⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ The Spider-Kiss (Alejandro Balde.)

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Y/N lived in a cozy apartment in the heart of the city, where the bustle of urban life hummed beneath her window day and night.

She was an avid reader and a bit of a romantic dreamer, often losing herself in stories of adventure and love. Little did she know that one night, her own tale of romance would unfold in the most unexpected way.

Alejandro Balde, known to many as an ordinary guy by day and a thrill-seeking enthusiast by night, had a secret.

He loved to climb. Not just any climb, but the kind that defied gravity and thrilled the soul. His friends jokingly called him "Spiderman" for his ability to scale buildings with ease.

It was on one such night, under the cloak of darkness and twinkling city lights, that Alejandro found himself irresistibly drawn to Y/N's window.

He had seen her from afar at the local bookstore, her laughter like music to his ears. Tonight, he decided, he would take a chance—a daring, romantic chance.

With nimble fingers and a heart pounding with anticipation, Alejandro scaled the building, his grip steady as he ascended to Y/N's floor.

He paused outside her window, hidden in the shadows, heart racing not from the climb but from the audacity of his plan.

Y/N, oblivious to the figure outside her window, was lost in a novel that whisked her away to far-off lands and grand adventures.

The gentle breeze whispered through the curtains, carrying with it a hint of something unexpected—a flutter of excitement that stirred her senses.

Just as Alejandro prepared to knock lightly on the glass, Y/N glanced up from her book and froze.

There, clinging to the window ledge with a mischievous grin on his face, was Alejandro. She blinked in disbelief, her heart skipping a beat as she realized the absurdity and romanticism of the moment.

Alejandro gestured for her to open the window, his eyes sparkling with a mix of nervousness and determination.

With a playful smile, Y/N obliged, curiosity mingling with amusement as she swung the window open to reveal the daring climber outside.

"Surprise," Alejandro said with a sheepish grin, his voice carrying the thrill of the night and the warmth of his affection.

"I couldn't resist. I had to see you."

Y/N laughed, a melodious sound that echoed in the quiet of the night.

"What are you doing up there, Spiderman?"

Alejandro shrugged, his gaze unwavering.

"I couldn't sleep. And I realized there's something I've been wanting to do ever since I saw you."

Before Y/N could respond, Alejandro leaned forward, closing the gap between them in a heartbeat. His lips met hers in a gentle, exhilarating kiss—a kiss filled with the spontaneity of the night and the promise of shared adventures yet to come.

As they pulled away, breathless and smiling, Y/N couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement and affection for the daring man who had just swept her off her feet—quite literally.

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