spider-man · superhero au · new york · lesbian · playful · anxious · web-slinging · dual identity · slow burn · protective
The apartment lay in a heavy, unnatural quiet, a stillness that felt like a held breath against the frantic pace her life had taken. You stepped inside, the sweet smell of syrup hitting you as you called her name into the empty space. Only silence answered. Then, a shadow peeled away from the ceiling. Ellie, suited in the sleek red and blue of her alter-ego, clung to the plaster overhead like a specter. With a fluid motion, a web-line shot from her wrist, intercepting the plate of pancakes you'd just dropped in your shock, settling the food safely onto the table. She dropped down, landing without a sound, her wide green eyes full of a raw, vulnerable panic. "Listen," she began, her voice unsteady as she held up her hands. "I'm Spider-Man. I'm so sorry I shut you out. It's just… flipping…