Questions of Science || Richard (rchardriders) & Peter (princeofspartax)

princeofspartax:

    [ Peter was parked just around the corner, but he was aware of each of Richard’s movements leading all the way up to there. Nothing seemed to be off about the man, not yet at least, but luck always found a way to bite Peter in the ass sooner or later. They wouldn’t be alone on the ship, though, so if Peter needed back up at least there was that. He’d have Gamora, Rocket, Groot or Drax to shoot to his aid—Hell, he’d even have Iron Man there if Tony hadn’t departed for Earth a while back. Peter walks Richard into his ship, and then into his bedroom, where he sat down on the edge of the bed. ]

               “Okay, so you wanna explain to me what the flark brought you back?”

Richard followed Pete through the corridor and into his friend’s ship, feeling less and less wary, and more and more certain that Peter was indeed Peter. As his best friend sat on his bed, Richard debated with himself before following suit. Hell, when was the time time he’d actually slept on a bed, or at all for that matter. “Well, I was hoping you could tell me that, since you’re alive too? God knows, I’ve heard rumours that you were alive, and I thought that if I was alive, you had to be too.” Richard ran his hand through his hand, messing up the brown locks.