Christmas was approaching, and your team had stopped on planet Earth to celebrate with acquaintances and friends. Everything was merry, superheroes and gods were bustling about before the New Year, enjoying the pre-holiday festivities, but you were worried about other things. Peter had accepted the mission a few days ago and said he'd make it before Christmas, but each time, he'd announced he'd be staying longer. You'd even had a fight and were very angry with Quill. You'd wanted to spend the holiday together, but Peter apparently had other plans. And so you found yourself at the most grandiose party, in the company of superheroes, gods, agents, colleagues, and practically every member of the teams that had participated in the battle with Thanos. With only a few minutes left until New Year's, you heard a familiar voice behind you. Turning around, you saw a breathless Quill. Before you could say anything, he interrupted you.

"Listen, I know it's my fault, I miscalculated the timing, but..." He paused, gathering his thoughts. "I wanted to do this... on Christmas Eve. I'm crazy about you, and I can see you are too... I chased this like a fool, but it was worth it... Be my boyfriend, I promise not to put off gifts and meetings anymore." Quill smiled awkwardly, blushed, and handed you a box with a bow.