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Miles always thought he would share his first kiss with Gwen Stacy because that’s what made the most sense. They were friends who’ve crossed the line between friends and SO’s one too many times. They were the pair that everyone made jokes about. Ask Hobie ane Pav how often they gaslight their comrades when faced with dating rumors and accusations. Between holding hands, sharing hoodies, exchanging flirty messages/memes, hugging etc it’s no longer a question of if Gwen likes him back, but how can they move past just being friends. Miles isn’t desperate nor is he impatient or manipulative so you won’t catch him plotting to trap his friend into a relationship neither of them are sure they want, but he always thought his first kiss would be with her and that a kiss would be a redefining moment in thier slow budding romance …
So, if that was the case, can someone explain why Your Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman from Earth-1610 was here in a deserted corridor of Spider HQ locked lips with Spiderbyte. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to refer to her as ‘Margo’ considering his tongue is currently teasing her bottom lip, begging for entrance. How did we get to this point? He asked himself , but the thought quickly vanished as she placed her hand at the nape if his neck, pulling him in and granting his tongue entrance. Miles always thought movie actors who groaned during kissing scenes were just being extra for no reason , but if Ganke could hear him now, he’d never live it down. His senses were submerged in all that was Margo Kess. He could hear her occasional whimpers and the increase of her heart beat, his hands left her waist as he felt the soft curve of her body, and somehow he could smell a hint of shea butter and lavender honey. Miles’ entire soul and body was engulfed in a frantic, metaphoric flame and he suddenly didn’t need to breathe. Overcome by the need to feel her body flushed against his, Miles grabbed her waist again and attempted to pin her to the wall, but did we mention that they were in an open corridor? At Spider Headquarters? Where anyone can waltz in and witness the release of dopamine, oxytocin, and serotonin from these hormone rampant teens. Spiderpyte retracted her lips from his in an attempt to talk-
“Miles…” she let out in a breathy whisper. Oh lord, he almost lost it. With his lips no longer occupying hers, he immediately latched on to her cheek and jaw, not ready for his very first kiss to end.
“Miles.” This time, her voice was clearer and slightly more stern as he felt her attempting to remove herself from his grasp. Miles immediately let go and took in her appearance, scared he might have taken more than what he was permitted. He was relieved to see that not a trace of discomfort was apparent on her adorable visage. On the contrary, her cheeks were tinted red and her eyes , slightly dialated. Miles took a mental snapshot of her, knowing that he would draw from reference as soon as he got home.
“For someone who’s never kissed anyone, you’re really…” Margo trailed off as her blush became more visible on her dark skin. Ah, yes. That’s how they got to this point. Miles met Spyderbyte a couple of months ago when he was first inducted into the Spider Society. The spark he felt was onsite and he knew she felt it as well. Weeks passed and he noticed she was a whole vibe. She was sweet, witty, stylish , but she- just like everyone else- treated him like he belonged to Gwen. He was robbed of a proper chance with the precious avatar. That didn’t stop him from flirting with her though and it didn’t stop her from basking in his attention. They’re most recent flirty encounter was what probably led to the two sucking each other’s face off.
“Stop capping. You did not have your first kiss at eight years old”
“It was a dare, plus you need to worry about your own experience or lack there of. “
“Well damn… 😅
“I’m just saying with all the social interaction your dimension has, I’m surprised your lips are still unclaimed 🧐 “
“If everyone in my dimension was as fly as you, it’d be a different story 😉😘
“Oh my god. Shut up 🤭
“Make me 😏
They looked at each other and before Miles knew it her body slotted into his so seamlessly. He wasn’t sure who moved first, but that didn’t matter, neither did the chopped cheese that he dropped on the pristine corridor floor
Miles shouldn’t be shocked that he shared his first kiss with Margo. It made sense. However, in his defense - he and Gwen would flirt circles around each and neither of them made such bold move to kiss the other. He thought it was normal .
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“It’s not normal, dude!” Pav pinched the bridge of his nose “Why torture yourself like that?”
“It’s not torture!” Miles defended “I was ok with our relationship dynamic”
“Was…” Hobie drawled.
Miles ran to the two once Margot got pulled away by her mother. He used to use the phrase ‘I don’t kiss and tell’ often, but in hindsight- he was a liar. His first kiss occurred approximately eleven minutes ago and he immediately told his friends.
“It’s just that…” Miles ran a hand down his face “It’s hard… y’know .. not knowing where you stand with someone you care about. I have to know what’s going through her mind right now”
“So which one are you in a relationship with? Gwen or Margo?” asked the spiderman from Mumbattan
“Neither”
“Which one do you want?” asked Hobie
“Both, maybe “
“You can be with both, of course! Each of them would just have to-
“No, its not like that.” Miles explained “ That’s not me at all
“Well it sounds like you need to hop of the fence, mate
“May I suggest an hour or two of guided meditation?
