Mother spider. (Spider-Gwen x baby reader)

Bedtime

In the cozy embrace of Y/N's bedroom, Gwen sat beside his crib, holding a colorful storybook in her hands. The room was dimly lit, casting a soft glow that created a serene atmosphere. Y/N, his eyes drooping with fatigue, looked up at his mother with anticipation.

"Are you ready for a bedtime story, little guy?" Gwen asked, her voice filled with warmth and excitement. Y/N responded with a sleepy smile, his small fingers reaching out to touch the pages of the book.

Gwen opened the storybook, revealing a world of enchantment and adventure. She began to read, her voice gentle and melodic, bringing the characters and settings to life. Y/N listened intently, his gaze fixed on the illustrations that danced across the pages.

As Gwen read, she skillfully portrayed each character, using different voices and expressions to captivate Y/N's imagination. She painted vivid pictures with her words, transporting Y/N to magical lands and introducing him to fantastical creatures.

With each turn of the page, Gwen's voice carried the tale forward, evoking a sense of wonder and excitement. Y/N's eyes sparkled as he followed along, his imagination taking flight with the story.

Gwen's voice rose and fell, creating a rhythm that mirrored Y/N's drifting consciousness. The soothing sound of her words wrapped around him like a soft blanket, lulling him into a state of peaceful relaxation.

Y/N snuggled into his pillows, his eyelids growing heavier with every passing moment. Gwen continued to read, her voice a constant source of comfort and familiarity. She noticed Y/N's drowsiness and adjusted her tone, her voice becoming softer and more soothing.

As the story reached its conclusion, Gwen gently closed the book, signaling the end of their literary journey. She placed the book on the nearby shelf and turned her attention back to Y/N, who was now on the cusp of slumber.

She leaned over and planted a tender kiss on Y/N's forehead, whispering, "Goodnight, baby boy. May your dreams be filled with magic and joy."

Gwen carefully laid Y/N down in his crib, tucking him in with a soft blanket. She lingered by his side, watching over him with a loving gaze. The room was filled with a sense of peace and tranquility, the perfect backdrop for Y/N's journey into dreamland.

With one last glance, Gwen quietly left the room, allowing the hushed whispers of the bedtime story to linger in the air. She knew that the tale she had shared with Y/N would remain in his heart, creating cherished memories of their special moments together.

As Y/N drifted into a deep slumber, the words of the story echoed in his dreams, mingling with the love and warmth he felt from his mother's embrace. And in the embrace of dreams, he embarked on his own adventures, guided by the stories that Gwen would continue to share, creating a world where imagination and love intertwined.