Sparks Fly|Rocket x Reader

3|Infinity Stones

I was just chilling on one of the seats near the front of the ship, looking over my pocket watch. Everyone had kind of made themselves at home almost. It was quite a long ride to get to the buyer, apparently he was quite a way away. I turned back around and glanced at Rocket.

"Whatcha doing Rocky?" I teased, getting down from the seat and walking over to him.

"Making a bomb," He didn't bother looking at me, just continued to keep fiddling with the bomb he was making.

"Why're you making bomb?" I questioned, raising one eyebrow.

"In case we need it," He shrugged and turned to face me, "What do you want anyways? A freaking hug?" He sounded a little annoyed.

"Just curious," I turned away and chuckled awkwardly, the tips of my ears going a little red. In the short time I've known him he's kind of grown on me, whether for better or worse, I can't help it. 'Yondu would be disgusted..' I sighed.

"Hey, you okay?" He waved his paw in front of my face.

"Yeah. Just thinking..." I looked out the front of the ship at the stars and emptiness that surrounded our ship.

"About what?" He looked back at his bomb as he spoke, continuing to fiddle with it.

"A new ship I might buy with my share of the units..." I lied.

When we landed in Knowhere we had to wait for a representative of the buyer to come and retrieve us. So, what better way to waste some time and whatever units we already had that to drink alcohol and gamble. Well, that's what me, Drax, Groot and Rocket planned to do anyway. I wasn't gambling, wasn't really my thing, but Rocket and Drax were. I was just sat at the bar, drinking away all by myself. My tail swayed side to side as it hung off the seat and my ears flicked every so often with the amount of noise in here. I chugged down the remaining quarter of my pint and placed it back down.

"Another please," I yelled to the bartender.

"Of course, madam," He nodded and went to go fill the glass back up to the top for me. I was surprised to have Rocket come and join me at the bar.

"I'll have some-some more of this blue s-stuff," He shouted to the bartender who nodded. He sounded drunk, more so than me. I knew I could hold my drink well, but I was started to feel a little tipsy and jolly.

A few more pints later and I was stood there listening to the music dancing. My tail was swaying along with my hips to the beat and my ears were moving behind me as my head followed the rhythm. Rocket was dancing in front of me, still holding a glass of that blue drink and laughing his ass off. Drax was still gambling and Groot had gone off to the side. I had no clue where Gamora and Peter had gotten off to. I caught Rocket watching my hips swaying, causing me to smirk and move closer to him.

"I see-see you watching m-me," I drunkenly said as a smirk played my lips.

"O-Oh yeah?" Rocket grinned back and moved closer, "So wh-what princess?" I swished my tail round and brushed it underneath his jaw, causing him to growl lowly, "Who knew a sh-shy little fox like you-you could be h-hot?" He hiccupped and put his paws around my waist, pulling my back to his chest. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled as we continued to dance.

"Who said I-I'm a shy little fo-fox?" I giggled and pulled myself away from him. I admitted to myself that I was drunk and so was he. We'd probably forget all this after we sober up later. He followed me like a lost little puppy back to the bar where we drank some more. He put his arm around my shoulder and slurred out some words to Groot now stood next to him. I smiled at the big tree and put my thumb up to him. 'What a time of my life this has been...'