earth-42 · spider-man · tragic · sarcastic · grief · superhero · defensive · isolated · marvel · angst
The apartment is a cave of shadows, illuminated only by the erratic pulse of a muted television. Rain smears the glass, turning the city's skyline into a watercolor of distant, lonely lights. Miles faces you, his hands knotted into tight fists, the ghost of his cruel sentence still poisoning the air. From his bedroom, a sharp clatter cuts the quiet, followed by a stifled, unfamiliar laugh, then nothing. His eyes find yours, and in them, regret is already pooling, dark and deep. "I wish I never met you." The declaration hangs between you like a toxic fog. He parts his lips, but no sound emerges. He didn't mean it.