Fandom- Marvel/Guardians of the Galaxy
Paring- Peter Quill x reader
Plot- Rocket and Groot rescue reader and Peter is quite smitten with her.
I sat on my bed with wide eyes staring at the door. I could hear the sounds of yelling and guns being fired all around me. Out the window I could see people running in and out of the castle and ships were being landed with guards filing out into the battle.
I bit my lip and nervously looked at the large door which had been locked to keep me ‘safe’, as my father called it. He probably was just making sure I didn’t escape during all this chaos.
Jumping up, I let out a yelp as the door was suddenly ripped from the frame.
“Somebody call for a rescue?” A rough voice said from the hall. The dust settled and I saw a small raccoon with a large thing that looked like a tree behind him.
“Finally! What took so long, try to destroy the whole castle?” I asked, grabbing my stuff and walking towards the two.
“Look, princess, we really don’t have time for your sass. We almost died rescuing you, in fact, we atew still almost dying while rescuing you. I’m Rocket, that’s Groot. Now lets go!” He yelled and I was pulled up into the ams of Groot as they ran off down the hall.
I squeaked, pulling the cool (f/c) fabric of my dress down before it could slide up too far.
“I am Groot.” The tree said.
“Uh that’s nice, I’m (Y/n).” I yelled over the noise. The guards had begun to notice the fact that the two intruders had me and were now fighting harder, knowing that if I were to get taken they would probably all get fired or even executed. The two ran through the many flights of stairs that led up to my room before finally skidding around the corner leading to the top of the grand staircase.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Rocket muttered. I pushed myself up to look and saw most of the army lined up and guarding the door with guns pointed right at us. At the front of the group stood my dad.
“I am Groot?” Groot said- er asked and Rocket just nodded.
“Release the princess and drop your weapon or we will fire.” My dad boomed.
I leaned forward, “Don’t listen to him he’s lying, he wont fire if I’m here.”
Rocket nodded vaguely and slowly went to set down his gun. The guards too began to lower their weapons thinking he was surrendering but at the last second, Rocket pulled up his weapon and yelled, “Now Groot!”
Within seconds a thick wall of branches and roots were separating is from the guards and Groot had begun to run, pushing his way through the surprised guards with Rocket facing the other way, taking down any officers that tried to get us from the back. We ran out the two large doors and into the courtyard.
“Were is your ship?” I asked Rocket who was still shooting at the guards. All I could see was the royal ships.
“Ya about that…” He said with a laugh.
We and ran around the side of a large ship and hide.
“You don’t have a ship? How did you even get here?!” I yelled.
“We have a ship, it just… Not here. We hitched a ride on one if the cargo ships, now we just need to get into another one.” He muttered more to himself as he climbed down off Groots shoulder and started tinkering with the ships door.
“Don’t mess with those you’ll start the alarm or electrocute yourself.” I yelled as I clambered out of Groots arms and joined him by the door.
“No offense princess, but I think I have a but more experience with this stuff than you.” Rocket scoffed.
I rolled my eyes, “Oh really?” I reached up and pressed my hand to the scanner causing the door to swing open once it recognized my handprint. I smirked at the glaring raccoon and walked into the ship.
“Whatever lets blow this joint.” He said as he stomped up to the controls and started the engine. I stared out the window as we began to hover and rise off the ground. I laughed loudly as I saw my angry father and once soon-to-be husband staring up at me. I flipped the two off before sauntering over to sit down.
Rocket just smirked at me and took off into space. He flew us around for a while until we were far enough away from my planet that he could pit it on autopilot.
He turned to me and crossed his arms, “So, princess. What makes you want to plan your own kidnapping?” He asked.
I just sighed angrily and slumped far the into my seat, “My father. He wanted me to marry this stupid prince from this stupid planet so the two could settle a stupid war. I refused of course and he tried to force me to anyways. He locked my in my room and only let me out for dress fittings and stupid wedding stuff like that, so I had my favorite maid, (F/n), send out a message making me sound like a damsel in distress. And you two got here just in time too, the wedding was tomorrow.”
“Nice.” Rocket laughed.
“I am Groot.” Groot said from behind us.
“Why does he keep saying that?” I asked Rocket.
