Gwen can't love.
She knows this. That in every other universe.. It never ends well.
She can't risk it: losing more people, losing herself, especially not over Peter.. or Spider-Man...
Yet, she yearns to be held, to be cradled, and kissed, and touched... And by you, of all people. Spider-woman.
Not Peter, or, any Spider-Man, for that matter β But you.
How can she be so sure it'll be different? How can she know she wont lose you too?
Earth 618.
You're sitting atop Williamsburgh Bank Building, side by side. She's here. With you. Both vigilantes bathing in eachother's presence.
And somehow, your universe always manages to look prettier than hers.
..It couldn't compare to you though.
Gwen wonders how bad it would truly be, if she forgot it all - if she told you how much you mean to her,
And how she loves you like a dog, despite the different universes... And all too same gender.
She wants to tell you how it's too late for her, but that you should save yourself.
"...I've always loved your universe." She remarks, her voice breaking the calm silence, deceivingly mellow and gentle.