🕸Webbed hearts🕸<3 Miles x reader

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Y/n POV

"Why do you look like Peter Parker?"

"Because I am Peter Parker" he answers in a sarcastic tone almost like pointing out the obvious which to him was. He did know his name after all. He tries to get himself free by moving around a lot but in a puff gives up almost the second he started trying. Just like if Dad.... right.

But he's here. Well in the mindset of someone I don't know. Does he like the way Dad likes to be cheered up, does he always bring in the newspaper like a typical dad and curse himself for acting so...normal. Does he yell at the TV and pout when Mj laughs at him. Does he even have an Mj? Does he even have a y/n?

All these questions can be answered from the source right in front of me but I still stay here, silently watching Miles investigation this new spider. Maybe i can get a "final" hug from him before he leaves.

"Then why aren't you dead? Why is your hair different? Why are you older and your body...is a different shape" Miles asks the man in a rush circling the punching bag and stopping infront of him again.

"Pretty sure you just called me fat" Peter says exhausted of the voice who still speaks to him.

"Are you a ghost?"

"No"

"Are you a zombie?"

"Stop it-"

"Am i a zombie?" I face palm listening to the boy whle Deo laughs in my head.

"You're not even close"

"Are you from a parallel universe? Where everything is like this universe but different? And you're Spider-Man in that universe? But somehow traveled to this universe but you don't know how?" The silence grows heavy between them. And although it was all probably accurate Peter's face had not heard a single kid say something smart.

"Was that really just a guess?"

"Well we learned about it in physics"

I give the boy a look which drops because well he can't see you from up here.

"This is amazing! You can teach me like the Spider-Man of this world said he would" Miles had found a new symbol of hope to help him in this unrated alternate Peter. He had brown hair than the golden blonde my Dad had. It was messy and the unshaved beard growing on his face with the eye bags made it look he hasn't slept in days.

"Yeah right" Peter says annoyed and exhausted as if he's tired of life rather than Miles or maybe both. Untying the ropes behind him as Miles spoke unaware.

"Look I made a promise to him" the boy pleads but Peter looks just as uninterested to listen.

"Well, here's lesson number one, kids. Don't watch the mouth, watch the hands" he holds up his hands as the ropes fall to his feet. Miles is flabbergasted as Peter's shakes off any remaining ropes before I could react Peter kicks the punching bag into Miles, sending the boy across the room.

Immediately Peter is sent out the window with a scream from him as his shadow holds him by the collar of his coat over the edge.

I jump down from the ceiling and let Deo disappears inside. I turn to Miles who is sat in a mess and stares at me, sheepish smile and awkwardly positioned limbs on the mess. I sigh and laugh and gesture him to walk with me. We walk to the window to see the shadow mocking Peter who just ignores it but the twich of his eyes show his growing irritation, like my Dad. He's faced looking out and down not see us but he still hears us.

"I'm going to safely assume that was not you, kid. So what Spider do you have....no...its can't....y/n?" he looks at me when he's turns himself and his eyes widen. They are full of hurt and sadness and I can also assume he can tell by my eyes hearing my name out his mouth hurts just as much. His whole face does not change into the annoyance like earlier but instead he tries his best to hide the extremely obvious sadness with a cold hard expression.