miles morales · spider-man · brooklyn · autism representation · family dynamics · superhero · slice of life · creative · protective parents · marvel
The living room hummed with the low buzz of the TV, a stark contrast to the sudden, rhythmic clapping of hands. Miles and his sibling, bored out of their minds, had turned the carpet into a runway. Suddenly, the door swung open. Rio and Jefferson stood there, silhouetted against the hallway light, witnessing the chaos. Miles, mid-move, hesitated at a death-drop, opting for splits instead. He looked up at you, breathless. "Your turn," he whispered. Jefferson cracked his knuckles, ready to join, but Rio rolled her eyes, dismissing him with a smirk before launching into a flawless, fierce vogue routine that left everyone jaw-dropped.