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Word Count: 495
Pairing: TonyQuill
I Wish, I Wish, I Wish
Tony stared up at the sky, his chin resting on his hand. In a tower full of people, he'd never felt more lonely in his life. Everyone was pairing off, finding their soulmates with a brush of skin, a smile, a laugh.
Why wasn't it that easy for Tony?
Hadn't he been trying to turn his life around, to make up for the many mistakes he'd made in his youth? Didn't he deserve even a little bit of happiness?
His lips tilted up despite his mood when a star shot across the darkness of the sky, and childish though it may be, he closed his eyes and he wished.
Wished harder than he'd ever wished before.
For his person, his someone, who would love him unreservedly and forever.
He didn't think it was too much to ask for, really.
…
"An aircraft has just landed on the roof of the tower, Sir."
Tony cursed, and then looked apologetically at Pepper as he slid his phone from his pocket. Steve, thankfully, answered on the second ring.
"There's—"
"It's fine, Thor sent them," Steve said softly. "It's the Guardians, Tony, Thor's told us about them before."
"Jesus," Tony muttered, rubbing a hand over his face. "You're all safe?"
"We're fine, we'll see you when you get home."
"Kay. Just… be careful, Steve. Thor's idea of safe and ours is a different thing entirely."
Tony hung up the phone on an echo of Steve's laughter. Looking around at the board of directors, he smiled. "Where were we?"
…
"You know, Thor sent us here for a reason," Peter Quill said, later that night after Tony had returned home to the tower and been introduced to the Guardians.
"Oh?" Tony asked, as he prepared his hot chocolate.
Peter leant against the counter beside Tony and cautiously held his hand out to Tony. "May I?"
Tony frowned, and then his eyes widened slightly. "You think I'm—"
"Call it a hunch," Peter offered. "Please?"
His hand shaking slightly, Tony slipped his hand into Peter's and waited. A tingle up his arm was the only warning his got before he knew, utterly and truly, that Peter was his.
Peter beamed at him, tugging him closer.
"I—how did Thor know?" Tony asked, shocked and happy and confused and amazed and… there were so many emotions churning inside him that he wasn't sure how he felt.
"He said something about making a wish come true."
Tony blinked. "I… huh. Really?"
"He is a god, you know?"
Nodding, Tony leant into Peter's clutching arms. Peter smiled down at him, and then reached up a little, to tilt Tony's face towards him.
"May I kiss you?"
Tony nodded. "Yeah, but anything else and you'll have to take me to dinner first. I'm not that kinda gal."
Peter chuckled against his lips. "I'm sure I can do that. I'm… I'm so glad I found you. I've searched the universe for you."
"I'm glad you found me too."
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12 Days of Shipmas: Day 22: Someone makes a wish from a falling star.