Spider-Man and The Esper

87. Drug Bust

"Do you ever wonder what's on the other side, Spider-man?"

Michael glanced at Fubuki as the two sat on the ledge of a rooftop, overlooking a small shipping yard where a drug lord's men and a few low level crime bosses were meeting for some kind of sit down. The two had been there for close to an hour in silence when Fubuki suddenly sprung her odd question.

"Huh?" Michael sounded, confused by what the black and blue clad woman meant.

Fubuki turned towards him with a thoughtful look on her face as she crossed her legs at the knee and rested her elbow on her knee and her face on her hand, "You know, an afterlife. Do you ever stop and wonder if there is one? Some place we all go to after we die? Or is it just... nothing. After this, that's it. Done"

Michael blinked at this while his hand drifted to the back of his head and began to rub it, a default nervous tick of his, "Well... I never gave it much thought to be honest. I mean I'm sure there is something on the other side. Not sure what, but I don't think it's just 'nothing'"

"How can you be so sure?" Fubuki asked with a furrowed brow.

"Well... I mean there's the Avengers Thor, God of Thunder." Michael pointed out with a shrug, "If he, a god, exists, then why can't an after life too? It may not be quite what they described at church or whatever religious place you go to, but there's probably one there, several maybe. You just uh, gotta die to get to one of them."

"Well that's comforting." Fubuki said with an amused eye roll behind the mask.

"Why so curious about the afterlife?" Michael asked with a curious expression, "What, you think this may be the day we get done or something? Cause if it is, you have little faith in my amazing quips and jokes. It's honestly the only reason I've lasted this long, the bad guys treasure them as a guilty pleasure and wouldn't be able to live with themselves if I died."

"I'm sure..." Fubuki said with a small grin before she leaned forward and planted a small kiss on Michael's covered cheek, "Though I think you've lasted this long because you've had me watching your back and because you're, well you."

"I'd prefer you also help watch my front, it tends to get hit more often than my back does. Getting hit by the Rhino stills sends an ache just by thinking about it." Michael replied with a snort.

"I'll keep that in mind, Web-head." Fubuki nodded with a giggle before they both noticed several cars pulling up to the yard, "Well, looks like things are about to kick off."

"That they are." Michael said with a nod as he stood up and cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders while Fubuki simply extended her arms over her head until she heard and felt a faint 'pop' and let out a moan that Michael thought was a bit too erotic for a simple stretch.

Not that he didn't mid, her actions gave him a great view of her chest and made him think not for the last time what it'd be like to have his face between those wonderful orbs of flesh. She's been dropping a lot of hints, at least he thinks she has, that she wanted to have sex with him the past few nights, but Michael still wasn't quite sure he was ready for something that intimate with someone he's only known for almost 2 years, and the most toughest part to believe that he was married to this wonderful woman.

Fubuki was understanding when he didn't want to be in intimate situations that he wasn't comfortable with, she was only playful in order to mess with him, but she wasn't going to force him into that situation not after what Black Cat did. Fubuki wouldn't mind if Michael needed a long time to heal no matter how many years it may take until he was certain if he wanted to take things to the next level even if they grow old without having kids. One step at a time is all that Michael needs and she'll be waiting for him. Him being happy was all that matters to her.