#sitsv

— MasterList!

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: Miles has been caught up with his Spider-Man duties and in result, has forgotten all about you. Will you guys be able to work it out?

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: Swearing? Angsty? Idk fr nothing really.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: Miles Morales x female reader.

𝗔/𝗡: Hope you like it, feels kinda cringey to me…

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All week you had been avoiding the Spider-man, Miles Morales. Your Boyfriend.

He never made time for you. And sure, you knew what it meant to be him, the obstacles he was hurtling daily, the responsibility. Of course, you knew. You were so understanding, so supportive that it hurt.

It wasn't until he started to forget important things. Like your birthday, anniversary’s, family dinners things like that is how you got here. He started pulling away and in turn, so did you. It took Miles a week to notice while the whole time it had been three months of that behavior from him.

One night while doing your homework, face buried deep in your textbook for Financial algebra. You got a text message from him. Your eyes double over in size as you read who the text was from, no way it was him. You unlocked your phone and it was him saying he was coming over with just a period at the end. No heart no emoji, no nothing.

But that stupid period.

You didn't let the message phase you, it wasn't the first time he said he would be coming over then he never showed. So you went back to your work. Completely erasing him from your mind.

An hour later you get a knock on your dorm door and roll your eyes back in your head, thinking it's your roommate and they forgot their key again.

You're surprised when you open your door to find your boyfriend drenched in rain, his clothes sticking to his skin. He looked up at you and your eyes locked for the first time in months you couldn't help but feel weak in the knees for him.

But you wouldn't dwell on that, he was not getting off the hook like that, no way. You harden your gaze at him and he just stares. His words got lost in his throat until, "Why are you avoiding me?" He asked in a small voice.

The answer you got was not what you wanted, was not what you expected. It just fueled your anger.

Scoffing and muttering a harsh ‘I can't believe you’ under your breath. You go to close the door in his face when his fast reflexes kick in and his foot stops it. You groan in frustration. "Miles just leave!" Turning away from the door letting it go, knowing Miles the way you do you know there was no way in stopping him from coming in.

"Y/N, you need to tell me what's wrong." You give him a look at his choice of words, "S-So I can fix it!" He then says frantically, panic overtaking his features. "No." Is all you say and Miles's jaw drops, you had never said no to him, at least not like that? Not with such malice and resentment. What had he done to you?

You sat down at your desk to get back to work, "Can you leave? I have homework." You sat down at your desk and looked back at him, like he was a stranger. And fuck, he would be lying if he said it didn't hurt him.

"No, Amor we need to—"

Not even giving him a chance to finish you jump out of your seat hands slamming down on your desk, "fine! I'll go then!" And off you went. Towards the door and slipping on your shoes not even caring about the rain enough to get a coat, you just needed to get away from him. This was too much all at once.

Miles watched you go. And it was as if something snapped in him as you closed the door. You were upset, yes, but that doesn't mean you had to act like this. You were being unreasonable and Miles felt like he was losing it. “She can’t be serious.” Rushing after you he slammed your door behind you and marched outside, you on his mind.

He pushed the building doors open and there he found you standing in the rain, cold and soaked. But that wasn't what caught his attention it was your hushed sobs barely noticeable. Good thing he had super hearing.

It was then that he felt his anger for you diminish into nothing but ash, it was like someone poured water over a lit candle. He was a fucking idiot. Whatever he did had you crying out in the cold rain.

And he hated himself for doing that to you.

Miles finally got out of his head and rushed up to you, your back was to him but he could still see you shivering under the dark sky and bright lights of new york. Miles wasn't sure what had you so upset, but he knew he wanted to be the one to comfort you.

He had this intense urge to grab you and hold you and tell you he loved you and that he’ll make sure everything will be okay.

He wishes he had a jacket to give you.

"This isn't going as planned." He worked up the courage to finally say behind you, he heard you sniff.

"What isn't going the way you planned?" You questioned wiping at your wet eyes a mixture of rain and your tears on the back of your hands.

"I'm so fucking sorry, Y/N." He breathed out. Sadness takes over his voice as he reached his hand out to wipe the tears falling from your precious face. Taking a step back you don’t let him comfort you.

The air around you guys was thick. It was heavy and it was hard to breathe. Closing your eyes you finally caved. "Miles you ignored me, for months." When the words left your lips he felt his heart stop. You turn to face him and the look on your face breaks his heart, finishing the job. You were so torn, so distraught over him, over something he did to you.

You whimper at the sight of him and a moment later your eyes burst like a flood. Miles has to hold back from crying himself once he hears the sorrow that's been hidden within you.

He’s never seen this side of you. The devastation must be too much that you can't hide it anymore he thought, because it was.

How could he ever forgive himself?

"Y/N, I love you so much please never doubt that. I'm so sorry." He stepped towards you and you shook your head putting a hand out in front of you to keep the distance.

