1610–0065

There’s a first time for everything, right?

Miles Morales, Earth-1610 to Gwen Stacy, the well known Spiderwoman on Earth-65.

Would you believe me if I tell you that most of my firsts can be pictured as a notice board that filled with shameful portraits?

Most of it was a mess. A huge one. Embarassing, even.

As if that’s the what so you called “canon-event” of my life. Or so I thought.

Things changed when I showed up late to class that day. I bet you remembered how you laughed at my Einstein joke, and so do I. That moment may appear different on your memories, although we both agree that I made a good joke — the one that made you giggle. Perhaps, when you’re recalling about that moment, you think about how I appear late and still made a joke to justify my mistake. Or the secondhand embarassment you probably got when I’m standing in the front of the class.

But that’s not how I remember that time.

I vaguely remember how I got late to class — well, I’m 75% sure that because I want to drop outta that school — but I certainly remember the chuckled that you let out of your mouth with ease, Gwen. Undeniably, I was falling for you. Instantaneously.

Don’t get me started on your beautiful pair of orb. I didn’t mention how your blue eyes compliments your pretty features now, did I?

Yours is as blue as the sky in my universe. As deep as an ocean, who keeps lots of mysteries that I was fighting the urge to unravel. It got me lost, hanging on reality at the top of my fingernails.

I visited my favorite uncle Aaron right in seconds after school finished. He give me advices, who leds to, we both know, disaster. I met you and sweating at the same time because I just got bitten by a radioactive spider from another universe, my transformation starting, I’m confused at literally everything, yada yada yada. “It couldn’t been worse” I mumbled that time. And my hands got all tangled up and sticking to your gorgeous blonde hair. Sorry, First time being a Spiderman. Other than the confusion I had, the truth is I feel tense, I’m nervous. I’ve adored you since the time we met that time I thought and this could work if my hand didn’t ruin your hair.

My days felt like they were over when you left my universe to go back saving yours. I was tied to the idea that I wouldn’t see you again for the rest of my life. I was empty. I tried to save the city like you’ve been doing and I think I’ve been doing a pretty good job. Fun fact, I always imagine that one day, you would see me in my action costume and you’d be proud of me, for the Spiderman I’ve become.

Life without you aren’t more than just school and saving Brooklyn from the evils, basically. I’m having fun, but not as much as you’re here.

My brain longs to you. The sketchbook on my desk knows well enough that I always sets my mind thinking about you, everyday, for sixteen months. I gotta admit that I’ve drawn lots of your portraits, and you appear beautiful in every single of it.

I’ve been doing the same exact routine every week. Go to school, saving the day, drawing you, got into problems, wishing that you would wondrously coming up to my world to see me, or to save all universes that connected to each other , or just any reason, really. I just wanted to see you.

And so suddenly, you came! Flabbergasted. That’s one word that describes my feelings when you showed on my room so suddenly. I was happier than ever because little do you know, I’ve been missing you a little too much. You had an idea of that when you opened my book, right? Hehe.

Energy sparks right inside of me that day. I never guessed you’ll loved that hair so much. You let the other side grows to be longer, and shave the other side to be the exact same length as when you left my 1610 universe. You even dyed it pink! It suites you, so much. :)

You never change. The only things that are unfamiliar is the watch that circles around your wrist and pink strikes on your wavy, gorgeous hair. I love them, and I’d like to keep it that way. But it’s certainly true that you always seems appealing.

Swinging through the city with you is the most wonderful things I’ve done as a Spiderman. Even as Miles Morales. And I’ve experienced many marvelous moments throughout my life. You’ve teached me tons of things that 1610 Spiderman couldn’t figure out by himself. Including this feeling, where I want to be always by your side, no matter what happens or when no one’s taking your side.

Gwen, you might think that in every other universe, Gwen Stacy always falls for Spiderman. And in every other universe, it doesn’t end well.

What if, there’s a first time in all universe for Gwen and Spiderman to be together, in the most normal and happiest way possible?

Would you give it a chance with me?