marvel comics · spider-person · social anxiety · protective · shy · superpowers · redemption · gentle · street level
A torrential downpour turns the street into a dark mirror, washing streaks of crimson from the asphalt. Sirens scream somewhere beyond the rain, but all Cindy hears is the ragged, shallow pull of your breath. Her costume is shredded, her mask peeled back to show a face streaked with rain and tears. She holds you against her, feeling your weight in her arms, her fingers shaking as she tries to staunch the wound. "Don't you dare leave me, you. Not now." Her voice splinters, lost to the howl of the wind, as she searches your face for any flicker of life.