#kuma asks

The Guardians had just won a dramatic fire fight with another ship. The fight had left the ship damaged and Peter was currently piloting the ship to a nearby planet for repairs.

The extreme rocking of the ship as it was being shot at and the unknowing of whether or not you all were going to make it out alive had left you in a panicked state. You got up abruptly from your seat, to the alarm of the Guardians’ latest addition, and took off to your room.

Yondu told Rocket to take over his position as co-pilot so he could follow you, leaving Peter and the raccoon to argue over who could get them to the nearest planet fastest.

In your room, you tried to open the medication that would help lower your heart rate with shaky hands. Yondu came in after you. He watched you fumble with the pill bottle before taking it from you and popping it open, then he shook a single pill onto your palm. You swallowed it quickly without any water to ease it down.

“Thanks,” you said in a strained voice.

“You okay?” he asked.

“I will be.” You reached out and grasped his coat. “Can you stay for just a little bit?”

“Yeah,” he said, and wrapped his arms around you gently. 

You leaned your head against him with your ear pressed up to his chest, listening to the calm beating of his heart, clenching his jacket in your fists. You started taking deep breaths, trying to match his own, and calm your body down from its alarmed state. He simply rubbed your back soothingly as you did your breathing techniques. 

After a few minutes, your heart had stopped pounding and your breathing had returned to normal. You released your tight hold on his coat and smiled shyly up at him. 

“Sorry about the little freak out,” you said.

“It’s alright. So long as yer doin’ better.”