You knew you’d regret smart mouthing Tazerface but with a name like that who could blame you? You looked at the door they had just hauled a defeated Yondu and a cursing Rocket through. You could still hear Rocket threatening the men and promising to get you and Groot out of there.
If there were two things these men had not seen in a long time it was a talking tree and a woman. Both of which they now had caged and bound up.
“I AM GROOT!” Groot screamed, clinging onto the bars of his cage, trying to pull them apart. One of the men noticed this and flicked Groot hard in the stomach sending him flying to the other side of the cage with a small thud.
“Hey asshole!” You shouted gaining the man’s attention. “You leave him alone! Comprende?!”
The man’s laughter filled the ship. He threw Groot’s cage to the floor and made his way over to you. Your arms and legs were still bound meaning you couldnt have defend yourself again the slap you received. Groot shouted at the sight of it and tried again to break free from the cage which was now rolling on its side like a defective hamster ball.
You watched in horror as another one of the crew scooped the cage back up and let Groot out only to wrestle him into a small Ravagers uniform. Another then poured his alcohol over Groot. Groot tried his best to make his way towards you but was kicked away as soon as he got close. You could see the distress in his big brown eyes and it broke your heart.
“It’s going to be okay Groot - don’t you worry about me.” You said forcing a smile.
Since Groot had become a seedling you had become a mother figure to him. This was cermented when you and Rocket had finally gotten together, him being basically a father to Groot anyway. You were suprised that everyone had accepted your relationship, if anything they seemed extremely happy for the two of you. Peter even joked that since the two of you had become ‘official’ Rocket had become more 'bearable to be around’.
“I wouldn’t be too sure about that lady!” Shouted Tazerface. He leant over you and grabbed your hair, pulling you forward out of the chair you were sat in. You did your best to stop the fall but could only do so much with bound wrists. The only thing holding you up was Tazerface’s grip on your hair. He dragged you towards the door that lead to the air lock. You started to shout and wriggle - anything to get you away from it. You had watched helplessly as loads of Yondu’s faithful men had met their demise there. Their iced over bodies still floated on the other side of the glass and it looked as if you were going to join them. Groot continued to scream so one of the men grabbed him and threw him back in the cage before carrying him out of the room.
Tazerface forced you into the small compartment and slammed the door shut. You fell to the floor and looked up at him through the window. His finger hovered over the button that opened the main door and a creepy smile covered his disgusting face.
“You should be more careful of what you say to the new Captain of the ship!”
Rocket had always said you were a 'stubborn woman’ and that 'one day your mouth will get you killed’. You had always laughed him off but now you were starting to think he had been right all along. However, it seemed you had already gained yourself a death sentence so what was the harm in pushing a little bit further?
“You will never be a captain - especially with a name like fucking Tazerface!” You laugh despite your fear.
“I could do it you know! Send you out there with the rest of those spineless Yondu worshipping bastards!”
“Then what are you waiting for? An apology? You’re sure as shit not going to get one of those.”
“I want you to break! I want to hear you plead for your life!”
“I’ve never once pleaded for anything and I’m not going to start now.” You said keeping eye contact.
The ropes on your wrists and ankles were starting to hurt now and the patch of hair that Tazerface had lifted you by stung.
“The I will keep you in here! Keep you in here until you either beg or I get bored of you.” With that he turned and walked away, leaving you alone.
You didn’t fear much but one thing you hated was confined spaces. Only Rocket knew of your claustrophobia and always did his best to make sure you were never put in a situation where it would flare up. He wasn’t here now though, he wasn’t here to comfort you and keep you calm. You could feel your breathing begin to quicken and when one of the crews frozen bodies bumped off the glass next to you, you began to sob uncontrollably. Without a distraction you could feel the familiar weight in your chest and the feeling of the air getting thicker. You tried your best to compose yourself but the thought of being kept in here made you feel sick and you were sure the walls were closing in.
You must have been there for hours when someone finally let you out. You were shaking and had your eyes closed tightly. Your breathing was still laboured but your tears had stopped.
“It’s okay (f/n), I’m here. Come on, we need to get going.” You felt yourself relax at the familiar voice and when you felt a small warm hand stroke your cheek you finally opened your eyes.
Rocket looked from you to the air lock compartment. He noted how small the space was and felt a pang of guilt fill his body. If only he had been able to get to you sooner. He didnt want to think about how scared you must have been. He quickly chewed the ropes around your wrists and ankles and saw how raw the skin underneath them was. It was obvious that you had tried your hardest to escape them. He pulled you into a hug that you returned eagerly and strokes the back of your neck.
“Come on princess, we have a ship but we need to go quickly.” He whispers before placing a quick kiss to your temple. “I promise everything is gonna be fine.”
He moved away slightly and took your hands in his. He pulled you up gently and lead the way.
He was going to make the person that did that to you pay. No one places you in a position like that and gets away with it. He could feel his anger boiling as he reached the door of the ship. At least it was pretty roomy. He entered first and made sure to give you the seat furthest away from everyone in order for you to calm down fully.
Once they were airborne he walked over to you and simply sat on your lap. He knew you liked to hug him close when you were frightened and ,strangely, he didn’t mind being used as a teddy bear by you. Instinctively your arms wrapped around him and he buried his face in your neck. He whispered comforting words as you ran your fingers through his fur.
Yondu and Kraglin exchanged glances before returning to look at the scene in front of them. This, they did not expect.
“Well rat, I’d never have had you down as the cuddling type!” Yondu laughed, putting an end to the silence.
“Only for (f/n),” Rocket mumbled quietly. “so don’t get any ideas.”
Rocket normally would have attacked him for laughing but right now he wanted to make you feel safe. There was plenty of time for revenge later.
You fell asleep holding Rocket, the whole situation had completed worn you out. Quietly Rocket had slipped from your arms and made his way back to his own chair.
“What was wrong with her?” Yondu asked quietly. Glancing from you to Rocket.
“She don’t like no small spaces. One of your men… they had her trapped in the air lock all night. I swear, if I had of ran into him… I would have-” Rocket’s anger over the situation grew again.
“They’re all dead now rat, they got what they deserved.” Yondu flipped some controls and left the ship on auto.
“So, you and (f/n), huh?” He smirked slightly.
“…Yeah.” Rocket avoided eye contact and took to looking back over to your sleeping form. He still couldn’t quite believe it himself. “Just wish I could have done something to help her.”
“Hey, you comforted ya girl. That all you could have done. Ain’t seen none of my men being used as a cushion before… I think that shows how much you love her. As I said, those men, they’re dead now. It ain’t ever going to happen to her again.”
Rocket’s ears twitched slightly. He had never imagined he’d hear Yondu say the word 'love’ without gagging. Then again, he never thought he would use it either.
“Guess so… I just hope she doesn’t b-”
“She won’t blame you, there was nothing you could have done.” Yondu interrupted.
Rocket nodded lowering his gaze. He played with his fingers and tried to ignore the guilt still swamping his small body. He’d find a way to make it up to you, even if it meant being a living teddy bear for the rest of his days.