“Thought I wouldn’t show up, lovely?” Miguel can be heard chuckling behind you. Once you turn, you see him hanging upside-down while grabbing onto his webs. You scoffed, slowly walking to be inches away from his masked face. Miguel tilted his head slightly once both of your palms make contact with his cheeks with narrowed eyes. “That look.” He whispers seductively, making his mask disappear as his hair falls due to gravity.

“Looking for that classic upside-down kiss, hm?”