'Star in a web~✮' || Miles Morales x Reader

「 ✦ 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆! ✦ 」

   We watch most of the episode in silence, and then I tap Miles's arm frantically, pointing at the screen "I'm about to come up!"

   And there I was. Leaning against my little sister's doorway, phone in one hand, blunt in the other.

   "Hey 'Riah. I'm bout to be out and about." I slur out as I throw up a peace sign. "Tell mommy to put more food in the fridge and come lock this here door." I beckon Mariah to follow me. 

   The scene cuts to a shot of me getting in an 80s Corvette, placing a delicate kiss on the side of a man's face in the driver's seat. Mariah watches as Yvette speeds off to wherever was she was going. Mariah watches through the blinds of the window as her sister abandons her in the house, wondering when she would return.

   My sister was never really around. And whenever she was, she was arguing with my mom. I faded into the back of both of their lives as they had their issues to take care of. I watched the girl I would play hide and seek with hide from the responsibilities of her upcoming adulthood, and instead seek out comfort and joy in various men.

   There was another scene of me at a party, dancing with a new man who would later be known as Jayden. My hair was everywhere, I was in jean short shorts, and a long-sleeved red crop top. Moments later I got into a fistfight with another girl, resulting in her cracking my skull.

   "DAMN!" Miles shouts as a hand flies to cover his mouth. "She ran your fade bro get back!"

   "That's not even me that's Yvette!" I shout as I point at the projection. 

   "You literally PLAY YVETTE!" He shouts back

   "YEAH, BUT THAT ISN'T ME!"

   We fake bicker for about 5 minutes before regaining focus on the show, making conversation every now and again. As the episode comes to a close, I shut off the projector and move what's left of the snacks to the counter. Miles immediately got up to assist in cleaning up the living room, folding the blankets, and taking the plushies back to my room.  "Since when did you have a console?"

   I walk into my room to see Miles pointing at the PS5, delicately covered with small pink stickers. "Huh? Oh, I've always had that."

   "You got Mortal Kombat?" He grins.

   "You trynna get yo ass whooped?" I grin in return, tilting my head to the side as I crossed one ankle over the other, leaned on my door, and crossed my arms over my chest. 

   He sucked his teeth as he shoved his hands into his pockets and cocked his head to the side to mirror me, giving me a sharp glare and a smug grin. "Nah, c'mere. Come get this light work." He teases as he rolls on my bed, grabbing the blue controller from my nightstand and making himself comfortable. He laid flat on his back with one leg propped up, each side of the controller in his hand. I sighed before shaking my head, throwing myself beside him as I bent over him to grab the pink controller, muttering a small "I tried to tell him."

   I powered on the TV, turned on the console, located "Mortal Kombat 11" and patiently waited for the game to boot up. "I'm gonna give you a warning, I use to play this game with my cousins. I've had a damn controller in my hands since Pampers. You sure you want this heat?"

   "I'm different." He smirks.

   "Aight bet. C'mere."

   Miles chooses Erron Black as his character, ranting about how he's 'top tier' and 'unbeatable.' I cackle loudly as a result of these false claims, choosing my main girl Mileena from the menu! Every time I played Mortal Kombat, I'd choose Mileena. She was just so gorgeous and I adored her lore. All hot girls main Mileena!