“That’s all he can say. I can understand him but to you it just sounds like I and Am and Groot over and over.”
“Yep…” Rocket muttered as he typed in something to the council.
“What are you doing?”
“Calling our second ride. We don’t want to be getting tracked in this thing, do we? Ya thought so.”
The monitor beeped before projecting the face of a man with grayish skin with red markings all over it. He squinted at us before smiling and sitting back, “Behold! Our furry friend had contacted us.” He boomed.
Seconds later a girl with green skin came walking into the room. She narrowed her eyes once she saw me before turning to Rocket, “Where have you been? We wake up one morning with you and Groot gone with no note or anything? And who is that?” She yelled and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t a little scared.
“What can I say? I’m a sucker for damsels.” Rocket laughed, “Where is Quill? We need a lift.”
“What are your coordinates?” She muttered angrily.
Rocket told her before signing off. “They’re right around here so they should be here soon. In the mean time, I’m your night in shinning… Fur. Where’s my kiss?”
I scoffed, “Sorry,” I held up my hand, “But you must be at least this tall to ride.”
He laughed loudly, “I think you’ll fit right in.”
About an hour later, a ship much smaller pulled up next to us and we abandoned the royal ship for that one.
As soon as we boarded the ship, the same girl with green skin was standing there, waiting for us. “Who is this?” She growled, pointing towards me.
“I’m princess (Y/n) of Kalahar.” (Completely made up name btw)
“We rescued her, she’s cool.” Rocket said as he pushed past her and walked over to a table with Groot close behind.
The girl looked my up and down once more before holding out her hand, “Gamora.”
I smiled and shook her hand. More footsteps could be heard coming towards us and I watched as a man I hadn’t seen before climbed down the ladder. He stopped when he saw me before flashing me an award winning smile.
“Well hello there. Peter Quill, people call me Starlord and who might you be?” He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles. Gamora scoffed and stalked out of the room and back up the ladder while Rocket fake barfed.
“(Y/n)…” I said pulling my hand out of his.
“Well, (Y/n), allow me to give to the grand tour of my ship.”
I shook my head, “No thanks, I think I’ll just stick around here. I don’t plan on being here for long.”
He looked surprised that I had turned him down and I knew instantly what kind of guy he was. Love 'em and leave 'em.
“Wow, I gotta say (Y/n), I’m starting to like you more and more.” Rocket laughed.
“You’ll come around.” Peter said and he walked backwards out of the room. He was trying to look cool but failed majorly when he tripped and fell onto his butt. Rocket almost peed himself laughing but I felt kinda bad at his embarrassed face. The day carried on and I got to know the rest of the team, except for Peter who I was actively avoiding because everytime we talked he tried to make a move on me.
They had given me a room and some of Gamoras clothes to sleep in for the night, as I had not brought any with me. In my bag was mostly money and pictures and thing I wouldn’t want to live without, but no clothes.
I sat in my room dressed in pajama short with a blue t-shirt in top. The short showed off my legs which were covered in sliver marking, something that all Kalaharians had. My (h/c) hair fell down my back instead of being pulled up in the complicated bun that my mom usually kept it in. Despite my heavy eyes, my brain was filled with thoughts that prevented me from falling a sleep. All I could think about was the fact that I was supposed to be getting married tomorrow. Despite how angry I was with my parents for forcing me into that marriage, they were still my family and now I could never return to my home. I sat on my bed with these thoughts running through my mind when I heard music being quietly played.
I sat up and quietly made my way down the hall where I saw Peter sitting and watching what looked like the news. My face was projected in the corner and I knew that news of my 'kidnapping’ must be all over the galaxy by now. I walked over and sat down next to Peter causing him to jump and let out a little yelp.
“Geeze (Y/n), scared me.”
I laughed, “Sorry.”
He playfully glared at me and for a moment I thought he was going to hit on me again, but he instead turned back to the news, tapping his fingers to the beat of the music. We watched in silence before he spoke up again, “So, what made you run away?”
I sighed at the question but spoke up nonetheless, “ They didn’t like my free spirit. I want to travel but they want me to stay put, so they stuck me in an arranged marriage.”