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After 30 minutes of sitting on his bed, meditating with the guidance of some lady on Youtube, Miles decided his mind simply won’t shut up long enough to see the practice through. He thought about Margo and what he would say to her tomorrow. He knows she enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, but he was terrified. He realized that if Gwen called him right now and asked to keep their relationship friendly (no flirting or unnecessary touching) he wouldn’t be disappointed . He valued her friendship above anything , but Margo? That’s what had him shitting bricks. Talking about the kiss was a must, but if she curves him tomorrow? If she doubles back or puts him back in the friend zone for whatever reason - he wouldn’t recover. The ghost of her kiss still lingered on his lips. No doubt he would go to bed tonight dreaming about it. Imagine being kissed within an inch of your life (by a baddie need he mention!) only to be faced with the possibility of being rejected the next day. He’d be crushed. Miles was usually honest with himself and he can honestly say, it would be impossible to be ‘just friends’ with Margo. He admired everything about her and after that life-giving kiss, he might have fallen a little bit in love with the dark-skinned cyberhero. Miles turned in that night silently wishing that Uncle Aaron was still around.
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Miles was on a mission. He had no time for frayed nerves or doubtful thoughts, but being in this different dimension wasn’t helping his anxiety. It was seven o’clock on the dot ans Spiderman was currently sitting in an empty McDonalds of earth-22191. She wasn’t lying-almost everyone was inside on their VR headsets. Even the one cashier put his headset back on after giving Miles his fries. He’d never seen a Brooklyn so… barren. Miles skipped going to Nueva York today. He needed to ensure the next time he saw Margo, they would be alone and she would be in a more relaxed state. So he figured, why not pull up to her crib? He walked down the block to the row of brownstones where he was about 70% sure she lived. He skimmed the collection of homes and looked for some type of sign. Almost every single window emited a cool colored light . ‘How am I gonna finesse this?’ Miles felt a tingling sensation at the back of his cranium just as he passed townhouse number 14 and sure enough, he looked up to see a window with an i ❤️ Fritos sticker on the bottom corner. Spiderman shot a web at the space near her window and flung himself up -feet firmly planting on the sill. As he peered into her bedroom, he noticed that her room was one of the few that wasn’t illuminated in technological lighting. All of her devices were off and fushia ocean waves from a projector danced across her walls . Suddenly , the object of Miles’ affection stormed into the room. She grabbed the door handle with such ferocity, he thought she would slam it, but ended up closing it quietly. With her eyes closed, she took a few calming breaths. Unfortunately for Margo, her breath escaped her once more as she opened her eyes to see the boy from another dimension on her window sill. Confusion flashed across her ingenue - ish face and she hastily opened the window.
“What the hell are doing here, Miles?
Her tone of voice was disbelieving and scandalized . Miles let out a sigh of relief. He’d take that over ‘annoyed and disgusted’ any day.
“ I was in the neighborhood. I hope this wasn’t a bad time to swing by” he joked
A slight smile replaced the look of trepidation on Margot’s face and she stepped away from the window, allowing the boy entry. Miles slid through her window with ease and took in the comforting aroma of shea butter and lavender.
“Nice fit,”
Miles preened as she not so subtly admired his casual attire. He forgot, they only saw each other in their suits .
“Please,” Margo said gesturing to her gaming chair “Make yourself at home”
Miles sat as she made sure to lock the door. He watched as she sat across from him on the edge of her full-sized bed
“I really am sorry if this was bad time-“
“Don’t worry about it. I was gonna turn in anyway.” She looked down at her oversized adidas night shirt. I’m more shocked than inconvenienced, just so you know
“Yeah…. “ Miles rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “I couldn’t make it to Headquarters today, so sorry if you missed me”
The laugh Margo let out was so euphonious, he wasn’t sorry about his stupid comment . ‘SoRRy iF yOu mISsed mE ’ faceass.
“Actually, I wasn’t there either“ Margo admitted .
“Oh so you were avoiding me?” Miles feigned offense
“My dad fell down the stairs earlier and my mom refused to take him to the hospital, so I ended up having to” she said with a shrug
‘Just gon head and pack it up, Miles’
He ignored his intrusive thoughts. He was here for one thing and that was the amazing girl in front if him. He just didn’t know her family dynamic was this troubled.
“I’m so sorry-“
“Please, don’t worry about it-“
“I came here because I really needed to talk to you “ the words came out rushed “We kissed yesterday. I need to know what it meant for you”
Margo was taken aback by the rawness and pleading in his voice and she had to take a second to find hers. Miles leaned forward and continued to speak
“Cause for me, all the feelings I had when I first saw you came rushing back- I don’t know how it didn’t happen sooner. I need to know how you feel because can’t go back to acting like I don’t want you”
Margo felt her face heat up. Living in this isolating dimension, she never thought anyone would feel so deeply for her, but of course the boy from earth-1610 is laying his heart out for her to claim. How could she not take it? But Margo was chill and witty so in response, she smiled and cooly said
“I would never expect you to,” the light that appeared in his eyes put her soul at ease. “If you want to claim me as your girlfriend just say that,”
“I-I want to claim you as my girl-“
She grabbed the sides of his face tenderly and sighed as her lips met his. He habitually placed his hands on her waist, but made no move to deepen the kiss. He was able to convey his fondness and contentment just like this. He wasn’t as desperate as he was the first time because knew that there would be so much more where this came from. He’ll never be deprived of this kind of affection again. Margo was his now - it just made sense.