Let You Break My Heart Again
Pairing: Miles Morales x spider person reader
Summary: Takes place after ITSV but before ATSV. You and Miles had a plan to meet up but he blows you off so you confront him and you two fight.
Category: Angst
A/N: Yall I’ve never written fanfics before so pls don’t bully me. I also have no clue how to use Tumblr so pray for me.
One hour and fifty-three minutes. You waited one hour and fifty-three minutes for Miles on top of a building, in the cold weather, freezing. Only after that one hour and fifty-three minutes did you realize that he wasn’t coming.
‘What if something happened? What if the police scanner hadn’t picked up there was an accident yet? What if he’s hurt?’ You thought to yourself while pacing the roof.
You then decided the best option was to literally swing by his house and check on him.
Climbing over to his window, you peeked inside quickly to make sure it was clear to get a full look. But when you did, you saw Miles at his desk drawing in his notebook with his headphones on.
He caught the movement from the window and jumped when he saw you.
“God y/n, you scared me,” he said while opening his window to let you in.
“I scared you? Miles, I waited almost two hours for you. I thought something bad happened,” you all but yell, while taking your mask off and slipping into his room.
“Shit. Y/n Im so sorry. It totally slipped my mind.”
“I reminded you twice today at school.”
“I know and I’m sorry, I’ve just had a lot on my mind,” Miles explains while walking over to his bed and sitting.
“Like what? What were you doing that made you completely forget about me?” You ask, annoyed.
“I didn’t realize I had to tell you everything about my life now.”
“Miles. What where you doing?”
“..Drawing,” he says sheepishly, like he knows he’s been caught.
You decide not to respond, instead walking over to his notebook he had been working on and picking it up.
“Hey! Wait-“ He gets up and yells as he tries to get the book from you, but you interrupt him by putting a hand up.
Your heart drops into your stomach at the drawings inside. It’s all Gwen. You swallow the lump in your throat before speaking.
“I’m sorry that I’m not her.”
“This isn’t about Gwen, y/n.”
“Of course it’s about Gwen! Everything with you is about Gwen. You’re so goddamn obsessed with her that you can’t even spare me a text to tell me you’re blowing me off!”
“That’s not true! I swear, I just forgot. This has nothing to do with her. I was just-“
“Oh yeah, I remember now. You forgot because you were too busy drawing Gwen! God, she’s even all you draw,” you flip to another page of his notebook “Gwen,” another page, “Gwen.” More pages, “Gwen, Gwen, you and Gwen, Gwen, Gwen!” You yell flipping through the pages before giving up and shutting the book.
“What about me?” You ask, barely above a whisper.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you cared about being drawn so much,” Miles scoffs.
“Miles this isn’t about the drawings!” You shout.
“Then what is it about?!”
“It’s because-“ you cut yourself off. ‘It’s because I like you. Like-like you and you’re obsessed with Gwen the way I wish you were obsessed with me,’ is what you wish you could say.
Instead you look at him. He looks back, like he’s waiting for you to say something. Like he knows what you’re thinking and is just waiting for you to say it.
You sigh and put your mask back on while walking towards the window, “You’re right Miles. I’ll try not to care so much anymore.”
Slipping out the window and swinging away, you faintly hear Miles calling out to you, but you didn’t feel like talking anymore. The lump in your throat felt like it was drowning you and the headache from the unshed-tears felt like it could kill you.
Another a/n: I love Gwen I swear please forgive me.
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“ Golden Morning Skies ”
Character / Ship - Guy + Honey
Genre - Fluff
Link for this on AO3 if you'd prefer :3
Honey wouldn't consider themself a "morning person".
They weren't exactly a "night person" either. Though they enjoyed the silence (or what little silence they had left of the night without Guy's voice buzzing in their ear almost half of the time.) of the night, they wouldn't stay up all night just because they liked the silence. They just got up when they wanted or needed to. It wasn't much of a hassle, anyway. Waking up came easy to them. A warm shower and a cup of tea and they were already awake as ever.
Guy, though? not so much. He was definitely not a morning person, no matter what that headache of a man tells you.
The agitating noise of Honey's alarm blared into their ear, waking them from their slumber with a groan. Their hand moving up to rub the sleep away from their eyes. The movement and noise causes Guy to grumble, sleepily hiding his face into the back of Honey's neck. Honey lets out a yawn, opening their eyes and blinking for their eyes to adjust to the bright yellow rays that drew into their blinds. Honey's hand reaching for their phone to turn off their Alarm. Finally, Honey turns off their alarm. Taking in a sharp breath, Honey taps on the arm that was wrapped snuggly around their waist, causing a soft, muffled rumbling to emit from their lovers lips. "Guy, come on, get up, It's almost 9AM." Honey's voice came out raspier than it usually was. Guy's arms tightened around Honey, pulling them closer into his embrace.
