I... [ I can't believe you're here. I missed you. I love you. Please, please remember me. All that and more goes through Peter's mind in a frantic rush but the words die in his throat. Watching her silently weeping is worse than anything he's ever experienced. Gamora always been the one in control of her emotions, sometimes far too much, and seeing her pain so raw and open is tearing him apart.
He's frozen in place until she reaches out, pressing his hand against her face, stealing his breath and the heat from his skin. Peter had been struggling to keep his own grief at bay but that action breaks all his self-control. Tears mingle with the rain and his gasping echoes around them when Gamora moves closer. ]
You're here, you really are here. [ Before he can draw in the air his lungs needs, he melts into her form, wrapping his arms around Gamora as they cry. If this turns out to be some sort of cruel joke from the Gods he swears on everything holy, he will burn this damned city to the ground.
His whole body is shaking, crying to release the tension of these past last days and their stolen time. Peter can't tell how long they stay like this, getting soaked by the rain, he just knows he's making a fool of himself crying like a baby but he can't stop. One of his hands brushes her hair as if Peter can't quite believe she's not part of a dream but needing to comfort her either way. There's reluctance to stop hugging her, least she disappears, but she might get sick if they stay under the rain. Peter pulls his head back slightly and squeezes Gamora's shoulders, trying to get her to look up to swipe here tears with his thumb. ]
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He's frozen in place until she reaches out, pressing his hand against her face, stealing his breath and the heat from his skin. Peter had been struggling to keep his own grief at bay but that action breaks all his self-control. Tears mingle with the rain and his gasping echoes around them when Gamora moves closer. ]
You're here, you really are here. [ Before he can draw in the air his lungs needs, he melts into her form, wrapping his arms around Gamora as they cry. If this turns out to be some sort of cruel joke from the Gods he swears on everything holy, he will burn this damned city to the ground.
His whole body is shaking, crying to release the tension of these past last days and their stolen time. Peter can't tell how long they stay like this, getting soaked by the rain, he just knows he's making a fool of himself crying like a baby but he can't stop. One of his hands brushes her hair as if Peter can't quite believe she's not part of a dream but needing to comfort her either way. There's reluctance to stop hugging her, least she disappears, but she might get sick if they stay under the rain. Peter pulls his head back slightly and squeezes Gamora's shoulders, trying to get her to look up to swipe here tears with his thumb. ]
I thought I lost you forever.