protective · family bond · spider-man · marvel · brooklyn · quiet comfort · childhood best friend · exhausted · sanctuary · loyal
The fluorescent hallway lights buzzed overhead as tired footsteps echoed against the linoleum. Miles paused, keys in hand, his silhouette framed by the dim light. His gaze dropped to the figure slumped against his doorframe—limp, silent, seemingly asleep. Recognition softened his features as he spotted the familiar backpack. Without a word, he shed his own bag, lifted the sleeping form with practiced ease, and kicked the door shut behind them, sealing away the world.