[3rd Person]
Y/n sat on her bed. She couldn't go to sleep for god knows what. She just stared at the wall.
'I miss Miles.' Y/n thought to herself. About 2 months ago, Miles confessed to Y/n that he was the famous Prowler. Miles told her for the sake of their relationship. Recently, he had been doing tons of missions, so he wasn't spending much time with Y/n. This annoyed her. The last time she saw him and had a real conversation with him was probably two weeks ago.
The girl squeezed her eyes shut. 'Just go to sleep god damn it.' As much as the __ haired girl tried, it didn't work. She sighed. After a few more minutes, Y/n got her phone & headphones then played a random playlist. Open Arms by Sza and Travis Scott started playing.
'Lord have mercy.'
[Later, Miles POV]
I wanted to go to Y/n's house. But what would I tell Tio?
Then again, he did always claim I pulled no bitches.
"Hey Tio, can I go to a girls' house tonight?" He looked surprised. "Girl? You got a girl, boy? And you ain't tell me? Wow." He looked offended. I could tell he was kidding. I chuckled. "Go ahead. I'll cover for you, don't worry." I smiled. "Thanks, unc." Just as I was about to swing out the window, he stopped me. "You goin' like that?" I looked down at myself. "Don't think ole girl would want Prowler showin' up at her window at..." He looked at the time. "11:32 pm." I sucked my teeth. "Ah, right. I'll just change when I get there."
3rd person @ y/n's place
'Why the hell were all the songs on this playlist so sad when I decided to be sad?' She thought while snatching her phone off the bed and changing the song to Never Lose Me by Flo Milli [or ur fav song]. 'That's better.' She then began to mumble lyrics.
Miles knocked harshly on the window, which made Y/n jump in response. She looked at the window and a sigh of relief escaped her lips. Y/n paused the song, took the headphones off and walked over to open the window.
"Hey Mami." He still had his mask on, so the robotic voice changer caused it to sound way more attractive. "You goin' let me in?" She shrugged. "Donno."
"Come on, ma. Don't give me that sass." Y/n rolled my eyes and let him in. He immediately took his mask off and threw his suit to the side. "What are you doin' up so late, Mama?" He asked, his voice back to normal. Miles took his shoes off and sat them neatly by the door, then sat on the little sofa that was Y/n's my room. "I was listening to music." She responded sternly. "Oh, a'ight." They both sat in silence for a few minutes. Y/n sighed, then out her headphones back on.
"Whatcha listenin' to, Ma?"
"Never Lose me/ur fav song."
"Ma."
"What?"
"Look at me." Y/n grunted and turned looking at him. Miles got up from the sofa, then sat at the end of the bed. "Are you mad at me, Y/n?" She didn't respond, which gave him his answer. Breaking the silence, Y/n spoke up. "I'm not all that mad. I just wish you could spend more time with me, you know? I mean, we go to different schools, you're always busy doing work missions and whatnot...and-and I feel like I'm always waiting for you to show up. Truth is, I'm tired, Miles. I love you, I truly do but...but I don't think you-"
"Don't even fuckin' think about it." He cut me off. "I don't think you need a girlfriend right now, Miles."
I could feel his eyes widen, he wasn't looking at me. I felt my eyes water a little bit. "Y/n...I'm sorry. I know sorry means nothin' but I mean it. I never meant to keep you waiting. Ever. This Prowler shit has been getting on my last nerve. I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to come visit you, talk to you, enjoy being with you...but I couldn't. I should've just asked." Miles looked down at his legs. "I need you. I may not need a girlfriend, but I need you. And only you. I love you Y/n." Those words made the girl melt.
Miles got up and opened the window. "What are you doing?" He let his head out, "You'll see." He took a deep breath, then yelled. "I love Y/n! I love her so much! I could talk to her all day! Her voice solves all my problems! She makes me happy! I feel complete when I'm around her! I love her!"
"Bro, shut up!" Some random guy yelled. He put his head back in her room, then chuckled softly. Before he spoke, Y/n ran and hugged him by his waist. Miles stood there for a second, then melted in her hug. He wrapped his arms around Y/n's neck. "I'm sorry, Mami." I smiled. "It's okay, baby."
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Miles Morales (42 & 1610) x Y/n (Reader) Oneshots!
RomanceJust oneshots, does include strong language, lil sexual tone, maybe small like extremely small smut scenes? BlackFem!Reader