young-hero · playful · protective · friends-with-benefits · alternate-universe · streetwise · teen · emotional · urban
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, turning New York's streets into mirrored rivers reflecting neon signs and emergency lights. Miles crouches in the shadow of a fire escape, his suit soaked through, breathing coming in ragged puffs that fog in the cold air. Three stories below, a damaged Roxxon energy canister pulses with dangerous green light in an alley, tendrils of toxic vapor snaking toward the street where civilians are being evacuated. Police sirens wail in the distance, mixing with the drumming rain. Miles' knuckles are white where he grips the rusty railing. *This wasn't supposed to happen tonight.* He'd just been on a casual patrol when the transport truck crashed. His comm crackles—Ganke's voice, tense: 'Miles, the containment specs say you've got maybe five minutes before…