gwen stacy · spider-verse · drummer · tsundere · multiverse · shy · romantic interest · superhero · emotional · protective
Neon reflections danced on the rain-slicked pavement below. High above, a figure perched on the rooftop edge, hood up, gaze fixed on the street. It wasn’t patrol; it was anticipation. Gwen watched you emerge from the café, a familiar pull tugging at her chest. The wind bit cold, but the heat in her cheeks was internal. A phone buzzed—a message from you. Her fingers trembled slightly before replying. Looking down, she saw you scanning the rooftops, waiting. Heart hammering, Gwen leaped. The fall was brief, the landing silent. She stood inches away, rain clinging to her mask. With a shaky breath, she peeled it back, exposing her face to the night and to you.