LATER

Gawain had found himself walking to your front door with a bouquet of flowers in hand. They weren't your favorite, just what was on sale at the local grocery store. He hoped they would be enough to make amends and satiate your fury when he revealed the truth to you. He rung your doorbell, and waited a solid 5 minutes for you to open the door. When you had finally slammed it open, he put away his phone that he was playing Farmville on and offered you the flowers.

"I'm sorry," was the first thing he told you. This immediately made you suspicious. Gawain had never apologized to you before. He also forgot you were allergic to pollen. Regardless, you grabbed the flowers from his hand, and gave them a look. They were already withering. You set them down on your table anyways and told your man to get in.

By the time you had prepared some tea for the both of you, Gawain had made himself at home on your couch and was rambling on about... something. You really could not tell. He was going way too fast. You set the tea down in front of you two, being careful to avoid Gawain's shoes and legs that he had draped on your coffee table. You didn't even like tea that much, but Gawain refused to drink anything else, claiming water was too bland, so you always had some in your house. You took a sip, burning your mouth on the hot liquid. You could think of another hot liquid you'd like to have in your mouth. If you know what I mean ;) (I mean semen.)

"Slow down. Thanos told you what?" You had stopped listening around the time he told you he didn't actually have Erectile Dysfunction. No shit.

"He told me to kill you!" he ejaculated, "and he burnt my beautiful face!" he showed you the pink mark on his cheek. It was the type of burn you get when you are a kid and your mom tells you not to put your hand on the stove but you think you know better so you do anyway. It wasn't really that bad, but how dare that Thanos lay a hand on him!? In addition, he was going to kill you, so that was bad.

"Oh, you poor baby," you comfortingly stroke the cheek he was burnt on.

"You're hurting me." Gawain swats your hand away. He gets the feeling you are mocking him.

"My sweet sweetheart," you slap a Spiderman Band-Aid on his face, "if you can't handle the heat, get out of the kitchen!"

"Ow!" Screams Gawain, falling to the floor in agony, "my face!" he twitches like a dying spider.

"Shut up!" you kick his spasming body, "you're the one you who's gonna kill me!" you kick him harder.

"No, no, my love, you don't understand!" Gawain shrieks, "I'm not gonna do it okay!? I won't-!" you stop kicking him.

"Oh, good," You sit down on the floor next to him, "but if you don't kill me, how are you going to explain to Thanos how I'm still alive?" you pull his head into your lap and comb through his hair with your fingers. It's softer than the feathers of Icarus' wing mechanism. He looks up at you and smiles. You wonder at what point in the plan you will be forced to sacrifice yourself for the greater good of the world.

The next time you see each other, he is with Thanos again.

I WAS ORIGINALLY GONNA WRITE AN H SCENE FOR THIS CHAPTER BUT IT WAS TOO HARD (HAHAHA) SO JUST USE YOUR IMAGINATION PLEASE.