You act like I can't be equally in love with both, sweetheart.
[ He drawls out the last word, not bothering to suppress the cheeky smirk that makes its way to his face.
Surprisingly (or possibly not surprisingly in the slightest, given Peter's usual reaction to trouble), Peter just thinks all of this is kind of hilarious. Well, not the blowing-up planets part, but definitely the whole, "Hey, Star-Lord, you and Cap are pretty much the only dudes we've got left who could possibly maybe pull off the whole adorable couple" thing. And, okay, Peter's pulled off con-jobs before -- he's played a drunken idiot, he's played a lost tourist; he's been a playboy billionaire (dressed on his employer's dime, of course) and a businessman and a lot of little stuff in-between. But he's never been a newlywed, and the last time he had a job with higher stakes than a stack of credits? He had played the roles of "Idiot" and "Lord of Dance" in one to varying degrees of efficacy, depending on who you asked.
(He also, briefly, played the role of flashy-flashy-burning-dying-fireworks-laser-light-show, but he's not doing that ever again.)
Peter's pretty confident they can pull this off, though. He's a practiced liar, and Rogers is great at thinking on her feet. And besides, he's working with the goddamn Captain America. No need to pretend to be a stammering, blushing mess, here.
It also helps that he's had a crush on Rogers (or, at least, Rogers, the All-American icon) ever since Gramps shared his collection of memorabilia with him when he was old enough to appreciate it. And Peter's pretty sure he gave that hand away the first time he had met the Captain in the flesh, when he had just stared, eyes wide and mouth open, and blurted out, Holy shit I love you. (So smooth. He's seriously thankful Rogers was cool about it.) ]
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[ He drawls out the last word, not bothering to suppress the cheeky smirk that makes its way to his face.
Surprisingly (or possibly not surprisingly in the slightest, given Peter's usual reaction to trouble), Peter just thinks all of this is kind of hilarious. Well, not the blowing-up planets part, but definitely the whole, "Hey, Star-Lord, you and Cap are pretty much the only dudes we've got left who could possibly maybe pull off the whole adorable couple" thing. And, okay, Peter's pulled off con-jobs before -- he's played a drunken idiot, he's played a lost tourist; he's been a playboy billionaire (dressed on his employer's dime, of course) and a businessman and a lot of little stuff in-between. But he's never been a newlywed, and the last time he had a job with higher stakes than a stack of credits? He had played the roles of "Idiot" and "Lord of Dance" in one to varying degrees of efficacy, depending on who you asked.
(He also, briefly, played the role of flashy-flashy-burning-dying-fireworks-laser-light-show, but he's not doing that ever again.)
Peter's pretty confident they can pull this off, though. He's a practiced liar, and Rogers is great at thinking on her feet. And besides, he's working with the goddamn Captain America. No need to pretend to be a stammering, blushing mess, here.
It also helps that he's had a crush on Rogers (or, at least, Rogers, the All-American icon) ever since Gramps shared his collection of memorabilia with him when he was old enough to appreciate it. And Peter's pretty sure he gave that hand away the first time he had met the Captain in the flesh, when he had just stared, eyes wide and mouth open, and blurted out, Holy shit I love you. (So smooth. He's seriously thankful Rogers was cool about it.) ]
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