Nebula is my favorite MCU female character. I'm simply infatuated with her, so I decided to help her out with a story about receiving something she desperately needs and deserves.
This is also the longest and (IMHO) the best story that I have ever written, so enjoy it, because I enjoyed writing it! \m/
The (mostly) restored Guardians of the Galaxy have departed from Earth after the brutal battle with Thanos and contributing to his ultimate defeat.
The team is now bolstered by the additions of Thor and Nebula, although the absence of Gamora weighs heavily on all their hearts. Of course, none more so than Peter Quill, aka: Star-Lord.
Nebula couldn't help but notice how her loss had changed him; he was now a sullen man, desperate to find Gamora ever since she returned from the past (albeit as she was before he first met her and thus, with no attachment to him...yet). He seemed consumed by his need to find her, and Nebula couldn't help but actually feel pity for the man.
Pity itself was a new emotion for her, as were most of these emotions and feelings that had recently surfaced. It seemed that Thanos's death had allowed her to finally begin developing emotionally; there was more to life than rage and vengeance....
...now there was room for caring, camaraderie, a sense of belonging...and -as she glanced over at Thor- attraction? These feelings were previously unknown to her, and in a past life, she would have denounced them as weaknesses. Looking at Thor now though, she couldn't help but feel drawn to this powerful man.
Even though he had let himself go as far as his appearance was concerned, she remembered how he had looked before Thanos had made his "snap"; he emanated masculinity and nobility simultaneously. She was in awe of his manliness, and now awe was free to evolve into attraction.
Then she saw her reflection in one of the panels and cursed herself for allowing herself to think that someone like Thor could ever return her affections, especially considering her appearance, so she shook her head and dismissed her wandering thoughts momentarily to concentrate on the ship's coordinates.
Thor was healing psychologically; their victory
had provided the necessary redemption for him, and thus, closure. Now he could concentrate on cleaning himself up and returning to his original form and start over with a new path that included these fascinating characters who called themselves "Guardians of the Galaxy".
Still, he was new to the team and along with his fellow new recruit Nebula, he resolved to step back and let events take their course. If Star-Lord was set on finding Gamora, then Thor God of Thunder would be there along with Nebula to support him.
There was Nebula in his thoughts again; he found himself fascinated by the unfortunate state of that woman. So dark and brooding, so damaged physically and psychologically, yet inexplicably compelling!
He looked at her sitting across and in front of him, staring silently into space (literally) and noticed that in spite of her cybernetic implants and lack of hair, she had a lovely feminine figure and quite a nice behind. Her wide hips hung over the edges of her narrow seat just a bit, further accentuating her hourglass figure.
The more he thought about Nebula, the more he found himself attracted to her. He wanted to help her and show her that life had some great experiences to offer, that it wasn't all pain and hurt and rage.
Then at that moment, he saw her shake her head as if bringing herself back from wherever her mind had been wandering, only to look down at her control panel. Suddenly, her head snapped up and she turned her head just enough to glance over her shoulder at him for a second. Her large black eyes met his gaze, then widened and looked fearful for an instant before quickly turning back toward her control station.
He had seen that reaction many times before during his days as a bachelor in Odin's palace; that look of incredulousness, as if she couldn't believe that he was actually looking at her.
Poor Nebula..."yes.." he thought to himself, "I will help her become a real woman."
Nebula couldn't concentrate on her readouts because she felt that nagging sensation on the back of her neck, someone was staring at her! A life of physical alterations courtesy of her "father" had left her with an abysmal self-image, and a sensitivity to people staring at her, but who in this ship could be looking at her for so long?
Finally, she couldn't resist the urge to find out any longer, and glanced over her shoulder...and met HIS gaze! Nebula whipped her head forward again and sat there with her mouth open, her mind reeling from a whirlwind of mixed thoughts and emotions.
"Was he actually looking at me?? Yes he was, but why?? Does he have a mind reading ability that I wasn't aware of?? If so, I will be
absolutely mortified!! Wait...no he can't have that power, we all would have known about it by now. Still, why was he staring at me?? He looks so handsome...ugh I look like a monster, there's no way he could ever be interested in someone who looks like me, he could have any woman!! Ok get yourself together, Nebula. The mission is more important!"
She realized that she was clenching her fists, and immediately relaxed them and unconsciously made a calming gesture with them.
Thor saw this and smiled. For all her fierce bravado, she was merely a frightened, insecure, and socially inexperienced girl. He found this to be extremely endearing and he resolved to develop his relationship with his new teammate at his first opportunity.
They had been cooped up in the Benatar for a week, and all Thor could do to alleviate the cabin fever was work out. Due to his Asgardian physiology, seven days of intense exercise and eating nothing but one ration a day was all he needed to regain his old powerful physique.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Nebula peeking glances at him more than once as he exercised. "Good. get an eyeful, girl." He thought.
