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It's a hot day in June when Miles swings to your window. He always makes a habit of visiting your dimension on days when you both had only a few classes and on days when you didn't have any. He liked to see you outside of headquarters as often as he could, really (If spider stuff didn't get in the way). Not that you knew why though. You just figured he came over to mooch off of the ac system in your room like the rest of your squad. Miles sticks onto the wall next to your window for a minute to compose himself, then knocks on your window.
" Hey y/n! What're you doi- whoa." Mile's greeting is cut short when he takes in the sight in front of him. A haggard and overwhelmed , you, surrounded by……clutter, and that was putting it nicely. Just from the window he could identify forgotten bowls of milk, piles of clothes, paper and pencils scattered everywhere, and a variety of other things.Your room was a wreck. Right when Miles steps in cautiously, you belatedly jump and look up from where you're fussing with the many comforters on your bed.
" Dang Miles! Would you announce yourself before swinging in? Almost gave me a heart attack." You complain and take out your earbuds. Miles just tiptoes around until he reaches you.
" Well I did knock." He says, mimicking the movie Nanny McPhee, before pulling you into a hug.
" Besides, shouldn't you have sensed I was coming?" He teases with his chin in your hair and you groan. Your particular spider sense has always been more of a pest rather than an aid, simply because it alerted you of everything. From something as dangerous as an oncoming train to something as little as a tiny lift in the sidewalk that you could stumble on. It was so bothersome that you started to differentiate the important kind from the trivial kind and tune out the latter, including the times another spider-person is in the vicinity. When you both pull away, Miles takes another look around and whistles.
" So what happened here?" He asks you while walking around a little and you groan a second time.
" Oh y'know, responsibilities." You sigh as you look around your dirty room too, and Miles nods. He already knew what you were talking about. Spider stuff. It wasn't easy to take care of things you usually do, like clean your room or do your hair, when needing to hop up and put on the suit was such a constant possibility. Add that to normal responsibilities that other human beings have to do like school and work and yeah, you tend to fall behind on household chores.
" I ,for real, don't even know where to start." You sigh and toss one of your many stuffed animals onto your bed. Miles hums before finally pulling his mask off, since he forgot to earlier, and you skillfully give him a quick scan before he can notice you do it. A skill you've trained from having a crush on him for over a year now.
" How about I help you then?" He suggests and you dramatically gasp before rushing to him with another hug.
" You angel! Would you really?" You cry and look up at him with grateful eyes. He just rolls his eyes at your display, hiding just how much he's affected by you clinging to him like this.
"Oh but you should change out of your suit. It's too hot to be wearing that." You tell him and look down while pulling at the fabric stuck to his skin. You have spare clothes for each of your friends in your apartment because they come over all the time and leave things, but Miles easily had the most. Shirts and sweaters that you've borrowed and even shorts, because a pair of clean clothes are the only way your friends are allowed to sit on your bed after being outside. So after he changes and you both turn on a playlist, you get started. You, starting with your bed, and Miles starting with all the clothes you just dropped on the floor after school for the last few weeks. You only think about what this means once it's too late.
" No wait! Miles!" You turn around and shout but once you look at him you already see one of your bras in his hand. Even worse, one of your basic, granny bras, that you wear for comfort over cuteness. He calmly lets you web it out of his hand. If Miles was just a few years younger, he probably would've been freaking out, but he knew now that if he showed any sign of being embarrassed, it'd only make it worse for you. Miles puts his hands up in surrender and you quickly toss it into your hamper. You quickly move to grab the rest of your clothes.
"Sorry! I should've thought about that before asking for your help." You wince as you take the last of your clothes from his hands. Why couldn't it have been one of your lace bras? Or one in your favorite color?
"It's all good! Not the first time I've seen a friend's bra." He says with a chill expression that perfectly masked any embarrassment he was really feeling. It's true that he's seen other friend's bras before but he's never seen yours and if it wasn't made clear; you're not like his other friends.
