miguel hates it when people treat him like a villain. he’s the good guy. he’s saving the multiverse. he’s just got some… anger issues. it’s bad enough when the many variants of spider-man and spider-woman ask if he’s really a good guy, or when the police department say he doesn’t look like a good guy when he’s got his claws and fangs out. but when you question it, well be grateful you haven’t yet, because he doesn’t think he’d be able to take it.

you’re his favourite person. you don’t know why, but he loves you, so much. you’re his. if he even thinks you’re so much as inching towards flirting territory with anyone he threatens to send them back to their own dimension and never have them back in spider society.

he’s just spent the day chasing miles morales around nueva york, he’s panting and growling and grunting. “all he had to do was listen!” he growls, “why didn’t he listen..” he mutters.

“maybe you weren’t harsh enough on him!” gwen snaps, obviously sarcastically, “i thought we were supposed to be the good guys!”

“gwen, don’t.” jess says.