#galazy

You and Peter sat together in the Milano, listening to some of his music. Peter danced around the ship, making goofy expression and lip syncing along to the song.

"I can't stop this feeling... deep inside of me," you sand loudly, grinning from ear to ear.

"Girl, you just don't realize what you do to me," Peter sang the next verse. He was smiling as well. He close the distance between you, taking you into his arms. You were best friends, so this wasn't anything unusual, but it sent your heart racing. Lately you'd been feeling differently towards him. Not in a bad way. The complete opposite actually.

"When you hold me in your arms so tight, you let me know everything's alright," you sang, trying to ignore the blush creeping onto your face.

The two of you sang the chorus together. "I, I'm hooked on a feeling! I'm high on believing that you're in love with me!"

You were so busy singing the lyrics tot he sighed that you didn't even notice that Peter had stopped singing and his eyes were on you. He suddenly stopped you, holding a hand over your mouth and looking you in the eye. He slowly pulled his hand away from your mouth and you stayed quiet, unsure as to what was happening.

"Got a bug from you, girl, but I don't need no cure." Peter kept singing the words to the song, slowly inching closer to you. "I'll just stay a victim if I can for sure."

You were completely silent, simply staring at him in shock. He grew quiet as well.

"I really, really like you, Y/N," he said quietly.

You sucked in a sharp breath, wondering where he was going with this.

"Are you going to say something, or are you just going to keep staring at me?" He asked nervously.

You opened your mouth to speak, but for several moments nothing came out. Finally, you managed to find your words. "I like you, Peter." You wouldn't admit it, not even to yourself, but the truth was that you were beginning to fall in love with him.

He gave a relieved smile. "I'm really glad you said that otherwise we would've had a huge problem," he said with a small laugh. "How about we go somewhere nice? We'll be stopping at Xandar in a few days to meet up with the Broker once we get that Orb thing. Maybe we could find a nice place there."

"Like... a date?" You asked. You couldn't picture Peter Quill out on a date. He was more of a fling type of person.