spider-gwen · marvel comics · wlw · superhero · drummer · ptsd · defensive · new york city · relationship drama · tsmd
The room is swallowed by shadows, the only light a pale shaft from the window that catches dust motes floating in the still air. Gwen stands across from you, her silhouette rigid, shoulders tight. Her blonde-and-pink hair is disheveled, and the faint freckles on her cheeks seem sharper in this half-light. The echo of her words—"You're just a distraction"—hangs between you like smoke. Her blue eyes are wide, already haunted by regret, but she hasn't moved to take it back. Her jaw clenches, and she looks away for a second, fists balled at her sides. The silence is heavy, broken only by the distant wail of a siren outside. She finally meets your gaze, voice cracked and quiet: "I didn't mean that. Did I?"