The gentle circles are already doing a lot to help her relax. If not for this conversation Gamora thinks she could fall asleep by now. Setting Peter straight is a priority.
She shakes her head gently at the statement. Gamora can't actually think of a more reasonable fear to have in their situation. She's not surprised he can't see it given everything he's been through. "It's not stupid, Peter. We faced a foe who could manipulate reality with a thought. You're allowed to be scared." She certainly is. The alternative is too cruel so she trusts what she sees and feels right now.
With her so close and reminding him she's real and safe it's very hard for Peter to stay awake as well, he has to blink a few times to keep his eyes open. The caresses to Gamora's hip might slower a little, but they don't stop, he can watch after her if she wants to rest.
Any other day he would deny being scared but it feels absurd. She has already seen him at his worst and she still stayed. Her words are comforting in a way he can't put into words. Peter rubs his cheek against her like a happy cat and then looks up
"You could try slapping me, see if that wakes me up." He smiles before Gamora can have any idea. He's only joking.
She smiles in amusement which should really be his first warning that she's going to pretend not to know this is a joke. After that, Gamora lightly tugs at his hair. "Feel awake?" She teases. She can do it again. :)
Ah but that smile is worth all the pain. Besides, Peter likes to have his hair yanked under the right circumstances. Not like any of them have the energy for that tonight.
"Ouch." He says, clearly unaffected and smiling like a content cat. "A little bit. What about you?"
He won't pull at her hair but he's going to bury his face on Gamora's stomach and blow a raspberry.
She makes the most indelicate squeaking noise at that. Gamora will now deny making it for the rest of her life. "Peter!" She ruffles his hair in a weak attempt at revenge before giving up. She laughs instead. "Fine, I'm awake."
Don't mind the way Peter's shoulders are shaking, Gamora. Is not that he's laughing at you for that sound, must be your imagination. He looks up when she calls his name, looking happier than he's been in a long time.
"Good, we don't have to worry any more then." Shifting in bed, he moves up so they're at the same eye level next to each other and wraps an arm around her again. Peter nuzzles Gamora behind the ear and then kisses her cheek. "But maybe some rest will do us good."
He is absolutely laughing at her. She is going to keep glaring at him!!! Until about the time he kisses her cheek at least. As usual Gamora lets him get away with murder compared to everyone else. "Don't think I'll forget you having fun at my expense." She warns before kissing the tip of his nose and settling back against him. She may as well get some sleep too. It's not like they don't have an early warning system in the form of Drax, Rocket, and Groot shouting at things.
He is and she can glare to her heart content, Peter is doing his best to ignore that and not smirk further. Gamora's cute when she's pouty.
"You can make me pay in the morning if I've been a bad boy."
There's some level fo flirt in his tone because Peter can't help himself but it's light and warm. He scrunches up his nose rather cutesy after the kiss, almost sure that his face is going to break in half from how much he's smiling.
He lets out a sigh and closes his eyes, still snuggling up to her. Rocket and the other Guardians would come crashing into the room is something is amiss, that much they're both sure, so they can relax for the rest of the night.
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She shakes her head gently at the statement. Gamora can't actually think of a more reasonable fear to have in their situation. She's not surprised he can't see it given everything he's been through. "It's not stupid, Peter. We faced a foe who could manipulate reality with a thought. You're allowed to be scared." She certainly is. The alternative is too cruel so she trusts what she sees and feels right now.
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Any other day he would deny being scared but it feels absurd. She has already seen him at his worst and she still stayed. Her words are comforting in a way he can't put into words. Peter rubs his cheek against her like a happy cat and then looks up
"You could try slapping me, see if that wakes me up." He smiles before Gamora can have any idea. He's only joking.
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"Ouch." He says, clearly unaffected and smiling like a content cat. "A little bit. What about you?"
He won't pull at her hair but he's going to bury his face on Gamora's stomach and blow a raspberry.
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"Good, we don't have to worry any more then." Shifting in bed, he moves up so they're at the same eye level next to each other and wraps an arm around her again. Peter nuzzles Gamora behind the ear and then kisses her cheek. "But maybe some rest will do us good."
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"Goodnight, Peter."
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"You can make me pay in the morning if I've been a bad boy."
There's some level fo flirt in his tone because Peter can't help himself but it's light and warm. He scrunches up his nose rather cutesy after the kiss, almost sure that his face is going to break in half from how much he's smiling.
He lets out a sigh and closes his eyes, still snuggling up to her. Rocket and the other Guardians would come crashing into the room is something is amiss, that much they're both sure, so they can relax for the rest of the night.
"...'night, love."