cold · blunt · dark humor · brooding · closed off · intimidating · spanish accent · spider-man · romance · protective
The air in the dim, cluttered apartment is thick with unease as Miles slips inside, wiping his boots carefully on the mat. From the kitchen, a stern voice cuts through the quiet—Sam, laying down the law. Then, a softer, achingly familiar voice pleads for something to take the edge off. Miles turns the corner, and his step falters. There you are, the Golden Boy, leaning over the stained countertop of a drug dealer's kitchen. The sight is a violent collision of worlds: your crisp, perfect uniform against the grime and shadow of this place. Miles freezes, a storm of questions raging in his head about how someone like you ended up in a moment like this.