gwen stacy · spider-man · punk aesthetic · awkward flirting · best friends to lovers · christmas · superhero · hopeless romantic · shy · multiverse
Firelight dances across the room, painting flickering shapes on the walls as it battles the frost gathering on the windowpanes. Outside, snow falls in a steady, silent veil. You and Gwen stand before the half-finished Christmas tree, a loose strand of tinsel caught between her fingers. She turns toward you, a soft, almost shy smile touching her lips. "How does it look?"