[ Biting his lower lip and raising his eyebrows, he gives her a look back of mock innocence. Hah, he heard that chuckle, Gamora, you can fool him no more. Peter knew you would enjoy it. Or he figured she would think him a silly man. Either way, it helped to relax the tension and Peter himself starts to feel less on edge. His hands have stopped shaking and he's no longer silently crying, small steps.
Somehow, he's not that all surprised when the ex-assassin immediately seems familiar with the place. Gamora has always been good at these kinds of things, with a great memory and even better instincts. So he follows her like a lovesick puppy and when she jokes, Peter's eyes light up. Had he been a real dog, his tail would be swaying from side to side.
Gamora's hair looks a deeper shade of red when it's wet, Peter has to restrain himself from reaching out and running his fingers thought he soft locks. His own hair is messy from the rain and the wind, almost the way it looks when he wakes up from sleeping, but he pays it no mind. He opens his mouth to say something about the towels, then closes it when she cuts him off, and finally, he's back to grinning. ]
I knew it! [ Leaning in, Peter pecks her on the lips, stealing a kiss and one of the towels from her hands. A moment later he's putting the fabric over her heard like a wedding veil, and starts drying her hair to the best of his ability. Enhancements or not, she could still catch a cold. Maybe? Perhaps... ] But this body is for your eyes only, so let's get into one of the rooms.
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Somehow, he's not that all surprised when the ex-assassin immediately seems familiar with the place. Gamora has always been good at these kinds of things, with a great memory and even better instincts. So he follows her like a lovesick puppy and when she jokes, Peter's eyes light up. Had he been a real dog, his tail would be swaying from side to side.
Gamora's hair looks a deeper shade of red when it's wet, Peter has to restrain himself from reaching out and running his fingers thought he soft locks. His own hair is messy from the rain and the wind, almost the way it looks when he wakes up from sleeping, but he pays it no mind. He opens his mouth to say something about the towels, then closes it when she cuts him off, and finally, he's back to grinning. ]
I knew it! [ Leaning in, Peter pecks her on the lips, stealing a kiss and one of the towels from her hands. A moment later he's putting the fabric over her heard like a wedding veil, and starts drying her hair to the best of his ability. Enhancements or not, she could still catch a cold. Maybe? Perhaps... ] But this body is for your eyes only, so let's get into one of the rooms.