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A few steps into the hall and so far Starfire wasn’t doing bad at all! Her ballance still needed a little work, but that would come to her with practice. Peter had to pause and wonder just where he was going to lead her. The kitchen wasn’t too far, was it? “Are you hungry?” he asked, before remembering the language barrier. “Um…” He looked at her and patted his stomach once before mimicking the action of eating something.

Starfire mulled over his actions—and words- for a moment, before making the connection. Ah, was he offering to feed her? “Hungry…” She nodded after a moment, her gaze dropping to her own stomach. She hadn’t eaten since that afternoon, so dinner couldn’t hurt. What did humans eat, anyway? Did they hunt like she did? She probably wouldn’t have been able to hunt anything in her condition at the moment, so maybe he could catch her something.

"Ah, alright." Peter nodded his head, guiding her once again. It took a minute or two—and a couple more near-stumbles—but they made it to the kitchen soon enough. Peter pulled out one of the chairs at the table and helped Starfire sit down before turning to open the fridge. "Okay, let’s see… what would a mermaid like… um…" Maybe fish? For a moment Peter worried that might be a bad idea, but then he remembered her sharp teeth. Obviously mermaids were carnivores, so why not eat fish? Sorry, Flounder…

After a minute of searching Peter found what he was searching for: fish sticks. He could just pop them into the microwave and defrost them and there you had it.


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Peter had barely been able to keep his eyes open after returning to his apartment late that night. A long day of work, two bank robberies, an invasion of alien shape-shifters and an extra-long meeting at Avengers Tower to discuss battle tactics. Poor Peter was absolutely spent, and after climbing in through the window he headed straight to his room, pulling off his mask and flopping into the bed. It wasn’t long before he felt someone slide in beside him and slip into his arms, and he smiled over at them. “Hey, Star…”

Peter nodded his head in agreement, happily returning the kiss before laying back with her again. Content, Peter relaxed against the mattress and wrapped Starfire in his arms, nuzzling his forehead against hers. “Hmm… I wonder if Cap would let me take a day off tomorrow if I told him the news? I mean when Ant-Man and Wasp got engaged we didn’t see them for a week, so it’s only fair, right?”

"I should hope so. Perhaps I may come along? I have not left our home in a few days." Not since getting her things from Harry’s, anyway… For a moment, she considered telling the heir, before deciding to wait a few more days. He’d seemed a bit upset when she’d moved out, so maybe it wasn’t the best time to tell him… But the Avengers? Why not?

"Yeah, why not?" Peter smiled again, brushing a strand of hair from Starfire’s face. "It’ll be nice to introduce you to the gang. Thor and Logan you already met when you first got back to Earth… And don’t ask me why but I think you and Hulk are gonna get along."


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Getting her own mattress in her own room was quite nice. It made her feel just a bit safer on this new, strange planet, as if she were starting to blend in… At least a little. And that aside, as frightening as her new roommate—Building mate?- was, he seemed nice enough.

That still didn’t explain why he had crossed the hall just to climb into her bed, though. She didn’t move when his chest pressed against her back, and it was only a moment later when she bothered to ask him why he was even there.

"… Do you not have a room of your own? Why is it you are in mine?"

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"Oh…" Peter paused, turning to face her again as well. What he had planned for the following day… it wasn’t exactly easy. Nor was it legal. He would have to think of some excuse for it, he was sure.

But that’s why we’ve helped her, remember? Why wait to use those powers of hers…?

Why wait, indeed? Peter smiled, nodding his head. “Okay. We’ll see if we can’t find something for you to help with. Good night…” Still smiling, Peter turned to return to his own room.

Not the night we had planned… but tomorrow should be even more fun.

Starfire nodded in reply and bid him goodnight again, returning to her room with a yawn. The door clicked shut behind her, and she settled back onto her mattress contently. Falling back asleep didn’t take long at all. Hopefully Peter wouldn’t wander back into her room again tonight.

By the time morning rolled around, Starfire was awake and curiously peering out her window. It had been dark when she’d arrived in New York, so to see it in the daytime was certainly new! While she was itching to explore, there was a chance she would get lost without Peter. Was he even awake yet?

Peter had woken, as usual, at exactly the same time he had every morning for the past couple years. Seven A.M. on the dot. He didn’t even need an alarm clock, something in his head simply knew that was the time to wake up, whether he was still tired or not. And more often than not he was. Crawling around the walls in his sleep didn’t offer him much rest, after all. But somehow, Peter was used to it and barely paid it any mind.

The first thing he did that morning was to swing out of the hideout and steal some breakfast. Fresh doughnuts and hot coffee, same as always, but this morning he got double the usual amount. He had another mouth to feed, after all.


