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Moving || Miles [Spider-man: Across the Spiderverse]

Miles Morales sat at the edge of his bed, staring at the packed boxes scattered around his room. His posters, comics, and art supplies, all reminders of the life he'd built in Brooklyn, were now crammed into cardboard boxes, ready to be moved to a new place, a new city. The thought weighed heavily on his chest, as if the room was closing in on him. He knew this change was coming, but now that it was here, the reality of it all felt overwhelming.

"Are you okay?" Y/n asked softly, standing at the doorway. Her voice was gentle, understanding, but filled with concern. She had been there for Miles through every up and down of his life—his struggles as Spider-Man, balancing school, family, and the weight of responsibility that came with his powers. Now, she was here with him again, but this time it felt different.

Miles looked up at her, his eyes reflecting the uncertainty he couldn't put into words. "I don't know," he admitted. "I know this is supposed to be a good thing, but... it doesn't feel that way. It feels like I'm leaving everything behind. Brooklyn... Spider-Man... you."

Y/n walked over and sat beside him, their knees touching as she placed a hand on his arm. "You're not leaving everything behind, Miles. You're moving, but that doesn't mean your life here disappears. You'll still be Spider-Man, and you'll still have me. We'll make this work. It's just... different now."

Different. That word echoed in Miles' head. Everything felt different. The uncertainty of moving to a new city, making new friends, and possibly even figuring out how to be Spider-Man in a place that wasn't Brooklyn—it was all too much. He had always been able to adapt, to figure things out as he went, but this time it felt like there was no clear path ahead.

"What if it doesn't work out?" Miles asked, his voice quieter now. "What if I can't be Spider-Man there? What if I can't find my place? What if I lose everything that matters to me?"

Y/n's hand gently squeezed his arm, offering comfort in the midst of his storm of thoughts. "You won't lose everything. Change is scary, I know that. But you've been through so much already, and you've come out stronger every time. This is just another challenge, and I know you'll find a way to make it work."

Her words were comforting, but the knot in Miles' chest didn't fully unravel. He had spent so much time balancing his two identities—Miles Morales and Spider-Man—and now it felt like both were being ripped away from him. Moving meant starting over, and the idea of leaving behind the city where he'd grown up, where he'd become who he was, felt like losing a part of himself.

"I don't want to forget who I am," Miles whispered, his voice barely audible.

Y/n turned to him, her eyes filled with understanding. "You won't. Brooklyn is always going to be a part of you, no matter where you go. You're not losing your identity just because you're leaving. You're adding to it. You'll find new experiences, new people, and new ways to grow. But who you are at your core? That's never going to change."

Miles took a deep breath, trying to let her words sink in. He knew she was right, but it didn't make the transition any easier. Change was hard, and the weight of leaving behind everything familiar made him feel like he was losing control. But at the same time, he realized that change was a part of life—something everyone had to face at some point. He wasn't the only one who had dealt with the pain of moving, of making difficult decisions. It was something everyone had to go through, in their own way.

"You're scared," Y/n said gently, reading the expression on his face. "And that's okay. It's okay to be scared of change. But you're not doing this alone. You have your family, your friends, and you have me. We'll get through this together."

Miles let out a small sigh, grateful for her presence. Y/n had always been the one person he could lean on, the one who understood him in ways others couldn't. She had seen him at his lowest, when he doubted whether he was cut out to be Spider-Man, and at his highest, when he embraced his destiny and saved the multiverse. She had always believed in him, even when he didn't believe in himself.

"I don't know what shit I'd do without you," Miles said softly, turning to look at her.

Y/n smiled, her eyes warm and full of love. "You don't have to find out. I'm not going anywhere, Miles. We're in this together."

For a moment, they sat in silence, the weight of the upcoming move still hanging in the air, but somehow less suffocating now. Miles leaned his head on Y/n's shoulder, closing his eyes as he tried to imagine what the future would hold. It was still unclear, still full of uncertainty, but knowing that Y/n was by his side made the unknown a little less terrifying.

"I guess I can't avoid it forever," Miles said with a weak smile. "This move is happening whether I'm ready or not."

"That's true," Y/n replied. "But just because you're moving doesn't mean you're leaving everything behind. You're taking what matters with you. And Brooklyn... it'll always be waiting for you when you come back."

Miles nodded, feeling a little more at peace. The decision to move wasn't easy, and the road ahead was still full of challenges, but maybe—just maybe—he could face it with a little more hope. He had made life-changing decisions before, ones that had shaped who he was, and this was just another chapter in that journey.

"Thanks, Y/n," Miles said, lifting his head from her shoulder and looking into her eyes. "I don't know how I'm going to do this, but knowing I have you with me... it makes it a little easier."

Y/n smiled, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "You've got this, Miles. We've got this."

And in that moment, Miles knew that no matter where life took him, he wasn't facing it alone. Together, they would navigate the uncertainties, the anxieties, and the difficult choices. And with Y/n by his side, he could face whatever challenges the future held.