Spiderman Across The Spiderverse: Y/n X Miles Morales Reader

~chapter 4~

We all stare at Peter in shock as the microwave continues to billow out greyish smoke from its busted window.

"What the fuck fam," Hobie muttered as me and Pavitr remained speechless.

"Oh, sorry, it was just an experiment!" Peter stuttered, rushing out from behind a lab counter, pushing his glasses further up his nose as he walked.

"An experiment on seeing all of the different ways a microwave can explode.....?" I questioned saracastically.

"Umm, no, actually... I'm trying this thing; Instead of humans, I want to see if I could send objects through the multiverse." Peter replied enthusiastically, a wide smile on his face. It made me feel bad for being sarcastic.

"What's the bloody point in that..." Hobie grimaces.

"I just thought it would be interesting to -"

"See, this is why Miguel don't like you mate," Hobie abruptly cuts him off.

"Hobie, stop being mean..." Pavitr butted in, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Y/n you see these gits?" Hobie scoffed over at me.

I roll my eyes at them, turning my attention to Peter, "Look, I'm just trying to find my friend.. I don't know the name or like... 'number' of his universe, but I just really need to see him -"

"OH, IT'S A HIM!" Pavitr practically yells. He seems excited...?

"Is he your boyfriend? Oh, I love love, I have a girlfriend! She's beautiful, oh how I-"

"Oh god, you've set him off now," Hobie sighs, giving me a side glance as Pavitr continues his rant about his love for his girlfriend.

"Sorry," I hiss through gritted teeth. It's sweet though.

"Did anything historical happen in his universe..?" Peter asked hesitantly, his body language giving off the vibes that he was almost disappointed about something.

"Umm well his universe kind of....sort of.....ripped a hole in the multiverse... it was with this Ray gun thing, I'd know I was there!"

The room is suddenly plunged into silence as everyone stares at me, their jaws all ajar.

"Your boyfriend was the one who did that?" Peter asked, his eyes laced with terror.

"He's not my boyfriend but.... yeah... wait, no! Miles didn't do it -"

"Miles?" Hobie and Pavitr say in unison.

"Yeah, Miles Morales..."

Looks suddenly get exchanged between Hobie and Pavitr as Peter stands there still in shock.

"Do you know Gwen Stacy?" Hobie asks.

"Yeah...unfortunately," I cover up saying 'unfortunately' with a cough resulting in a scoff from Hobie.

"Tell me about it, look imagine this yeah? she's ight' most of the time then she comes back to my universe, right? Won't bloody eat take-out! Cheeky fucker thinks I'm going to cook for her when she can hardly eat a bloody spice bag from the chipper!"

"I thought they didn't do Spice bags in England," Peter muttered nervously earning an unintentionally cold glare from Hobie.

"Nah my friend Dave does em' specially, throws in some chicken, some chips, some seasoning, I tell you it's bloody lovely. I give some our Gwen one fucking chip and this cunt just goes red, asking for water like; Love you've only had one piece are you actually having a laugh?!"

"She can't help having a low spice tolerance!" Pavitr defends her, trying to hold in his laugh before turning to me.

"It's true though, she got like that one time after having chicken korma, KORMA!" Pavitr yelled, a huge judgemental frown plastered across his and Hobies face.

I laugh out loud, im honestly just happy I've found more reason to dislike her bitch ass.

"She REALLY likes your boyfriend..." Pavitr began.

"Yeah she thinks he's leng," Hobie says matter-of-factly, going to a counter and hoisting himself onto it.

Although I try to cover it, a hateful look begins to form on my face. I always hated this bitch but now she can't just stick to her own league?!

"Hey Y/n, there was a huge investigation on Miles's universe, I think its actually what started this whole society to begin with. If I look hard enough I'm sure I'll find the number," Peter said shyly.

"Oh really? THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, THANK YOU!" I beamed.

"I can't make any promises though, I also can't promise that I'll have it done within days or weeks even.."

I felt my face fall a little," as long as I get to see him, I'll wait for as long as I need to."

Where am I gonna stay for all that time though?

"Y/n you seem chill, do you wanna go watch football with me and Hobie tonight?"

Does it have to be football?

"Pavitr, man, I thought we agreed on the TGBBO..."

"What's that...?" Pavitr frowned as I just laughed.

"The Great British Bake Off? Really Hobie?"

"It's literally fucking biscuit week, I'm not missing that."