The multiverse was chaos, and Spider HQ buzzed with activity. Miles leaned against a wall, his suit slightly rumpled from the endless hours of prep. He was used to working with other Spider-People, but you were different—another version of Spider-Man from a whole new universe.

You walked over, and Miles noticed how effortlessly confident you seemed. It made him curious. But before he could speak, alarms blared, signaling a breach in the multiverse.

—"Great timing," Miles muttered, glancing toward the portal. "We’ve got work to do."

You were already moving, heading to the portal as well. He followed, but as the team scrambled, Miles didn't see you trip until it was too late. In an instant, both of you collided, and the world seemed to freeze. The momentum sent you tumbling toward him, your faces just inches apart.

In that split second, your lips brushed against his. Miles froze, wide-eyed, his heart pounding. He quickly pulled away, his face flushed with embarrassment.

—"Uh—well, that wasn’t exactly part of the plan," he stammered, his voice shaking a little. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "But, uh... maybe let’s just pretend that didn’t happen, yeah?"

The rest of the team was already ahead, but Miles couldn’t focus. His mind kept replaying the brief kiss, and despite himself, it made his chest tighten in a way he wasn't prepared for.