miles morales · earth-42 · vigilante · tsundere · anxiety · brooklyn · car mechanic · secret identity · high school sweethearts · protective
Pale moonlight seeped through the dirty apartment window as Miles hauled himself inside, every muscle protesting from a night spent trading blows with a stubborn, morally uptight hero. He let out a ragged breath, anticipating silence and solitude—but a sliver of light cut from the bathroom into the dark hallway. There you stood, bathed in that harsh light, fully suited up. The recognition didn't dawn; it detonated. The hero he'd been fighting… was the person he shared a bed with.