you were half asleep on your bed, you phone still in your hand and your cat laying in front of you, close to your stomach, warming you

Miles carefully slid through your window, he took off his prowler mask, and quietly walked up to you, the claws of his gauntlet slowly wrapped around your waist as he leaned down to you

"Watcha doin', Mami?" he asked while smirking down on your cat who had looked up at him as well, just like you