"No, I actually agree with Drax on this." Quill agreed with Drax, "That's hardly important right now."

"Oh, ok." Rocket said as he winked at Quill, understanding it in the wrong way. He thought that Quill just said it to make everyone think that he wasn't a fan of this idea, "Sure Quill."

"No, seriously, I side with Drax." Quill assured the raccoon, wanting him to stop winking, because it was making this whole thing more awkward.

"I understand that." Rocket continued, still blinking,"Your being very serious right now."