Peter isn't at all offended by the fast reply; he expected nothing less from Rocket. This is just what they do, and the fondness is hard to miss.
"But at least I don't snore. That should earn me brownie points. Drax could wake up a mummy with the ruckus he makes; he sounds like a dying moose." Does Rocket know what a moose is? Peter doesn't know, but the description is accurate if you ask him.
As he listens to Rocket, one of Peter's hands paws around the bed until he finds his shirt to clean the worst of the mess off of him, too boneless to move much more than that. Holy shit, it's been a while since he's had any action because it's also been a while since Rocket was here, and he now feels lazy in that kind of good way you only get after a sex high, but he also feels colder than ever. He too wishes that Rocket were here or that he were there to kiss and cuddle him for real. Maybe bite him a little, as promised.
As much as Peter regrets the last few years of not doing this with his best friend, none of them were in the right place for that. Peter had a plethora of emotional issues piled on top of one another, and Rocket did not deserve to be any kind of rebound after losing Gamora. Now that he's learned to let go of the shadow of her—not the memories or love they shared, some things will stay with him forever; he deserves at least to keep that—he is in a much better headspace for a relationship.
Peter is no longer getting too drunk to function and reliving the greatest hits of the worst moments of his life, and he knows he owes that to Rocket and the other guardians. In his journey of trying to better himself, he realized that Mantis was right about why and for how long he had been avoiding Earth and his last remaining family, and he too wants to amend the relationship with Jason before it's too late, and he loses yet another member of his family. He's not trying to be cruel to Rocket and torture them both on purpose.
"Just make sure not to leave a bomb countdown timer anywhere near my bed where I can confuse it with my alarm clock. My neighbors won't like waking up to the building falling down on them."
He wants to keep Rocket talking. First, because he imagines the other man is feeling the distance between them more than ever before, just like Peter is doing, and because...hell, just because he likes listening to Rocket's voice and annoying him a little.
"Now, if only all those skills with mechanics translated to the kitchen I would not have to be the one cooking all the time. remind me to teach you how to make lasagna the next time you visit, I think you'd like it."
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"But at least I don't snore. That should earn me brownie points. Drax could wake up a mummy with the ruckus he makes; he sounds like a dying moose." Does Rocket know what a moose is? Peter doesn't know, but the description is accurate if you ask him.
As he listens to Rocket, one of Peter's hands paws around the bed until he finds his shirt to clean the worst of the mess off of him, too boneless to move much more than that. Holy shit, it's been a while since he's had any action because it's also been a while since Rocket was here, and he now feels lazy in that kind of good way you only get after a sex high, but he also feels colder than ever. He too wishes that Rocket were here or that he were there to kiss and cuddle him for real. Maybe bite him a little, as promised.
As much as Peter regrets the last few years of not doing this with his best friend, none of them were in the right place for that. Peter had a plethora of emotional issues piled on top of one another, and Rocket did not deserve to be any kind of rebound after losing Gamora. Now that he's learned to let go of the shadow of her—not the memories or love they shared, some things will stay with him forever; he deserves at least to keep that—he is in a much better headspace for a relationship.
Peter is no longer getting too drunk to function and reliving the greatest hits of the worst moments of his life, and he knows he owes that to Rocket and the other guardians. In his journey of trying to better himself, he realized that Mantis was right about why and for how long he had been avoiding Earth and his last remaining family, and he too wants to amend the relationship with Jason before it's too late, and he loses yet another member of his family. He's not trying to be cruel to Rocket and torture them both on purpose.
"Just make sure not to leave a bomb countdown timer anywhere near my bed where I can confuse it with my alarm clock. My neighbors won't like waking up to the building falling down on them."
He wants to keep Rocket talking. First, because he imagines the other man is feeling the distance between them more than ever before, just like Peter is doing, and because...hell, just because he likes listening to Rocket's voice and annoying him a little.
"Now, if only all those skills with mechanics translated to the kitchen I would not have to be the one cooking all the time. remind me to teach you how to make lasagna the next time you visit, I think you'd like it."