Chapter 1: Don't Fall in Love (She's a Beauty)
"She's a one in a million girl…."
Music crooned through Peter and Gamora's tiny bedroom as they laid together in each other's arms; their breathing synced and their bodies drifting in and out of a blissful sleep.
"Hey." Peter muttered, kissing Gamora's forehead and causing her to stir.
"Mm?" She whispered, rolling over against his side and bringing her arm to drape across his chest.
"I love you." He said, picking up her hand and kissing it.
"I love you too." She replied with a soft smile.
"You have so many rings." He continued, taking her hand in his and holding it up to the light, causing the different metals to shine. "What are they all for?"
"Well, this one…" Gamora held up her pinky finger of the hand Peter was holding. It was a jagged, uneven, and frankly ugly little thing made of a thin silver metal. "Nebula made me. Must have been over fifteen years ago. We were so little, but I can't bring myself to get rid of it."
"And this one," she continued, holding up the index finger of her free hand. The ring was a chunky bronze band with three small red gems. "Was in my pocket after I…met Thanos. It's my father's wedding band. I think my mother must have gave it to me before we were separated."
"Ever think about adding another one?" Peter asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean…we should get married."
"What?!" Gamora's expression was mixed with shock to sheer joy. "You want to get married, just like that?"
"Well, why not? We've literally been through hell and back. If we can make it through that we can make it through anything."
Gamora remained silent with a huge grin on her face.
"What do you say?"
"Yes!" She pulled herself up so she could lean down and kiss him, perfectly, sweetly, passionately.
"But one condition." She said, looking down at him with her hair framing his face.
"Name it."
"No diamonds. It's too expensive, too cliche, and too overrated."
"Okay." He said, sitting himself up and reaching up to cup her cheek. "What do you want instead?"
"An opal. Just a small one. I've always loved them. You look into them, and it's like…like you're looking into the entire galaxy all at once. And that's what I feel when I look at you."
"Cheeseball." He teased, leaning in to give her a quick peck on the lips. "Small opal. You got it."
The music changed to a familiar drum and guitar beat, causing the lovers to exchange a knowing look.
"It's our song." Peter said, jumping out of bed and extending his hand to Gamora.
"M'lady?"
She rolled her eyes but took his hand; and they danced, gracelessly and tiredly and lovingly.
"But then I fooled around and fell in love…"
