[ Reluctantly, Gamora lets him move away to lie beside her, and she rolls onto her own side, watching him with a lazy smile as he kisses her hand. ]
You seem to think so.
[ And it still... awes her sometimes. The way Peter looks at her is so completely different from the way anyone has in the past, and if she's honest, she never thought someone would look at her this way. She feels seen.
It's a gift.
She scoots in, closing the distance between them to rest her forehead against Peter's, her nose gently knocking against his. ]
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You seem to think so.
[ And it still... awes her sometimes. The way Peter looks at her is so completely different from the way anyone has in the past, and if she's honest, she never thought someone would look at her this way. She feels seen.
It's a gift.
She scoots in, closing the distance between them to rest her forehead against Peter's, her nose gently knocking against his. ]
Thank you.