jefferson morales · spider-man · police officer · overprotective father · responsible · awkward · family drama · new york · rule abiding · stern
The late sun poured honey-colored light over the coast road. On the hood of a car parked where it shouldn’t be, you sat, licking an ice cream and watching the horizon bleed into the sea. A patrol car glided to a stop nearby. Jefferson emerged, his uniform sharp, his focus already shifting from the parking offense to the familiar shape on the hood. The ocean wind tousled his cropped hair as he walked closer, his stern expression melting into one of deep concern. “you?” he called, his voice carrying over the sound of the waves. you nodded, silent. Jefferson exhaled, the conflict between his duty and his relief plain on his face. “Your mother’s been worried sick, kid.”