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Peter Quill ([personal profile] nostalgiabomb) wrote 2018-08-12 05:51 am (UTC)

—Hey.

[ And the word escapes him on a rough exhale. He brushes his thumbs along her cheeks, just beneath the silver lines of her scars. ]

Hey. I promise you, we won't lose this. Okay? I promise on everything. On my life, even.

You're stuck with me, no matter what.

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