WHO: Bobbi Morse and Peter Quill WHAT: A meeting. Maybe flirting. WHEN: Recently WHERE: Starbucks WARNINGS: Nah STATUS: Closed/Completed Gdoc
Bobbi still was pissed at this place for taking Nick away. He’d been hot, sweet, and had made her really happy, despite the awkwardness with Cassie. Taking him away had been a really shitty thing for the town to do.
Still, life was life and shit happened all the time. Bobbi was used to it. Life went on, and so did Bobbi. That was how it had always been. She wouldn't forget Nick, but she wasn’t going to mope over him for the rest of her life, either. It just wasn’t her way.
She’d gotten up early this morning to work out, and afterwards, still dressed in her gym clothes and with a towel around her neck, she stopped by the bakery to pick up some breakfast. She got in line e, and as she did, she recognized the guy in front of her and couldn’t help but smirk.
“Well, if if isn’t Star Lord himself.”
***
“Well if it isn’t the lady that insists on paying way too much for coffee.” Peter smirked right back at her. He liked the name so it was pretty impossible to taunt him with it. “I suppose you’re here to get one of those crazy fad pastries like those cronut things I heard about?”
He hadn’t been working out so he was just in jeans and a t-shirt and he was kind of hoping that Groot wasn’t trashing the place while he was out getting treats. Sure, he’d seemed to agree to behave while Peter was out but Groot has his own definition of the concept of behaving.
***
He might like it but Bobbi was going to taunt him with it anyway. She thought it was kind of hilarious.
“Don’t knock cronuts, man. Those things are awesome.”
Sure, they were full of fat but she definitely did enough physical exercise every day to work it off.
“How’s your little tree...shrub friend?”
She’d heard that he arrived, and she kind of wanted to meet Groot. He reminded her of one of those trees in The Lord of the Rings.
***
“Oh sure, take two things already bad for you, mash em together then somehow convince people to stand in two hour lines to go get them? They are totally insane and go with your over priced coffee.” Peter had laughed when he read about the craze that had happened. There were definitely similar things in his section of the galaxy that had happened which made it funnier to read about.
“His name is Groot and he’s fine. You know if you count destroying everything he comes across as fine.”
***
“You just have no taste,” she snorted. Bobbi had lived hard and rough plenty in her life while she’d been on missions; she liked spoiling herself when she got the chance. And cronuts and overpriced coffee were her favorite way to do that.
“If you hate my overpriced coffee so much, then why are you here?”
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“I have great taste I’ll have you know.” Peter smirked but he also knew it could be argued that he had the good taste of a twelve year old boy that had never really grown up. But he was okay with that.
“And you know that you can also buy regular coffee here instead of the expensive over the top kind right?” It was his turn in line so he winked at her before he turned to the barrista. “One regular coffee, black. Thanks.”
He looked back at Bobbi, “See?”
***
“But why would you do that?” She asked, dumbfounded, “I mean, if you want boring coffee, get it at McDonalds or make it at home.”
She rolled her eyes and ordered her fancy latte, shelling out close to six dollars for it.
“No, wait. I want you to taste this.”
***
“It’s too far to McDonald’s and my coffee maker met Groot.” Peter rolled his eyes since he wasn’t even sure what the hell Groot had done to the thing but he was pretty sure it was a real fire hazard now so he’d thrown it out.
“Oh so now you want to feed me? Flirting with me again.” He tsked with a smirk.
***
“Offering you a sip of superior coffee is hardly flirting,” Bobbi said, rolling her eyes so hard they practically went back in her head.
“It’s proving a point.”
She held up her coffee confection to him, obviously not taking no for an answer.
***
“No, no there’s this whole thing where women want to feed you because they want to take care of you...it’s a total flirting move.” He was still smirking but instead of trying the drink he just put his hand around hers on the cup. “So admit you’re flirting and maybe I’ll try a sip.”
***
Bobbi couldn’t possibly roll her eyes hard enough. “I am so not flirting with you,” she said. “I don’t want to feed you. I just want you to realize how stupid you are for downing awesome coffee.”
For some reason, that mattered to her. She wasn’t sure why, and she didn’t care to examine it.
“Just taste the damned coffee,” she said, exasperated.
