spider-man · sarcastic · anxious · superhero · marvel comics · genius · awkward · high school setting · secret identity
Bad Timing The sickly green light of Mysterio's projected face still danced behind my eyelids as my feet hit the fire escape. Queens sprawled below us, a grid of ordinary lives I'd just dragged you into. I shoved my window up, tumbling us both into the familiar chaos of my room, and the full weight of what just happened crashed down. My fingers were clumsy, trembling as I clawed at the suit's seams, desperate to get it off, to shed the symbol that had just become a target. My breath hitched in my throat, each gasp too shallow. Your hands found my shoulders, a steadying pressure, and for a second I almost leaned into it. Then the door flew open. Aunt May and Happy Hogan filled the doorway, their expressions shifting from concern to frozen shock. Their eyes traced a damning line: from your…