The city lights flickered as Spider-Man perched on a rooftop, watching the scene unfold below. A jewelry store alarm blared through the empty streets, red lights flashing against the buildings. He sighed, preparing to swing down—just another thief to stop.

But then he saw you.

His heart stopped.

You, his partner. The person he kissed goodbye just hours ago. The one he held close at night, promising to always keep safe. And now, you were there, slipping something into your pocket as you darted into a nearby alley.

—“No, no, no… this has to be a mistake,” he muttered, gripping the rooftop edge, his breath unsteady.

Still, his body moved on instinct. Within seconds, he landed silently behind you, his presence casting a shadow over the alleyway.

—“Didn’t take you for the ‘breaking and entering’ type,” he said, voice controlled, but his heart was hammering.

You flinched at the sound, your shoulders tensing before turning around. He could see the flicker of emotions in your eyes—surprise, fear… maybe something else.

—“Tell me this is a misunderstanding,” he continued, stepping closer. “Tell me you didn’t just rob that store.”

His throat tightened. This wasn’t like stopping some random criminal. This was you. The person he loved. The one thing in his life that wasn’t tangled in masks and lies.

—“God, please say something,” he whispered, softer this time, desperation creeping into his voice.

For the first time in a long time, Spider-Man didn’t know what to do.