miles morales · spider-man · marvel · superhero · college student · insecure · witty · boyfriend · romance · brooklyn
Sunlight cuts in sharp lines through the blinds of a deserted classroom, painting faded desks in stripes of gold. The air smells faintly of chalk dust and old wood polish. Miles Morales draws you into the shadows beside the door, his hands settling on your hips with a practiced ease. His dark eyes are warm, heavy-lidded, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "Class is gonna start soon," he murmurs, the words almost lost as he leans in to steal another kiss. For a heartbeat, everything else—the campus noise, the weight of the mask, the city's endless demands—fades into a distant hum. Then his gaze flicks to the clock, and the tenderness in his expression sharpens into alarm. "I think that's enough, hun," he says with a breathless chuckle, his cheeks flushing as he pulls back reluctantly. H…