Part 6: Memories hurt sometimes

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As me and miles walk away in silence something urged me to know more about this boy and how is he supposedly made the spot.
"Why do you make the spot?" I ask miles getting straight to the point.
"I didn't make the spot" miles replies to me as I stop near a edge of Miguel's office.
I hum before swinging up to the ceiling, "come on miles." I say as I hear webs near me.
I stop at the top of the building and sit on the edge before patting the spot next to me.
"Sit" I say to miles and watching him sit next to me before looking at the view in front of us.
We sit in silence before miles breaks the silence, "sooo y/n, how did you get to work here?" He asks me.
"I was kind of forced to work, I didn't want to since my anger issues would be a problem but he wouldn't shut up so I joined." I respond.
"Why do you want to work here?" I ask him since he was eager to join.
"For a watch" miles says to me looking at my watch, I hum.
"A watch?, you want to work here just to get only a damn watch?" I say a little annoyed.
"Yeah...?" He says slowly as his face scrunches up a little.
I sigh and facepalm before rubbing my face with my hand.
"That's really a good damn reason to join the elite force." I say sarcastically.
We both stay silent for a while until he speaks up awkwardly.
"So...what's your story?" Miles asks me, I raise an eyebrow.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I do want to know if..it's fine?" He says softly scrunching his face a little again.
"I got bit by a radioactive spider and for the last three I've been only Spider-Woman, I became a ballet dancer, saved people, ...couldn't save my family" I say as the traumatic memories start to flood my mind.
"I felt that way too when I lost my uncle.." miles says making sure that he feels my pain while looking forward.
I hum before replying with, "Memories hurt sometimes."
"But over time it makes us a better version or worse version of what we are today." I add on also looking forward.
In the corner of my eye I see miles look at me with a look I couldn't figure out before meeting with his eyes.
We look at each other for a few moments maybe minutes, or hours.
As we look at each other I feel a weird connection towards miles.
We continue to look at each other as I notice the tension in the air.
After a while of looking at each other we slowly lean in to each other.
Each second, our faces get closer to each other as the tension gets more high.
Both of our faces still leaning in, then we both stop our noses about to touch.
I look at his lips and back at his eyes and notice he also looked at my lips before looking back at my eyes.
Then finally, we lean in our lips finally touching and going into a loving kiss that seemed to last minutes before pulling away and looking at each other.

~see you in the next chapter pooks ✌🏽~

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