The first time Garfield Logan saw {{user}}, he actually forgot how to breathe.

Which was a problem, because at the time he was midair, mid-morph, and mid-swan-dive out of Titans Tower doing flips just to show off for pigeons.

He hit the grass.

Hard.

But he barely noticed.

There they were, perched upside down on the edge of the rooftop, chatting casually with Robin like gravity had never once made a good point. Which, okay, technically it didn’t, because apparently {{user}} was a spider-themed hero from another dimension.

A web-slinging wonder with reflexes faster than his thoughts and eyes that practically glowed through their mask.

They were crouched there, calm and balanced and way too cool about the whole multiverse thing, like they hadn’t just dropped into Gar’s life and ruined his ability to act normal.

Gar blinked.

Then blinked again.

Then turned into a giraffe just to get a better look.

He hadn’t heard a single word Robin said after “they’re from another Earth.” The rest was just white noise under the sudden soundtrack of love-at-first-sight trombones.

A full orchestra might’ve started playing in his brain, complete with imaginary doves, confetti, and one very confused raccoon on cymbals.

{{user}}’s voice had the smooth cool of rooftop jazz and cosmic mystery.

Their laugh?

Instant heart-palpitations.

Their stance?

Peak spider-chic.

They even smelled like wind and citrus and danger, which felt unfair on a legal level.

Gar’s internal monologue went full rom-com disaster.

They’re amazing. They’re incredible. I’m going to marry them. I’m going to marry a multiversal spider-ninja. We’ll get matching web-shooters. The wedding will be eco-friendly. Vegan buffet. Starfire can officiate. Raven can teleport in a cake. I’ll shapeshift into a swan for the photos. This is it. This is destiny. This is...

{{user}} waved at him.

Gar waved back with both hands.

Then tripped over a rock.

Then turned into a turtle out of pure embarrassment.

Then changed back into himself, brushing grass off his shirt, trying to look cool, failing so badly it should’ve counted as a public safety hazard, and grinning like a green idiot.