#!!! them

there they were sitting on the windshield ( spaceshield? ) of star-lord's ship... out in space before. looking up (   if an 'up' existed in space.   )  at all the stars.   it reminded of clark of the days when he was young out in smallville.    sitting on a car hood if a red pick up within a road buried between endless fields of corn.     up     above  ?     stars.    at the time clark had no idea where he came from was nestled within all those bright lights. that his origin was far from the all american and all earthly soil he was on. but alien.

now, hes in space.   no breather, no suit. the cold vacuum did nothing to him.    it almost seemed like he belonded here.    clark, in many ways more than one, was much like a star.    the power within him rivaled a super nova. yet,    he can't say this was home despite space's endless bounty and strife. it was earth. clark would shrug his shoulders giving star-lord a look as he waved his hand.

❝ i do- i do.      what's not to like. being here in space is so many   people's dream.    i could never take it for granted.   but,    looking at all the worlds my telescopic eyes can see...   i think even way our here i can still feel earth's gravitational pull   calling me home.  ❞    at first he sounded thoughtful and maybe somewhat soulful as he spoke. but near the end that familiar smile came back to him.

❝    what about you.    you like it here   ? ❞

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌, 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄. spending the new year together, they had plenty of noise to make the moment that the clock struck twelve. he didn't doubt that she would have plenty of explosive ready to set off the moment the time changed. though . . . before the excitement came - she waltzed over & planted a kiss right on the center of his forehead. gentle & precious, it brings a smile to his face. cupping her chin in his hands, he kisses her forehead in return. full of admiration for the young woman. he was unafraid to show his bias for someone like himself. she wouldn't judge him for his nature - she was equally as chaotic. he had plenty of affection to show for someone who was kind to him.

he wouldn't put it past her to have something else planned for the holiday; doubting that she would stop at just a forehead kiss - it was unlikely that she didn't have a handful of fireworks on the ready. / @revolutionary-jinx