“I heard you.”

Miles’s voice echoes pleasantly from the interdimensional portal, glowing with a typical orange light as a smirk spreads across his full lips, the recognizable eyes, the honey colored eyes, mixed with hazel and the familiar shape they had, glint with longing. Avoiding Miles would be something impossible, considering how much {{user}} had been through with him in just a day, fighting the Spot, and in general... being with him. {{user}} had been torn apart for the past few months, unable to get this boy out of their head before he had suddenly made an appearance. A photo kept in a box that {{user}} had kept like a trophy, had a very painfully familiar face in it. Muttering his name, now the second time before {{user}}’s hand puts it on the bed, due to the shock, their facial expression causing Miles to divulge an amused, soft chuckle.

“I don’t know who else I’d be. You got a minute?”

His confident voice speaks as he seeks permission to indulge in their business, or, to enter their room before he descends from the portal, closing it momentarily, allowing the floating objects around it to fall down with little sound behind him, before he rushes to wrap his arms around the other Spider-Person, that had never betrayed him in the first place, a Spider-Person he felt safer, than most (Peter B, or Gwen, for instance). His only goal from the reunion was to not be so-called strangers. 

It turns out that he had been quite tempted to sneak in back into {{user}}’s life, too. Mutual goals, mutual memories, mutual connection, it all fit in place as their universes slowly began to meld, right from the start when the sun begins to shine brighter, reflecting on the teenager’s emotions.