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Peter had barely been able to keep his eyes open after returning to his apartment late that night. A long day of work, two bank robberies, an invasion of alien shape-shifters and an extra-long meeting at Avengers Tower to discuss battle tactics. Poor Peter was absolutely spent, and after climbing in through the window he headed straight to his room, pulling off his mask and flopping into the bed. It wasn’t long before he felt someone slide in beside him and slip into his arms, and he smiled over at them. “Hey, Star…”

Peter laughed outright at that. ‘Peter Fire?’ Oh no, that was just too silly, and he was sure people would never stop snickering at that. “As nice as your last name is,” he said at last, “I have to admit I’m kind of old-fashioned so we’ll just stick with you taking my last name.” He chuckled again, but stole a quick kiss, smiling warmly at the redhead. “But Starfire Parker… that sounds nice too, doesn’t it?”

"It does." She smiled brightly, her arms slipping down to wrap around his abdomen. "I believe your Aunt will be most pleased, yes?" And, assuming she could get some of her former teammates to come visit for the wedding, she was sure they’d be fairly pleased as well. She kissed him again, sighing contently into it.

Peter nodded his head in agreement, happily returning the kiss before laying back with her again. Content, Peter relaxed against the mattress and wrapped Starfire in his arms, nuzzling his forehead against hers. “Hmm… I wonder if Cap would let me take a day off tomorrow if I told him the news? I mean when Ant-Man and Wasp got engaged we didn’t see them for a week, so it’s only fair, right?”

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Peter smiled again, squeezing her hand gently in return. “Okay,” he said with a nod. “Let’s try that again…” Carefully, Peter started walking again. Maybe now Starfire could try it with only one hand holding his. He made sure to keep close, though, just in case.

Starfire followed suit, taking careful steps forward. With Peter by her side, rather than in front of her, she was a bit nervous. Still, should she fall and hurt herself, she was sure he wouldn’t hesitate to lend her a hand. She stumbled occasionally, a squeak leaving her when she did. Thankfully, she’d caught herself before she could topple over entirely.

A few steps into the hall and so far Starfire wasn’t doing bad at all! Her ballance still needed a little work, but that would come to her with practice. Peter had to pause and wonder just where he was going to lead her. The kitchen wasn’t too far, was it? “Are you hungry?” he asked, before remembering the language barrier. “Um…” He looked at her and patted his stomach once before mimicking the action of eating something.


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Peter had barely been able to keep his eyes open after returning to his apartment late that night. A long day of work, two bank robberies, an invasion of alien shape-shifters and an extra-long meeting at Avengers Tower to discuss battle tactics. Poor Peter was absolutely spent, and after climbing in through the window he headed straight to his room, pulling off his mask and flopping into the bed. It wasn’t long before he felt someone slide in beside him and slip into his arms, and he smiled over at them. “Hey, Star…”

He knew her hanswer yes—he had hoped for such an answer, anyway—but Starfire had spent five years bowing to someone else’s whims and desires. She had a choice now, and Peter wanted her to know she would always have a choice.

Still, he was more than thrilled to know she chose to accept, and he wrapped his own arms around her as he returned the kiss, smiling brightly. “I love you,” he whispered, resting his forehead against hers. “I love you greatly…”

"I love you as well." Starfire whispered back, "I love you very, very much." She nuzzled their foreheads together, a content sigh leaving her. Her eyes fell closed, and for a moment she was worried she would cry. After five years of hell, it seemed she’d paid her dues and could finally, finally have the happiness she’d wanted.

Her eyes opened again, and the alien couldn’t stop the grin that spread itself over her face when she’d locked eyes with Peter. “I believe your last name will soon by mine as well, yes? Unless you wish to take mine?” Her tone suggested she was teasing. “Peter Fire has quite the ring to it.”

Peter laughed outright at that. ‘Peter Fire?’ Oh no, that was just too silly, and he was sure people would never stop snickering at that. “As nice as your last name is,” he said at last, “I have to admit I’m kind of old-fashioned so we’ll just stick with you taking my last name.” He chuckled again, but stole a quick kiss, smiling warmly at the redhead. “But Starfire Parker… that sounds nice too, doesn’t it?”


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send me a (≚ᄌ≚)ƶƵ for my character’s reaction to yours crawling into bed with them.

Getting her own mattress in her own room was quite nice. It made her feel just a bit safer on this new, strange planet, as if she were starting to blend in… At least a little. And that aside, as frightening as her new roommate—Building mate?- was, he seemed nice enough.

That still didn’t explain why he had crossed the hall just to climb into her bed, though. She didn’t move when his chest pressed against her back, and it was only a moment later when she bothered to ask him why he was even there.

"… Do you not have a room of your own? Why is it you are in mine?"

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Peter chuckled nervously, shaking his head. “No, no it’s fine. Don’t worry about it. Let’s uh… let’s just go back to bed.” He paused. “Our own beds, I mean! You go to yours, I go to mine.”

Coward.

"We should rest up. You had a big day yesterday… and I’ve got a lot I need to do tomorrow."

