Summary:

Peter never thought of the day he would become a father, but he is determined to be the best one he can be, not only for Gamora, but for his daughter as well. Based on a prompt from Tumblr. (Starmora kid-fic.)

It'd been over a year since they had won the battle with Thanos. The whole catastrophic event traumatized the entire team, especially Gamora, who had died in the way she feared most, and Peter, who failed to do the one thing Gamora asked of him and watched as she was taken away by the person she feared most. Even though she knew the universe was safe from Thanos, her heart dropped to the pit of her stomach in fear when she found out she was pregnant. Peter had assured her that they didn't have to worry about him anymore, and between them being badass parents and the rest of the Guardians' support, the baby would be safe.

The first few months she'd known Peter, Gamora thought the last thing he'd want was a kid. Yet, after the battle with Ego-after losing Yondu-Peter had found a parental instinct inside of himself. They'd discuss their future a few years ago: if they'd get married, have kids, retire from being 'three-time galaxy savers'. As soon as they were brought back to life, they made a promise...that's when he proposed. Of course, she said yes.

A year later, here they were: Peter laying wide-awake on his side with a pregnant Gamora sound asleep, pressed up with her back against his chest as their legs entangled each other. His left hand was asleep as Gamora was using it as a pillow, while he draped his free arm around her bulging abdomen.

A gentle smile formed on his face, seeing the woman finally relaxing. For most of the time he knew her, she was always so uptight and worried about the future. Now it seemed as if she was finally at peace with herself - her inner demons and the nightmares that kept her up late at night. She had come so far in those few years, even with the nightmares that had turned to reality, and Peter was proud.

The ex-Ravanger whispered her name a few times in an attempt to wake her. Unfortunately, she was in too deep of a sleep. It didn't bother him, though. She was content and that's all he wanted for her.

Peter carefully shifted himself up to a seated position, sliding his hand out from beneath Gamora's head. His bare feet hit the cold floor as he approached Gamora from her side of the bed. He climbed back in, facing her stomach.

Leaning in close, he whispered to their unborn child, "Hey, little Starlady junior, you don't know this yet, but I love you, more than anything in the universe." He thinks for a moment and begins to ramble on like usual, "Well, maybe besides your mother, but I love you both, so much."

A large hand softly began to rub Gamora's stomach. Peter started to sing softly:

'Sometimes I think that you're the only reason

The sun still shines (when it shines)

And when this wicked world starts bringing me down

I tell myself that I'm one lucky guy'

Peter's smile widened when he felt the baby kicking. After a few songs, he found his eyelids growing heavy. A small yawn escaped his mouth. He closed the space between himself and Gamora to plant a kiss on her stomach. "Goodnight, Jovi. I love you."

When Peter climbed back into his side of the bed, Gamora turned to face him, making him jump. A soft giggle escaped her mouth. "I'm sorry." She whispers with a small smirk. "I didn't mean to scare you." Peter, still startled, can only nod. "Hey," Gamora carcassed Peter's cheek in her hand. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Gamora quickly pecked Peter on his lips and smiled. She thumbed his cheek as he returned her soft expression. "You're going to be a great father, Peter."