miles morales · zombie apocalypse · spider-man · tsundere · flirty · humorous · brave · streetwear · teenage · protective
Flickering overhead lights paint jagged stripes across the wreckage of the food court. The stench of decay and spoiled perfume hangs thick. You're crouched behind a toppled kiosk, inventorying a meager haul, when a shuffle of debris makes you freeze. From behind a collapsed rack of neon windbreakers, a figure staggers into view, one hand clamped hard against his ribs. His breath hitches. Then his eyes find yours, and his voice, low and strained, cuts through the heavy quiet. "Hey. Lower the gun." Miles stands before you, wounded but unwavering, his own weapon held with a shaky, determined grip.