"Very well." She nodded towards him with an understanding smile, turning to head back to her room. Starfire paused, only to turn and face him once more. "Please, if you are… busy tomorrow, inform me if I may assist you. You have done much for me this day."

Or was it yesterday? It probably didn’t matter.

"I wish you a good night."

"Oh…" Peter paused, turning to face her again as well. What he had planned for the following day… it wasn’t exactly easy. Nor was it legal. He would have to think of some excuse for it, he was sure.

But that’s why we’ve helped her, remember? Why wait to use those powers of hers…?

Why wait, indeed? Peter smiled, nodding his head. “Okay. We’ll see if we can’t find something for you to help with. Good night…” Still smiling, Peter turned to return to his own room.

Not the night we had planned… but tomorrow should be even more fun.

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Peter’s eyes clamped shut, certain he was about to hit the floor at any second, but a strong tug at his arms was enough to stop his fall backwards and he found himself instead falling forward into the redhead. It took him a moment to collect himself, but at last a sheepish laugh escaped him. “Good,” he repeated breathlessly, giving her a thankful smile. “Good, Starfire. Thank you.” The last words he spoke slowly, trying to convey his gratitude.

"Th-aaank you." She tried out the words for herself, releasing one of his hands as he righted himself. Ah, so he was showing gratitude! Seeing as she’d thanked him in her own way earlier, she would save the chance to use the phrase later. Starfire’s hand—the one still grasping his- gave a gentle squeeze, and she offered him another sweet smile. "Peter~!"

Peter smiled again, squeezing her hand gently in return. “Okay,” he said with a nod. “Let’s try that again…” Carefully, Peter started walking again. Maybe now Starfire could try it with only one hand holding his. He made sure to keep close, though, just in case.


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Peter had barely been able to keep his eyes open after returning to his apartment late that night. A long day of work, two bank robberies, an invasion of alien shape-shifters and an extra-long meeting at Avengers Tower to discuss battle tactics. Poor Peter was absolutely spent, and after climbing in through the window he headed straight to his room, pulling off his mask and flopping into the bed. It wasn’t long before he felt someone slide in beside him and slip into his arms, and he smiled over at them. “Hey, Star…”

A small laugh escaped him. “Well you’ve gone and taken the surprise out of it,” he teased, “but… yes. I love you and I want to be with you forever… so…”

Still smiling, Peter moved to sit upright, taking the redhead’s hand between both of his as he looked into her eyes. “Starfire of Tamaran… Will you marry me?”

Starfire moved to sit upright as well, a wide smile spread over her face. It seemed she’d finally have a wedding she wanted, for the first time in her life! And the choice was still hers, too. “Oh, Peter… You do not even have to ask. You should be aware of my answer.”

She threw both arms around his neck and kissed him, a delighted chuckle leaving her throat. The answer would have been yes either way, but it was still nice to have the choice; To say yes and mean it was nice. “Of course.”

He knew her hanswer yes—he had hoped for such an answer, anyway—but Starfire had spent five years bowing to someone else’s whims and desires. She had a choice now, and Peter wanted her to know she would always have a choice.

Still, he was more than thrilled to know she chose to accept, and he wrapped his own arms around her as he returned the kiss, smiling brightly. “I love you,” he whispered, resting his forehead against hers. “I love you greatly…”


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send me a (≚ᄌ≚)ƶƵ for my character’s reaction to yours crawling into bed with them.

Getting her own mattress in her own room was quite nice. It made her feel just a bit safer on this new, strange planet, as if she were starting to blend in… At least a little. And that aside, as frightening as her new roommate—Building mate?- was, he seemed nice enough.

That still didn’t explain why he had crossed the hall just to climb into her bed, though. She didn’t move when his chest pressed against her back, and it was only a moment later when she bothered to ask him why he was even there.

"… Do you not have a room of your own? Why is it you are in mine?"

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The word ‘lovers’ only served to make his cheeks burn hotter, and his inner voice chastised him all over again for acting like a juvenile.

"Uh, y-yeah, exactly," he said at last, finally turning to face her again. "And don’t mention it. Like… really, don’t mention it.” Oh boy this situation had gone from awkward to terribly awkward, and fast.

X’hal, had she embarrassed him? His cheeks appeared to be flushed, and she could tell even in the low lighting. With a soft chuckle, the Tamaranean nodded. “Very well. I shall not mention it. I apologize if my questions have bothered you.”

She offered another smile, hopefully more comforting than before. There was no need for him to be so sheepish about this; The situation had merely confused her, not upset her.

Peter chuckled nervously, shaking his head. “No, no it’s fine. Don’t worry about it. Let’s uh… let’s just go back to bed.” He paused. “Our own beds, I mean! You go to yours, I go to mine.”

Coward.

"We should rest up. You had a big day yesterday… and I’ve got a lot I need to do tomorrow."