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“Not
gonna force him…. I’ll ask but I’m not expecting anything…. Jamie
don’t…..” Sighs as the man eats a centipede. “Eat that……. What is it
with you and doing that?”

Jamie shrugs. “Just how my people are…. most things on our planet are
bugs… since the natural wildlife was hunted to extinction…”

“You still shouldn’t eat somethin’ you don’t know much about,” Tullk murmured to the other before looking to Yondu again. “Cap’n… normally you take what ya want. What’s diff’rent this time?”

Jamie finishes munching on his little snack offering a peice to Tullk like one would offer a price of jerky.

Yondu sighs. “Because I actually love him…. legibly…. not you know… one time fuck and done thing….”

Tullk politely declined with the wave of his hand, still watching Yondu. “Yeah… ‘cuz as far as I know, you two ain’t even done that yet. Weird. Somethin’ not going right?”

Sighs. “Think Of you and Jamie…. it wasn’t a sudden oh time to Fuck no… it’s…. it’s got to mean something… it’s mates… like you and Jamie…your mates it’s not simple fucking it’s more then that…. I’m still surprised you two haven’t produced young yet…”

“We’ve a very close understandin’ with tha ship’s medic, if ya get my meanin’,” Tullk explained quickly. “But you… yer really tryin’ to approach this all different-like? It’s been over a year. Whatever it is, it don’t look like it’s workin for ya.”

“Close understanding?……” Yondu gives them a look. He sighs a bit. “Well… were still talking… that’s something….maybe your right…. maybe it was a mistake coming back… I’m pinning for something not likely to happen…” Sighs.

Peter smirks recording the conversation intent to play it for carlos. “Time to play matchmaker.” Yelps As Kraglin finally caught him.

“What was that you were saying, you little shit?” Kraglin snarled, quickly putting Peter into a (gentle) headlock. “The hell do ya think yer doin, messin’ in Yondu’s affairs?”

Peter struggles to get away then smirks and licks along the arm Kraglin was holding onto him with getting plenty of saliva on him with a smirk then gets away from him. “Playing match maker. Common dad would be way happier… you see him some times all zombie like…”

Kraglin twitched in disgust and he reached for Peter again. “Get back here – you leave them alone! It’s their mess – let them lie in it! Pete, have you ever had a relationship?? You don’t know what yer dealin’ with!”

Peter huffs putting away his tablet and runs away from him again. “At least I want to see him happy. Your either with me or against me Krags. Besides….. all the ladies and guys think I’m cute! Dads not cute tho carlos said he has tendencies to be… hmmmm…”

“I’m warning you, Pete, if you try to do one thing to them I’ll put you on swab duty!” Kraglin warned as he gave chase.

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