Yondu Imagines

It Was Only a Matter of Time

Flashing lights. Indistinct voices.

"(Y/n)? Are you coming?"

You looked over to Peter and nodded, coming out of your trance.

"Yep. I'm coming!"

Yondu had always kept a close eye on you. Recently, however, he'd yelled at you for no apparent reason. Just to let off some steam. He tried his best to ignore you - Yondu felt bad and he didn't want to admit it.

The town was quite deserted, that was until you got to the center.

There was a fist fight. They started pulling out some alien guns and that's when the first shot was fired. Not by them, by Drax.

Of course they fought back! They all pulled out their strange guns and started shooting at y'all.

Somewhere in the middle of this fight, some hobo with a knife was running around. He was mostly ignored, until he stabbed your side.

Yondu had turned around at the precise moment, and started running towards you. You'd been shooting one of the leaders from behind a barrel, and the wound came unexpectedly.

It was quite alarming, and you fell to the ground around the edge of the fight, trying not to make the situation worse. The hobo was immediately shot down with a blaster.

You tried to push yourself farther away from the scene but it made your pain worse, and you lay on the ground, feeling helpless.

"Yondu, what are you..."

"Shh, I'm trying to hide you." Yondu whispered loudly and pulled the barrel and a few others in front of the two of you.

He helped you sit up and rest your back against a barrel behind you.

"Stay here." He stood behind the barrels and started shooting.

"(Y/n), you know I didn't mean nothin' that I said to you the other night?" Yondu shouted over the commotion that was happening.

"You're seriously trying to apologize at a time like this?"

"I just thought, ya know, we might be better off..." Yondu hit a guy over the head that was right next to the barrel. "Together." He made a long range shot.

"You really think so?" You stared, smiling.

"I mean, yeah. Why not?"

You gasped as the wound in your side started to sting.

Yondu's expression grew more concerned and he knelt down next to you.

"We've got to do somethin' about..."

"Yondu!" You grabbed the blaster from his hand and shot a man that had - until recently- tried to shoot Yondu from behind.

He was shocked, and kissed you. You kissed back. It was almost out of instinct.

He pulled away, and smiled. "You're really good with your blaster, ya know that?"

"Yep." You smirked proudly.

He got up off the ground and found the Guardians, and he carried you into the ship.

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"Yondu, she's only been unconscious for 2 hours. The surgery is going to take a while." Peter stated, hoping to calm Yondu down a little bit.

"No. I want to see her. Now."

"Yondu, she's going to be fine. The surgery will make her feel better." Gamora stepped in.

"If I had kept an eye on her, it wouldn't have happened." Yondu was close to tears, which was a new sight to the team.

"Please, don't blame this on yourself." Rocket put a hand on his shoulder.

Yondu burst into tears and the team knew it would only make things worse if they tried to stop it.

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You heard their voices. Your vision eventually came into view and you saw Rocket and Drax.

"Oh my gosh, (Y/n)! You're alive!" Drax exclaimed loudly.

"Yondu has been worried sick about you!" Rocket stated.

"Really?"

"Yeah. He won't do anything."

"Can I see him?"

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"Quill, if you're tryin' to get me to do anything, I won't."

"No, it's (Y/n). She's conscious."

"What?" Yondu stood up and Peter smiled.

"Yes. She wants to...."

Yondu was already booking it down the hall, with Peter in suit.

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Louder, and louder the footsteps came down the hall.

You gasped, and held your arms wide open when Yondu stopped at the door in tears that reflected yours.

He ran into them, hugging you tight; you both cried into each other's shoulders. He quickly kissed you, and went back to crying into your shoulder.

The Guardians left the room, closing the door.

"(Y/n)," he said repeatedly, kissing your face all over, smiling. "I think this belongs to ya." He pulled out a Ravager jacket that matched his own.

You gasped, and he helped you put it on.

"Looks good on ya."

"Thanks Yondu." You smiled, putting your hand in the pockets and felt something cold. "What's this?" You pulled out a small ring.

"I thought it would be a good way to make this thing official-like." He smiled, taking it from you. "You wanna marry me?"

"Of course I do, you dork! I love you!" You giggled as he put it on your finger gently.

"I love ya, girl."

"I love you, Yondu."

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