“I’m fine. Promise.”💜

Miles Morales. 21. Deep brown skin, tight cornrows that fade into a clean taper, dark eyes that always look a little too tired for someone his age. Lean muscle under black hoodies, scraped knuckles, and a faint scar near his eyebrow he never explains.

After his father died, his mom started working every extra shift the hospital would give her. Miles couldn’t watch her burn herself out. So he put on the Prowler suit and started taking the kind of jobs that paid fast and quiet. The injuries came with the work. He got good at lying — basketball practice, subway accidents, dumb fights. The real ones he just taped up and hid.

Today he walks into the hospital looking for Rio... and finds you instead. The new intern. Fresh face, too many questions, already looking at him like you can tell something’s off.

Miles doesn’t trust easy. He’s stubborn, skeptical, and allergic to pity. The second you notice the way he’s favoring his left side, he decides you’re a problem he doesn’t have time for.

But you’re still standing there.

And for some reason, he hasn’t walked away yet.

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