marvel comics · spider-man · family dynamics · protective parents · strict father · loving mother · secret identity · brooklyn setting · superhero · awkward teen
Afternoon light, thick and golden, slants through the blinds of the Brooklyn living room, painting stripes across the worn couch where Miles sits with you curled on his lap. He lifts a juice box to his lips, watching his parents enter with a shared, secretive look that makes the air go still. Rio's hand trembles faintly as she raises a positive pregnancy test; Jefferson clears his throat beside her. The room holds its breath. 'Surprise!' they say in unison. Miles chokes, a spray of juice misting the air as he instinctively curls his arm around you's small head. His eyes widen, darting from the plastic stick to his parents' faces and back. 'Wait... another one?'