˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ dating miles morales 42 (hc's)
pairing: miles morales!42 x reader
warning/s: creepy men, harassment(?), cursing, BAD spanish (im so sorry yall idk how to speak spanish😭😭)
it’s actually fluff no angst i swear (maybe a little..)
a/n: guys… i’ve fallen for miles morales 42 it’s an obsesssion i SWEARR and also does anyone think that miles reminds me of bruno mars music or is it me-?!-)/
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this boy is not open to heavy pda
like a small waist grab and a shoulder touch here and there
but he is SO touchy when you guys aren’t in public
like he will not keep his hands off of you
if his body isn’t touching you somehow
what is he doing then??
bro will NOT let you pay for ur own shit
like u already can afford it but miles is like
"nah imma pay for it, anything for mi amor"
literally if u buy something w ur own money
he would get pissed like
"if ur payin for ur own shit wtf am i gonna do w my money mi vida?"
it was one time btw and u secretly bought a shirt w ur savings
hes not jealous when other boys talk to u
cuz he be eyeing them from far and letting them know that he was yours
but like if they go too far like touching you in the wrong places and flirt w you
this man is ready to beat the FUCK outta someone
like one time
you were walking back home alone
some man just pinned you on the wall
"aint you a pretty thing?" the creepy man started to breathe down ur neck
u start to panic and like be on the verge of tears
but then u hear like a "whoosh" and the man is on the ground
like knocked out
it was the prowler, or your miles
"are you okay cariño?" his mask unfolds and he checks your body for any wounds
he vowed never to let you walk home alone after that day
he loves to give you cute nicknames
such as
"cariño" "corazón" "mi vida" "mi amor" gets you weak in the KNEES
his mom loves you so much
she would always drag you out of miles's touch and would talk to you for HOURS
you loved it and couldn't complain tbh
he is such a bruno mars fanatic (argue w the wall if u think im wrong)
like when u visit him, you open his door and always somehow Finesse by Bruno Mars or Versace on the floor is playing
(he dedicates those songs 2 u)
ever since his dad died
he never opened up and was closed in his own ball
but until he met you
sometimes he'd open your window in the middle of the night
and he would hug you tightly and you didn't say anything because
you know he's grieving and the only thing he needs right now
is your presence
© hearts4hobie.
do not steal, translate, and rewrite without permission.
(part 2?)
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congratulations once again my love 💛 i'm bringing out the confetti!! may i request number 5 with kento, pretty please?🥺 kissing your cheeks, thank you in advance 💛💛💛
thank u so much julie my beloved <333 big smooches for u ^♡^ i hope you enjoy this !!!
join the celebration!
there’s a persistent nudging that makes your brows furrow, eyes fighting to open as the dimly lit room comes into focus.
“darling? you up?” the deep whisper causing your head to turn slowly, rubbing your eyes so you could focus on the man standing at the foot of you bed.
“ken? what’re you doing up?” you mumble, yawning as you sit up, checking the clock on the bedside table and frowning, “and why’re you waking me up at 5 in the morning.”
the whine in your voice makes kento smile, running a hand through his still messy blonde hair. he’s wearing grey sweatpants and a loose navy t shirt, one that you’d gifted him not too long ago.
“get changed i wanna take you somewhere” his voice is gentle, keeping in mind how much you hate loud noises when you wake up. when he sees the apprehension in your still sleepy face he moves next to you, leaning down a bit and kissing your cheek.
“please? I’ll make it worth it, i promise” there’s a charming smile on his face and you can’t stop yourself from leaning your head against his chest, mumbling something along of the lines of ‘only for you.’
it’s twenty minutes later that you’re walking into the living room, more awake than before but still a bit drowsy, grabbing a granola bar and nibbling away as he ushers you into the car.
“what’s that smell?” you ask, turning to look in the backseat but finding nothing.
“hm?” nanami only smiles, adoring the way you leaned your head against the window, humming along to the music playing softly from the speakers. he wastes no time in intertwining your fingers with him, brining your hand to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your hand.
it’s a short drive, your eyes fluttering open when you hear the car engine stop. you’re looking around and kento is only giving you a small grin.
“give me five minutes then I’ll come get you, okay?” he asks, leaning over the center console to give you a soft kiss as you nod.
he’s opening the trunk of the car and walking quickly somewhere you can’t see from your point of view, only coming back into your line of sight a couple minutes later, a satisfied smile on his face as he opens the car door for you.
“ready?” you only nod, smiling as his takes his hand in your once more, closing the door behind you and leading you to where he’s disappeared to.
there’s a white and red blanket sprawled on the grass, surrounded by flowers. there’s fruits, croissants and a couple donuts on display, two warm coffees still in the wicker basket.
“ken” you breathe out, turning to look at the blonde man next to you, he only smiled at you, ushering you to sit on the soft blanket.
“surprise” he chuckles, the sound makes you smile, looking over at him and taking in his relaxed form. you’re both munching on the croissants when the sun begins to rise.
“you really made these?” you ask, inspecting the bread before looking back at your lover.
“‘s that so hard to believe, my love?” there’s a teasing grin on his face that makes you scrunch your nose up, shoving him with your shoulder slightly before letting your head rest on his chest.
one of his arms is behind him, hand in the dewy grass for balance as the other snakes around your shoulders, keeping you close to him as the reds and oranges slowly engulf the sky.
“it’s so pretty” you murmur, the two of you bathed in the suns golden rays as it slowly rises from its sleep, kissing both of you good morning.
nanami isn’t looking at the sun, he’s seen the sunrise more than enough times. instead, his eyes are focused on you, a gentle smile on his face. he’s memorizing every detail of your face, the way your hair looks a different color in the golden light.
he’s falling in love with you all over again when he replies to you, “yeah, so beautiful.”
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Whenever I get a favorite character, I always want to care for them in such a gentle way.
I WANT TO BEAT CHILCHUCK UP
Gnaw on him like a juice box straw
Grab him by the handlebar looking ears he has and wave him around like a flag
scrunch him into a ball and bury him
and kiss his little head afterward
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