"Honey.. You know how much I love it when you're bossy, But it's Saturday, can't we just stay in today?" Guy grumbled, his eyes still closed. Honey sighed, moving their body so that they were facing him, His arms still wrapped around them, squeezing them against him tightly.
Honey let out a soft sigh, maybe out of endearment? Or out of annoyance? They couldn't tell. Those two feelings merged as one as soon as they met Guy, honestly. "Yeah, But wouldn't you rather be up and eating breakfast with me instead?" They bargained, to no avail, only earning a soft chuckle and head shake from their Boyfriend.
"Nah. I like feeling you against me." Guy whispered, a familiar, mischievous look plastered on his face as his face pressed deeper into Honey's neck, basically nuzzling them.
"Guy."
Guy gave a soft giggle, a grin forming on his lips. "You against me with my hands, caressing your skin," Guy whispered, his hands slowly making their way under Honey's shirt.
"Guy, I know what you're doing."
"Under these soft, velvet duvet covers.."
"Guy."
"On a warm, autumn morning, on a saturday. Anything could happen, Honey.." Guy grinned, his face dangerously close to Honey's,
Just as Honey was about to say something in retaliation, Honey feels Guy's fingers start to tickle at their sides. Causing Honey to flinch. Their hands fly to Guy's wrists.
“Guy- no, stop- Stop that!” Honey yelped, in between their laughter as they attempted to push his hands away. Honey's laughter was contagious, causing laughter to erupt from Guy's throat as well. This continued on until Honey was red in the face and their lungs stung for air.
After a while of Guy's torment, to Honey's relief, He stops wriggling his fingers, though his hands never leave Honey's skin. Honey closed their eyes, smiling and catching their breath. "You're.. insufferable.. You know that?" Honey chuckled in between heavy breathing. Their cheeks still dusted a red hue from the amount of cackling and laughter they had just had. Guy chuckled along with them, his thumbs softly ghosting against Honey's side under the duvet.
"Yeah well," Guy started, one of his hands moving up to Honey's cheek while the other stayed planted on their Waistline, leaning in close to Honey. "I don't think you'd want it any other way, wouldnt’cha, Honey?" Guy chimed in a hushed tone before abruptly pressing his lips against Honey's. Honey's eyes widen in shock, before finally sinking into Guy and his touch. Their hands reaching up to cup his cheeks. Guy smiled against their lips, dimples forming on the corners of his own. After a long moment, Honey pulled away, a soft smile tugging at the sides of their lips from the soft, warm tingle that Guy's lips left behind on their own. The sun from outside of their window shone into their room behind Guy,
Honey always thought Guy looked pretty under the sun. Especially in the mornings. How the sun's bright yellow light would bounce off of Guy's skin, how it would make the brown in his hair more prominent. Or maybe guy was just pretty in general.
Honey's train of thought was cut off by a kiss on their cheek. Then another on the same cheek, then on the other, then on their forehead, then their nose, until their entire face was covered in Guy's soft pecks. "Alright, alright—! Get off- hey!" They groaned, pushing Guy off of them by his shoulders.
"Oh, grumble, grumble. Oh, my honey, my love, the light of my life, always so grumpy." Guy cooed at Honey with an exaggerated pout on his face. "Would a kiss make you feel better, hm? Or maybe.. something else? Ehh..?"—Guy wiggled his eyebrows in a joking manner, causing Honey's nose to scrunch up while they planted a hit to Guy's shoulder with an exasperated look.—"hey- OW—! Ow! okay, okay! I'm sorry..!" Guy yelped before his voice faded into giggles.
Honey then wrapped wrapped their arms around Guy, pulling him close into their warm embrace, taking Guy by surprise. Though, it didn't take long for him to sink into the warmth of his lover's touch. His own arms wrapping around Honey's shoulders, burying his face into the crook of Honey's neck.
Guy sighed. "I love you, honey." Guy whispered against Honey's skin, pressing a soft peck unto their neck.
"I love you too, Guy." Honey whispered in reply, pulling him in even tighter, allowing themselves to melt into their boyfriend's presence, leaning into his touch, whispering sweet nothings into each other's neck, with the occasional kiss against their skin.
Maybe Honey was a morning person after all.
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