I am so sorry for updating so lot! a lot of things have been happening plus i've been very lazy to write.I can't seem to write on my iPad now either cause that's where i used to write everyday and it won't let me,does anyone else have that problem?

"Alright! Now with the next mission." Peter lightly says and saves his gun into his pocket. I groan out loud but it doesn't seem to affect Peter in any way,how much energy does this man even have?

"You said that about two hours ago,Peter! We need to rest up or we'll never get the job done right."

I am telling the truth after all we've been working all day non-stop and Peter here decides to have his fun with killing a few enemies and stealing which is his specialty.

Peter scoffs and smiles as he grabs onto his weapon once more, "Stop bossing me around (Y/N) and have some fun for once."

I watch his jump out the milano and he begins to fire around the unfamiliar planet,lazily I shoot a bunch of creatures but my eyes wander to Peter's. His movements seem off and he seems to be breathing rapidly now.

I can't help but glance his torso and shoulder which are bleeding a dark red color. I knew it! No wonder he seemed a bit more off and arrogant, I walk over to him and kill a more enemies as I make my way over to him and grab onto his ear,pulling him inside the milano.

"Hey!I wasn't done fighting."

I ignore Peter and continue flying the ship till we are far from the enemies,i walk around the small room and get hold of the aid kit and Peter stares at me with a straight yet confused face, "What are you doing?". I sit down in front of him as I watch him grabbing onto his shoulder.

"You idiot..did you really think you could keep on fighting while you're injured? are you really that stupid Quill?" I find myself raising my voice even more and all Peter can do is listen. "You're the only friend i've ever had and I don't want you to hurt yourself anymore."

"I'm sorry.."

"Yeah yeah whatever take your shirt off."

Peter's eyes widen and stares at me, "What?! No!"

"I don't plan on doing anything, now man up and take it off!"

Peter slowly takes off his jacket and shirt,quickly I advert my eyes elsewhere and try my best to not stare or blush,that prick is gonna kill me someday. "Alright now hold still." I tell Peter as I begin to clean and stitch his wounds, "If I die take care of the milano for me."

I can't help but laugh a little of his exaggeration,I throw away the small towel I used to clean him up, "There." Peter opens his and gently touches his wound, "Ow..thanks (Y/N)." Peter says.

"Mhm."

I sit down on my bed and take out one of my favorite books to read till Peter comes in and stands by the door, "Have I ever told you how much I love you." I can sense that Peter is smirking to see my reaction.

"S-Stop saying those stupid things Peter."

"What? I'm telling the truth."

He makes his way over to me bed and wraps his arm around me,slowly he begins to lean down till I place my book in between our lips and smirk, "Guess your the one blushing now." I smile and push Peter down onto my bed, "Go ahead and rest up,Peter."

"I will if you stay here."

I roll my eyes and sit down again on my bed since I was preparing to fly his precious ship, "Alright then." I lay beside him and soon enough I begin to hear him snore..maybe I could get used to healing Peter's wounds more often.