" Yeah, alright." You sigh, trying not to think about what that means. To lighten the mood Miles offers to play some of his own music(which is always either metro, the weekend, or post Malone fr) and you both get back to work. After the tension breaks and your embarrassment finally dissipates, you both fall back into comfortable banter. Cracking jokes with one another, giving some meaningless advice, and just catching up on what's been going on with each other's dimensions in the few days since you've seen one another. You're both in the middle of a break and you're showing Miles this Emily King song you found recently when the song gets interrupted by your ringtone. You walk over and see the caller id 'Margo <3'.
" Hey, hey hey. What's up? You're on speaker though, so." You call out into the receiver as soon as you pick up and then turn the speaker on so Miles can hear too. You hear some clattering, some voices, and what sounded like traffic noise. She must be in her car with Pav and Hobie.
" Hey, hey. I'm fighting for my life in the car with Pav while Hobie is driving. Say hi y'all!" Her voice spills out of the phone loudly and confirms your prediction before you suddenly hear Pavitr's voice clearly.
" Hi y/n! We're busy trying to survive Hobie's reckless driving! Why did you put the phone on speaker?! Is someone else there?! Are you with Miles?! I bet you're with Miles!" Pav yells into the phone and accurately answers his own question. You roll your eyes and look at Miles at the same time you hear Hobie say in the back that "It's definitely Miles.".
" Yeah we're together. He's helping me clean my room." You answer with a cooling face and hold your phone out to Miles so he can say hi. After Pav teases Miles a bit in some excited gibberish that you can't understand, Margo takes her phone back so she can talk.
" Can we come over or do y'all want to be alone? Hobie! Just let the guy get over!" She asks you before shouting at Hobie. Both you and Miles hop up.
"Why would we want to be alone?!" You both shout. You sigh and Miles just covers his face. You swear your friends thought it was their job to expose you two and they take it very seriously.
"Whatever, you guys can only come over if you help." You tell her.
"Unh uuuh! I hate helping other people clean up their places, cuz I never know where something is supposed to go!" Margo whines at the same time hobie and Pav say they're down to help and you laugh to yourself.
" Fine, you can just show up for moral support then. Or maybe a dj." You hum and she agrees to that. You're about to get off when Hobie's voice suddenly cuts through clearly. He's probably leaning towards Margo now( who's in the backseat so wtf??).
" Put your delicates away though, yeah? Wouldn't want our dearest y/n getting embarrassed now would we?" His voice rings through the room as well as Pavitr's gasp and Margo's laughter. You roll your eyes with a fond smile and share a look with Miles.
" Too late for that." You mumble and Miles laughs quietly. Unfortunately Pav's sharp ears pick up on that comment.
"What does that mean?!" Pav shouts and you decide it's time to hang up.
"Ok love y'all! Bring some food! Bye!" You shout before cutting the call. You take a deep breath before both you and Miles start laughing. They're so crazy.
***
It's around four in the afternoon when you hear a knock on your window for the second time today. At this point you and Miles are basically done and doing more lounging around and listening to music than cleaning. Without waiting for an okay, Hobie crawls through your window with Wendy's bags in hand.
"Afternoon children!" He calls out before tossing the bags where you both are sitting by your bed before heading to your bathroom to change into his spare clothes( a sleeveless crop and sweats).
" Thank you precious older brother figure!" You call at his back while Miles starts to open the bags, and he just hums a "mm hmm". As you and Miles start to deal out the food, Margo and Pavitr drop onto your fire escape.
" One of the spicy nuggets are for me, don't touch!" Pav says cheerfully as he swings in feet first.
" We know, we know." Miles reassures him as he sets his food to the side. You end up taking over serving duty though so he can eat, since you know he probably hasn't eaten since he swung over earlier.
" I brought chips but they're mine!" Margo sings as she steps through your window next and you took your eyes.
" Good,nobody wants plain fritos anyway." You pout and Pavitr nods from where he plops on the floor next to you.
