The cold winter air nips at yours and Rhys’ face as you two sit atop of a tall building, exhausted from a day of keeping your city safe.

He pulls off his spiderman mask and ruffles his hair in a futile attempt to make it look nicer–he’s only doing it to appear more attractive to you, honestly.

Not that it would help his chances with you, considering you have a boyfriend.

But god, he’d do anything to make you his.

“How are you and that boyfriend of yours?” Rhys looks over to you, completely enraptured with how you look in the moonlight. “What’s his name…Mason?’