***
“No, it doesn’t have to do with the coffee taste, it has to do with no coffee is worth paying that much for because if I really wanted something like that I could buy all the ingredients for a lot cheaper. Assuming Groot doesn’t start living in the coffee pot or something.” He was grinning because she was still protesting the flirting but she was rolling her eyes like it was an Olympic sport. Hell even Yondu never rolled his eyes that bad.
“So you are flirting.” Because she wasn’t trying to get her hand away and she was still trying to make him drink.
***
Oh crap. She’d meant to take her hand away. She really had. But it was too late now. She looked up at him, biting her lip a little. Alright, so he was pretty cute. It wasn’t like there was anything wrong with flirting with him. Especially since she was pretty sure she could kick his ass.
“Maybe. A little. Now taste the damned coffee.”
***
“Was that so hard?” Peter’s ass was harder to kick that it looked since he had his non human side but he wasn’t here to get into a fight. Actually, he usually wasn’t anywhere to get into a fight. Peter used his hand on hers to take a drink of the coffee then licked his lips and considered the taste after he let go of her and the cup.
“It’s tasty. But I’m still not spending that much money on it.”
***
She rolled her eyes again and pulled her hand away, shaking her head as she very obviously used her thumb to wipe the lid of the cup where he had sipped from it. She didn’t actually mind, it was more to make a point to him than anything else.
“Priorities, I suppose,” she said with a shrug. “My coffee keeps me from killing people. And for that? It’s cheap at twice the price.”
***
The gesture of wiping the cup just amused Peter. He just shrugged at the priorities thing. “Hey the women I know back home tend to not care that something like coffee could save other people’s lives. But I bet the Nova Corps does.” Gamora and her sister Nebula, neither one would give a crap about mitigating their attitudes. Which got him into trouble more often than not.
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“What’s Nova Corps?” She’d never heard of it, for better or for worse. She took a sip of her coffee and looked up at him. “And I don’t want to kill people in a caffeine withdrawal rage. I’d rather kill people because I really wanted to.”
Bobbi didn’t exactly like killing people at all, but she knew about a thousand ways to do it with her bare hands.
***
“Intergalactic military and police force for the Nova Empire. They’re not all that bad considering they’re the fuzz but when you compare them to the Kree or the Skrulls they’re a cake walk. You know if a bit too much with the stick up the butt.” He liked Rhoman Dey the best out of all of them, Denarian Saal was a bit too much with the straight and narrow for Peter but he’d died trying to save them all. Hopefully he’d done like Saal asked and proved him wrong about being a dick before he died.
“Kree Empire was more along the line of mercenaries but still military and police. Just not as nice. They were at war with the Nova Empire for...geez probably over a thousand years. They’re never going to be the types to go borrow a cup of sugar from each other.”
***
Now Bobbi had heard of the Kree. Her eyes widened a little - realizing that they must be from something approximating the same world. Unless the Kree existed in other worlds too.
“We’ve had our own...problems with the Kree,” she said vaguely. She wasn’t going to get in to top secret S.H.I.E.L.D. matters. But on Earth.” She cocked her head and looked at him.
“What year is it for you?”
***
“Pretty much the same it is here. I think anyway. It’s hard to tell what with jumps and no planet having the same calendar as any other.” Peter had tried to figure it out when he first got there but he’d decided not to bother after a while. “There’s a lot more aliens coming to Earth than most people think.”
Like his dad. Ugh.
***
“Yeah, I kind of learned that the hard way,” she said. “Too many aliens.” Well, more like too many aliens who wanted to destroy the world for one reason or another. She wouldn’t have any problem at all with Aliens who just wanted to come to earth and be peaceful. Unfortunately, she hadn’t yet met any like that.
This guy, though...was he from her world? He knew about the Kree, but she had no idea who he was. Not that she knew everyone on earth or anything, and he claimed not to be coming here from Earth at all.
She shrugged.
“Well, it’s sad that they don’t value tasty coffee when and where you come from.”
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“Yeah well it’s just a burden I’ll have to bear.” Peter chuckled, there were things that were more important where he’d spent so much time and it wasn’t like coffee was an every day thing out there. It was hard to tell if they were from completely the same world because he’d left Earth so long ago.
“Look it was fun flirting but I have to get home and make sure Groot isn’t trying to eat a neighbor’s cat or turning my closet into a nest or something.”
***
“Yeah, you do that,” she said, and it was with a sincere grin this time. “See you around, Star Lord.”