Okay so how about a story where the reader is like really smart and Yondu tries to think of a way to impress them

*Disclaimer - I know nothing about technology, anything techy in this is completely made up and probably nonsense (I used a technobabble generator for 1 bit :P)

You could hear Yondu and Rocket throwing insults at each other again. It was a near daily occurrence at the moment.

After all that had happened with Ego, Yondu and Kraglin had moved into the Milano with you and the other 'Guardians of the Galaxy'. You had known the Ravagers from far before you'd joined the unusual gang - you had had a habit of stealing things back in your younger years, not to say that that particular habit had left you completely as you matured. It had been through this you had encountered the Ravagers, who semi-frequently were also looking to steal whatever it may have been that you were after. It had become a game - whenever you spotted on another, it turned into a race to see who could acquire the object first.

You were never in it for the profit though; when you stole it was normally out of curiosity more than anything else. Mainly, you went after new technology, or very old technology conversely - anything that worked in a way that you found interesting. You would steal it to see how it worked, to figure out how it was powered, the full capacity of it's functions and if it could be improved upon. Once it no longer held any secrets from you, you had either sent it off in the direction of Yondu Udonta and the Eclector, or would hide it somewhere and send them a note. That was why Yondu had never felt the need to threaten you, and why you would consider him a friend, to an extent.

"You stupid little rat!"

You looked up from what you were doing for just a moment as you heard the argument grow louder. It wasn't like Yondu and Rocket had any substantial problems with each other - they just enjoyed getting on peoples nerves and getting a reaction, and they had quickly found that arguing with each other managed this. But you knew they had bonded on a deeper level, that's why the insults never became serious, or truly offensive. They were like children - siblings even, they drove you all a little mad at times.

You were in the process of picking apart the Sovereign hyper distance controller you had stolen while you and the other guardians had been hired to protect their batteries (not that that had been easy to accomplish, the part you had detached was approximately a half metre square, and heavy). The batteries themselves held no interest to you, their manufacturing and composite parts were fairly basic in relation to other technology the Sovereign had created. The controller was similar to others that you had seen before, but it's range was much more extensive, and you wanted to know what had been done to extend it's capacity, thinking it may be useful for a project of your own some day.

You heard loud laughter, and knew that the brotherly spat was over for the time being. When Yondu showed up at your door, you weren't surprised. He'd been helping you out occasionally since moving on board - by helping all you really meant was that he'd sit on your bed and talk to you for hours at a time, handing you things you needed as you asked. It was nice, no-one usually paid much attention to what you were up to, but Yondu liked to ask questions, often grumbling about how he didn't understand half of what he could see, or half the things you said on occasion.

"Hey there, Y/N" he flashed you a toothy grin, leaning against the door frame.

You smiled without looking up, "Hey Yondu"

"Mind if I join ya?"

"Not at all" you laughed softly. This was the same pattern you went through every other day with each other.

He took a seat on your bed, just behind you, and sat forward, looking over your shoulder. Your room was small, so it wasn't a difficult thing to do. You adjusted the magnifier you had positioned over the controller. The hand grips had pressure sensors that seemed to control speed, and the steering was simply done by the average push and pull system - but you were more interested in what was inside.

"Where'd ya get tha'?" Yondu asked.

"The Soveriegn - I snuck off before they could honour us, or whatever it was"

He laughed, "Whatcha do? Cut the damn thing off?" he asked, looking at the rather uneven, scorched edge.

"Well, yes" you laughed too, "Do you remember the pocket sized lazer saw I had made?"

"Yeah, nifty little bugger"

"Well I sliced it off the mount with that"

"I see"

You pried a section of metal plating off to reveal the motherboard. You smiled widely. You glanced over your shoulder to make sure you had Yondu's attention before pointing to the wireless connection header, "This is a-"

"Connection header that don't need no wires" he interrupted with a smirk.

You blinked. Yondu was smart, you had to give him that, but he was more smart with practical things; keeping his crew in check, how long to takes to jump from one quadrant to another on the other side of that system, how many time you can punch someone in the face before they pass out - Ravager things. Up until that very moment, he'd never managed to full get his head round any of the small details and intricacies that you liked to work with.

"Yes" you smiled, "For a mechanism of this size it's incredibly large," you paused a moment to poke it with the end of a particularly small screwdriver.

As you were about to continue, Yondu started, "The transmitter and receiver are freakin huge too" Again up could only blink in surprise. Not only was he seemingly interested in your work, but he apparently we was starting to learn it too.

"Yes, you're right. Now the only thing is-

how did they manage to make the rest so small?"
"how'd they manage ta make the res' so small?"

You asked at the same time, looking at each other. Just the other week, Yondu would never have caught on to something like the unusual sizing of the components - but yet here you were. You found yourself smiling wider, "Yeah"

He smiled smugly, "See girl, I know wha' I'm talkin' about" he gave you a gentle nudge, making you laugh.

You started to take apart the individual components, discussing each part with Yondu as you did. He gave you little insights, likening the parts of the controller to parts found in various weapons he'd used. You found yourself getting a bit excitable - it honestly made you happy that Yondu had taken your work onboard.

You had a sudden revelation, "Oh! Can you pass me back the dorsal parabolic impulse modulator, please?"

You missed the wide eyed expression of panic on Yondu's face. You also missed him mouthing 'shit' to himself, "Yeah, where is it?"

"It's right there in front of you" you said, with a laugh. Continuing to pick apart what was in front of you.

"Oh yeah…" Yondu scanned over the small parts in front of him. "Uh here"

You looked at at the screw in his hand and raised and eyebrow at him. "Very funny - the modulator, please" This time you caught his panic. "You don't know what I'm talking about"

"Uhhh… no" he said, defeated, averting his eyes from you.

"What…?"

"I uh, may have studied some of yer books, eh, ta try ta get ma head round yer fidgety stuff ta, uh, try ta… well, um, impress ya?"

You stared at him. "Really?"

"Yeah?"

The corners of your lips tugged into a smile, "You wanted… to impress me?"

"… yes"

You stood up. Yondu gazed up at you, still perched on the edge of your bed. You took a moment, then leant down and planted a soft kiss on his lips. You said, "That's really sweet, Yondu." Then you walked away.