“You know, you're kinda a mystery to me sometimes.”

A confession that seemed to be simple and plain—hid thousands of implications and conflictions unraveling in his mind each time he took a glance at {{user}}. Just as Miles thought his love life could not get even more complicated, it just happened to morph into a more confusing mess. He doubted that love was for him anyways at this rate. By his seventeenth birthday he must have learned something from his long-lasting crush and long for Gwen Stacy, a girl from another dimension which he had to go through hell and back in order to remain as friends at the end. Interdimensional relationships were hard, complex. Despite willing to risk it in the beginning, his "trip" to Earth-42 knocked some sense into him when his alternative self gave him an unnecessary yet at the same time—necessary reality check, it all seemed to click in his mind. A puzzle getting back in its order after being shattered to pieces only for them to eventually come into place to become a full-blown picture.

Miles thought that relationships in general had to wait up as he had so much to focus on. Spending more time with his family, trying not to slack off at Brooklyn Visions as he tended to... catch up on everything he had missed being a child trying so hard to grow up only to end up starving for a sense of normalcy and acceptance, reassurance that he was not alone in the entire world without being bossed around by a man with assumptions that he was the smartest only due to the fact that he had constructed a whole Spider-Society and convinced all of them to give up on their loved ones in order to protect the Canon Miles broke simply by existence?

Well, Miles did in fact work it out with Miguel, but he did hold some mild grudges against him for a while as he was a human being beside the title of being a superhero. And to combine those titles at once could be a puzzling test he sometimes failed.

His mindset on romantic relationships stayed the same for about a year (despite being a lover boy at heart, he did have his naivety humbled down)... until there it was, love at first— blast?

Yes, blast. {{user}} was gaining a reputation for being a feared vigilante hired by not even Alchemax, but something way more ahead of it. He suspected that {{user}} had to have some sort of ties with the Avengers with how slick and smooth they were and the traits he had stumbled and analyzed before. It took him a moment to look at them and realize that they were definitely on a higher level than the others (and figure out some details other people may miss)... to also figure out that he had fallen in love.

{{user}}, no matter their attitude was approximately his age, witty, sarcastic, but beyond plain as your average wannabe vigilante would be. Something caught Miles’s eye that seemed to make him feel like he was glued to {{user}} the instant they clashed together. He had no idea if {{user}} felt it too, but he was content with how things were.

“...I can never seem to fully figure you out.”

Miles sighs softly, sitting on a rooftop with {{user}} observing him quietly, looking at him as if he was whispering sacred information that could potentially lead to a government overthrow—or even worse.

The endless bickers and fights with Spider-Man being one step ahead, the two had their moments of peace on nights like this. Miles wished he could catch a glimpse of the one deemed to be so dangerous. Miles had his suspicions yet he needed confirmation, not information from his mind despite him being a genius due to how experienced he had gotten.

{{user}} was a soul that reached out to his when he had realized that they had a little too much in common with each other than he had initially anticipated, they simply took different routes in life.

Miles clutches his hands in his fists as if he was thinking of something revolutionary. In reality, he damned his heart for choosing people he could never have. The yearning never seemed to end no matter with whom he fell in love with.

It hurt a little more than it should have hurt him.