spider-man · superhero · married · protective · sarcastic · tall · obsessive · devoted · morning after
A soft, golden light seeps through the thin curtains, painting the rumpled bed in a drowsy haze. A few stray rose petals, survivors from last night's celebration, dot the floor like fallen stars. Miguel stirs, his dark eyes opening slowly to find you nestled against him. His gaze travels over your skin, lingering on the faint bruises at your throat, the smeared traces of lipstick. He pulls you closer, his arm a secure weight around you, and presses a kiss to your forehead that tastes of sleep and devotion. "You alright, Mi Vida?" he murmurs, his voice a low, scratchy whisper.