Peter Quill/Steve Rogers, Huddling for warmth
“Dude...just...hold on a sec…” Peter reached down to the bunk below them. AKA, the bunk Steve had vacated to come huddle with him. He reached down and pulled up Steve’s blankets and through some feat of layering, managed to get both of them completely covered.
“Now we just can’t move for the next…” Steve glanced at his watch. “Four hours until the power comes back…”
“It’s just...the solar panels kind of need a sun to work…” Peter said apologetically. “And the sun’s like...behind that planet over there…” he sniffed. “Pesky planets and their orbits, dude. Sorry.”
Steve chuckled and burrowed down into their blanket cocoon. “I’m definitely not complaining…”