[ “complaining” is how he intends to finish that thought – because he hadn’t been this time, at least – but she interrupts him with that quick little kiss to his cheek.
He sighs quietly, shaking his head in that sort of way that asks, “Why do I put up with this?”
And if it feels familiar, it ought to. Gamora has surely used it on him countless times. ]
no subject
I wasn’t—
[ “complaining” is how he intends to finish that thought – because he hadn’t been this time, at least – but she interrupts him with that quick little kiss to his cheek.
He sighs quietly, shaking his head in that sort of way that asks, “Why do I put up with this?”
And if it feels familiar, it ought to. Gamora has surely used it on him countless times. ]
Drink your cocoa, Gamora.