Miles was a clingy little guy. He'd always been with his parents, his friends—and now you. Most especially you. He's practically stuck to you by the hip. Everywhere you are, he's there. At school? He's right beside you? At home? In your arms. Across town? Suddenly he's patrolling there as Spider-Man.

Now, he was tangled in your arms—pressed so close you almost couldn't breathe—littering butterfly kisses all over your face and neck. Looks like you weren't getting out of this any time soon.