“Ahh,” he said, nodding his head, “Ever princesses worst nightmare.”
I laughed, “You would know.”
He placed his hand over his heart, obviously offended by what I’d said, “That hurts (Y/n). That hurts right here.”
I laughed loudly, covering my mouth when I remembered that the others were sleeping.
We fell back into a comfortable silence and I quietly hummed along with the music.
“You dance, princess?” He asked and I rolled my eyes.
“I am not dancing with you, Peter.”
“Why? Cause you can’t dance or are you… Scared” he teased.
I scoffed, knowing exactly what he was doing. But dancing with Peter seemed a lot more desirable than listening to him bug me about not being able to dance untill they drop me off.
“Fine. One song.” I said and he instantly pulled me up out of my chair.
Pulling me close, he took my hand in his before placing his other one a bit too low on my waist.
“You’d better raise that hand before I break it.” I growled while I rested my arm around his neck. He just smirked but moved it anyways and we swayed to the beat.
We danced and my eyes began to close while a small smile took over my features. Ignoring my better judgment, I rested my head on Peters shoulder and he pulled me closer. I heard him sigh in contentment and one of his hand began to comb through my hair.
“What are you doing?” I laughed, the feeling causing a shiver to pass through me.
“Shhh, just relax (Y/n).” He whispered.
I rolled my eyes by laid my head back down anyways,“Do you have any idea how weird that sounds?”
He laughed, “Shut up.”
We danced for a but longer until the song came to an end and I took a step back, much to Peters discontentment. As I stepped back my (e/c) eyes clashed with his green ones and I saw him leaning in slowly. I panicked and took another step back.
“Uh ok there you go one song. Now you know I can dance. I’ll uh see you in the morning.” And with that I turned on my heel and scurried back into my temporary room.
I fell back into the bed, suddenly a lot more tired than I was before and despite the thoughts of Peter running around my brain, I fell asleep instantly.
When my eyes opened again it was because I was being shook awake by Gamora.
“We’re at Xandar. This is where you wanted to go right?” She asked while I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
I nodded and yawned, “Ya, let me get dressed and I’ll be right out.”
I slipped the dress I was wearing before and brushed out my messy hair. The thought of facing Peter after last night was unbearable. Did he tell everyone that’s we’d almost kissed? No, Gamora would’ve said something about it if he had, right?
I shook the thoughts from my head and walked out of the ship where everyone was scattered about. Peter was stood be the door and smiled when he saw me. Yes, smiled not smirked.
I hesitantly smiled back and walked over.
“Morning princess. How’d you sleep.”
And there was the smirk. “Not well,” I said, “I had this horrible nightmare that I was dancing with you.” I stuck my tongue out in disgust. “It was horrible.”
“Ya right, you didn’t seem so disgusted when you were practically asleep in my arms.”
“Oh well if I remember correctly, you were the one who tried and failed, to kiss me.”
“Will you two stop flirting, we got places to be.” Rocket cut in, “See ya (Y/n).” He said then walked past us back into the ship.
“I am Groot.” Groot said and I have him a hug.
“Thanks for saving me.”
“Hey, where’s my hug?” Rocket asked as he was pushed inside by Groot.
Gamora simply nodded at me and Drax gave me a loud, “Farewell Princess.”
“Well this is it, goodbye Peter.” I said, taking a few steps away from the ship, but he didn’t move.
“It doesn’t have to be.” He said.
“Stay with us. You can still travel and see the stars. Plus you won’t have to worry about your dad finding you.” He said as he walked towards me and placed his hands on my shoulders, “Stay with us.”
I but my lip, thinking about the invitation. He was right, if I wanted to travel this was probably my best bet. Not to mention I won’t be alone.
“Fine.” I said and Peter let out a loud yell.
“Yes! And maybe layer we can retry that kiss.”
“Ok I changed my mind I’m leaving.” I said and he grabbed my arm.
“Nope it’s happening now, you already said yes.”
“Fine but if you try anything I swear Peter.”
“Oh I would dream of it, princess.”
Hello lovelies sorry it took so long for me to get this up. I’ve been watching Guardians of the Galaxy all day cause is amazing! I hope you enjoy this, send in some requests!- Kat 😽