𐙚 -oneshot?
pairing: e-1610!miles morales x fem!reader
genre: boyhood, crushes, suggestive
summary: miles figures out his feeling for you with ganke.
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a/n: randomly came to mind, idk.
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"so you're a hundred percent sure it's not a crush? i'm pretty sure jay's plotting on her." ganke teased, laying himself on the floor.
they were having one of their late-night talks, which were rare because of how often miles had to prioritize his spiderman duties. they were both laid on the floor, admiring the ceiling in their pjs.
"dude, i dunno. i mean, i get nervous when i see her, but technically i get nervous around everyone i don't know." miles rambles, gesturing his hands around as he talks.
"you didn't get nervous around me!" ganke poked.
miles turns and narrows his eyes at him playfully. "yes, i did! i was awkward as hell." he cringes internally, remembering how embarrassing he was a year ago.
"that's a different kind of nervous, miles," ganke scoffs.
"how are you so sure?"
"well, i've used this technique for the past 2 years right?"
miles quiets down to listen, wondering whether he's teasing or helping.
"if you don't know if its a genuine crush.. first picture somebody you find completely unattractive, right? a real eyesore."
"that sounds targetted."
"hey, focus!" ganke laughed, hurling a pillow towards miles.
"okay, okay!"
since he recently had frequent run-ins with the same villain in the past month, so much so that his face started to appear in his dreams, that was the first person to come to mind.
the villain was abnormally blown up, with distorted body features all over. he almost felt bad for how uncomfortable their normal posture felt. technically, did they even count? they didn't look human.
nonetheless, he refocused.
"now, imagine that person, on top of you. how does that make you feel?" ganke took on a faux professional voice.
"threatened and disgusted. no offense to the .. person i'm thinking of, of course." miles blurted out in a deadpan tone.
ganke burst out in laughter, covering his mouth to avoid attracting attention to people outside the dorms.
"miles, saying no offense at the end of that sentence does nothin' to help you." he scoffed, turning to look at him.
"jus tryna be polite." miles muttered, chuckling.
ganke shuffles back to his original position.
"okay, now that you have those feelings and that picture set aside.. picture her." ganke started, trying to not sound cheeky as he tried peeking at miles's reaction.
as miles closed his eyes and settled into his imagination, a few images of [y/n] in different places he bumped into her at school pop in and out. a slight blush spreads across his face, but he keeps himself steady.
ganke narrowed his eyes at him, keeping his laughter in. "now.. imagine her on top of you."
miles's eyes shot open when he remembered the way the questioning was going. but that didn't stop his brain from generating a few provocative ideas of [y/n] on top of him, straddled on his lap.
wait, was that a bikini?
his face was now flushed, hotter than a volcano.
"ganke!" he yelped in embarrassment, launching a pillow straight to his face.
ganke burst into laughter, not able to hold it in anymore. "yep, definitely a crush!"
"that's not fair, i didn't know you were gonna do that!" miles groaned, tossing as many pillows as he could. probably with more strength than he was supposed to.
"you have a crush on [y/n] [l/n]!" ganke teased, cackling.
"shut up, man!"
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a/n: man I need ideas
