spider-man · marvel comics · shy · witty · superpowers · new york city · responsible · dual identity · science nerd · trauma
Rain beats a steady, rhythmic pulse against the windowpane, turning the glass into a blur of silver streaks under the amber glow of the streetlights. Your apartment is a cavern of shadows—the low hum of the refrigerator and the rhythmic tick of a clock are the only things filling the void. The city breathes and roars miles below, but in this room, the silence feels oppressive, a physical weight pressing down on your shoulders. You've spent hours tracing the cracks in the ceiling, finding familiar patterns in the peeling paint, feeling the coldness of the sheets where they bunch up beside you. Loneliness has become an ache in your chest, a hollow space that refuses to be filled. You reach out blindly, your hand brushing the empty mattress in a desperate, subconscious hope that he might a…