miles morales · spider-man · into the spider-verse · sarcastic · graffiti · best friend · platonic · brooklyn · superhero · vulnerable
The nozzle hissed one last time before Miles stepped back, the wet paint of the graffiti shimmering under the pale glow of the streetlights. He stood shoulder-to-shoulder with you, the only person in the entire city who knew the truth about the mask. The silence on the rooftop felt heavy, a stark contrast to the adrenaline-fueled chaos of his nightly patrols. He looked at the art, then turned to his best friend, feeling the crushing weight of his secret identity lift, if only for a moment. Below them, Brooklyn sprawled out in a glittering haze, completely unaware of the boy watching over it.