Mumbling a ‘I can't’ closing your eyes. This whole thing has exhausted you, at this point you weren’t mad at him anymore. You were just tired. So tired. You were more disappointed than mad now.

You go to walk away with the shake of your head, just wanting to go back to the comfort of your room and sleep off the rest of the day, like you always did.

"I am really fucking in love with you."

When it’s those words that make you stop mid step. It takes you a while to process the words. What they mean, why he said them. It catches you off guard at first. You turn around to look him in the eyes, about to dismiss what he claimed. But the severity behind his words, the seriousness his eyes held, how raw and uncut his eyes looked. He looked down at you like you were the air he needed to breathe.

And in a way you were. He needed you.

No one had ever looked at you how Miles Morales was.

That was the first time he told you he loved you.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, your mouth going dry you shake your head eyes closing than opening, you couldn’t believe he said that, "W-What?" You finally let out. After standing there in the quite for so long.

He takes another step and this time you don't stop him. "I...I love you. And I know you're mad at me. And I know I don't deserve anything from you." Miles stopped. His eyes closed and he looked down at you with a look you couldn't read. "I put that distance between us to protect you. I'd rather let the world burn than put you in any danger." He finishes reaching for your hands.

And for some reason you believe him. You believe him because Miles Morales doesn’t lie to you. And because Miles Morales loves you. He loves you.

"I don't expect you to say anything. And I don't expect you to feel the same way. Believe me when I tell you I understand why you don't. You have the kindest heart, Y/N." He rambled on and on but you let him you wanted to know exactly how he felt, how he felt about you. You finally got what you wished for. Communication.

"You're more than anything I could've asked for, more than I'd ever deserve—" But it was that sentence that irked you, he can’t possibly be serious, right?

“You have no idea how much you mean to me!” You shouted out interrupting him. You weren’t going to let this slide is this how he thought of you? He put you on a pedestal that you didn’t deserve, that you didn’t ask for.

Squeezing his hand's, eyes shutting as you looked down to the side you finish what you’re trying to convey to him. "Whenever I was around you all I wanted to do was let go of everything. My responsibilities, my thoughts, my worries. I wanted to get lost in you in the best way possible..."

You trail off getting lost in thought but Miles pulls you back by the touch of his two fingers hooking under your chin, gently and guiding your face back to his. Upon opening your eyes dark brown ones stare right back at you with a love you can't find words to describe swarming through them.

"Please don't ever think you're undeserving of love, Miles. Because you're one of the strongest people I know."He lets out a long sigh just captivated by you, "I think of you so much it drives me crazy." And he did. He truly did.

His hands still holding yours pull you closer. His large hands circled your waist, his touch was warm despite the rain that soaked your clothing.

You instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck, attempting to bring his body even closer. And it was his lips that took your breath away. The way they crashed into your own with such a passionate force that you nearly fell over if it hadn't had been for his arms holding your smaller frame up. It was like a wave touching shore for the first time, a rush.

But this was different from your other kisses with the famous web-slinger, it felt real. Like all the barriers, all the obstacles that blocked you two were washed away. You weren't sure what your future would be like but you did know that you could see yourself with him. Living with him. Making memories. Loving him relentlessly.

The way he kissed you with such devotion but held your face so gently made your stomach flutter. He was amazing. In every possible way. Everything about Miles felt right.

Pulling away was the hard part.

Resting your forehead on his you catch your breath. "I just wanted to keep you safe." Miles starts, "I don't know what I would do if something were to happen to you." He never wanted to think like this, think about this. But this is what you need from him right now. If him talking about your safety was what it took to get you to stay than he would gladly do so.

He would do anything you asked him. Even if that meant destroying himself from the inside out just to see you smile, because to him at the end of the day anything was worth it if he got to see a smile on your face. Anything.

“You'll always be worth it to me. I think you're worth the world. Worth everything. I'd go to the end of the earth to make sure you're taken care of, Y/N.”

You attempted to look away but his grip tightens around your chin so you couldn't. "There are times where it's hard for me to look anywhere else but at you." Your beauty was something Miles could never put into words, no matter how many times he’s tried, how many times he thought about it.

“Eres hermosa mi amor.” But for now he’ll settle for this until he can find the right words to express just how deeply he’s enthralled by you.

"Miles..."

He stops you with his lips and you can't help but kiss back, completely smitten by Miles Morales. He ran his hands through your hair to hold the back of your neck, keeping you close. It was such a protective, soft gesture that made your heart flutter.

Pulling away this time proved to be a struggle when Miles's lips just kept chasing your own. It wasn't till you said, "I love you," That got him to stop.

"You're incredible, Y/N. Being here with you ... it feels more like a dream than reality. Good things don't usually happen to me, but somehow you did. And I'll be damned if I ever let you slip away again."

You give him that smile that he loves so much. And it’s then he only had one thought in his head.