" Only the cultured appreciate these." She says and Miles hums in agreement before high fiving her ( they both like plain Fritos for some odd reason).You and Pav both grimace. Everyone has their food when Pavitr notices the music playing.
" Ah, not Metro again, that's all you've been playing lately Miles." He grumbles with cheeks full of food.
" It's good stuff!" Miles defends himself. It's not like he plays metro songs every time you all hang out, just most of the time.
" Yeah, but we can change it. Any suggestions?" You say and climb onto the bed so you can reach your phone on your nightstand. Miles whines a tiny bit and everybody teases that he's been listening to it all day already.
" Dpr Ian!" Margo calls out and you second that suggestion.
"Cupid by fifty fifty." Hobie suddenly says as he walks back into your room and everyone groans. Hobie requests that song more than Miles plays sunflower.
" No hobie, we always listen to that." Margo sighs and he just shrugs before hopping over you, miles, and Pav, and onto your bed.
" It's good stuff."
" Next!" You call out as Miles hands Hobie his food.
" Ooh! Let's listen to some lofi!" Pavitr exclaims and you all verbally turn that down too.
" That's for a studying vibe Pavi." You say with a shake of your head. "Dpr Ian it is!" You say happily and begin to type in 'Avalon'. Miles and Pav sigh but don't object as you and Margo dominate the music. It isn't long until you all relax into each other's company like always. Mask and suit free as you all eat and chat about dumb stuff and enjoy this rare, simultaneous free time.
***
It's dark out when Hobie finally sighs and stretches before hopping off your bed. You look up from where you're leaning over Pav's shoulder with Miles and watching him play a game on his phone.
"You heading home?" You ask and he nods.
" Yup. I'd spend the night but I've got a gig in a few hours." He says with another stretch and walks over to the window.
" Okaaay." You sigh and stand up to hug him goodbye.
"Thanks for coming over." You say with one of those cheek kisses( where you lightly tap the sides of your face together when you hug?? Y'all know what I'm talking about).
" I think we'll head home too. I gotta drop Margo off in her dimension." Pavitr says next with a stretch of his own and Margo stands up.
" He doesn't, but he says he doesn't feel right if I go home by myself." She sighs with a fond eye roll. When they all gather by the window, you give them all their preferred goodbye's and affection.
" You guys stay safe, and text me when you get home." You mumble with a wave as hobie and Margo step out the window. Pavitr is about to step through when he stops and looks back at Miles.
" Miles you coming? Oooor are you gonna hang back for a bit?" He sings and Miles rolls his eyes before answering.
" I'll catch up with you man." He says through gritted teeth and Pav laughs before hopping out. You sigh and turn around to watch Miles stand up and clean things up a little before grabbing his bag.
" Guess I'll head out too." He hums before meeting you at the window. You nod and lean your weight on the wall.
"Yeah, thanks for helping me out miles, I appreciate it." You tell him with a soft smile, one that he has to look away from for his own heart's sake. He doesn't know if it's because it's late and he's tired but you always seem to look even more beautiful when he's about to leave you.
" Well you know me. Always happy to help." He says and you both laugh a little before looking off to different places, both not exactly wanting to say goodbye yet.
" And you know, I missed you so, it was a nice excuse to see you today." He mumbles and rubs the back of his neck before looking back at you with those big, brown eyes you love so much. You feel your face start to heat up at the confession and hum while covering your face with a hand. You hated(loved) when he shamelessly said things like that.
" Well, I'll see you later." He suddenly says and steps a leg out of the window.
" Uh-huh. Text me when you get home okay?" You say quietly and walk up close to him. Miles swallows lightly at the close proximity and glances down at your lips for a split second.
"I will, sleep tight." He almost whispers before quickly kissing your cheek and shooting a web and swinging away. You just stand there for a moment before closing your window and sliding down your wall. You sigh and cover your face with both your hands before taking a deep breath and whisper screaming as loud as you can while kicking your feet.
Today was a good day.