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why_is_gamora ([info]why_is_gamora) wrote in [info]snapthread,
Quill's voice broke, so much feeling there that he couldn't say one word without it fracturing into beautiful little pieces. He was just so damn earnest and Gamora had found it annoying, always found it that way really. But there were times and this was one of them that it was allowed and she wouldn't scoff at him about it.

She covered his mouth again, this time just with her fingers gently across his lips. "Shhh," Gamora said and it was soft, forgiving. Because things happened, feelings happened and he'd done the best that he could. Everyone had.

"I died," Gamora said again and this time it was the reason, the cause of his grief and his mistakes. "And not the way we wanted me to, not where I belonged."


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