Thirty Three Rounds Per Minute || Richard (rchardriders) & Peter (yourprincestarlord)

yourprincestarlord:

Peter’s first instinct was to decline, but he bit it back and let Richie heal him. The burn twinged when Richie put his hand on it, but it quickly faded when the Nova Force started circulating. Peter closed his eyes and relaxed completely. It definitely was the Nova Force. Richie had healed him before with it during the Wave. A small niggling doubt that this was some sort of trap or impostor faded. He could feel the warmth spread out in his body before dissipating. Residual, or did Richie had some doubt about him too? Then again it could be the way he kept his hand on his shoulder. 

He sighed at the question. “It was Thanos. At least I think it was. It’s all jumbled. I think I got dragged along with him when he escaped— Yeah, he did escape. Bastard’s still alive. I thought you did too… but…” you didn’t show up, he didn’t voice, though the pain in his eyes said it for him anyway. Peter looked away from him, remembering the pain of his realization that Richie was still in the Cancerverse, how he’d screamed and ranted until he was blue in the face and he’d lost his voice (and perhaps sanity) for that terrible period before he’d managed to somehow pull himself together again. Breathing deep he reached up and clasped Richie’s hand on his shoulder, pressing it, reassuring himself again Richie was here.

He was about to continue when his comm came to life, Ship informing him that Shi’ar Enforcers were heading this way. Peter had forgotten he had set a delayed alert if he had not returned. “D’ast. Uh, Rich, I gotta fly. Long story short, I’m being hunted again and well, they’re heading here. Come with me?” His hand tightened on Richie’s hand.

What? Thanos had — Everything they ever did had all been for naught. He sighed deeply, anger bubbling in his heart. Everyone that had ever died, what had been the point of it all. Richard wanted to scream and shout, he wanted to hit something, but the only thing left standing in the area was Peter and him, and he would never hit Peter.

He sagged, there was no point fuming about thing that had already came to pass. Peter’s hand on his, reassured him of that. Peter… He’d come back without Richard, and he probably had his hope shattered because of it. Richard’s heart ached for Peter, for time lost, and for the pain he felt.

At least that solved the mystery of how Peter got back, but how did Thanos managed to break through the Cancerverse? Now, Thanos was a whole other issue, did that mean that cosmic cube came back with them all, or did Thanos use it to return?

Richard’s head was hurting from the amount of new information and questions his brain was processing. He was saved by Peter’s abrupt change in subject, and laughed, that was the old Peter Quill right there, somehow finding himself in trouble time and again. “What sort of trouble did you find yourself in this time? Of course. Always.” He’ll follow Peter anywhere, hell, he had followed Peter to death, and followed him back into this realm.