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What a great night to have a cherry flavoured cigarettes on a building rooftop. It's been one week since I haven't seen Spiderman and I am starting to loose hope to see him again. I can not lie or hide it, even if there is something going on between Miguel and I, I still miss Spiderman a lot. I miss him looking after me like a big brother, I miss him scolding at me because of my impulsive actions, I miss him getting all flustered whenever I get close to him.
I wish I didn't miss this, because this is completely crazy. I don't know his name or his face. This is so weird but yet, I want and need more of him. I don't know what is drawing me to him but this is slowly starting to get annoying.
My mask is raised above my lips as I am smoking this cigarette, thinking about this museum date I had with Miguel. It was truly amazing, I went for the first time with him and this was just awesome. I can't seem to find the perfect word to describe this feeling I went through when all he could look at was me. And every time I was asking him his thoughts on a painting, I turned to him and he wasn't even looking at the painting, and all he could say was "it's beautiful, I like it.", looking at me.
I find myself stupidly smiling. Not a single man has ever treated me like this before. I bite my bottom lip trying so hard not to smile like a little kid. But I suddenly hear footsteps coming from behind me. I turn around with widened eyes but I don't see anything. I am probably crazy but I am sure I just heard something.
I stand up and I hear the footsteps again, I crush my cigarette under my black boots before walking to a red brick chimney, I hide behind it as I slide my hand on my gun and take it from my thigh holster. I hear the footsteps coming closer and closer, my heart is beating fast.
When the footsteps seem to be close enough, I step out of my hiding place before pointing the gun at the stranger's face. My heart drops as I widen my eyes.
Spiderman raises his hands before tilting his head to the side. I immediately put my gun down and put it back in my holster.
"It's you..." I say relieved.
I bite my inner cheek trying so hard to hold back a smile. He is here, in front of me. After one goddamn week looking for him everywhere. Spiderman chuckles before stepping closer.
"Glad to see you again, Cherry." He tells me.
I missed him calling me that. It sounds pretty in his mouth. I look away, avoiding his gaze as I step back, but he steps closer again, hopelessly trying to lock his eyes with mine.
"I missed you." He unexpectedly tells me.
I raise my eyebrows in surprise before finally looking at him, meeting his gaze. He missed me? No way. Did he want to see me again too? He probably was also looking for me all week. He missed me. I feel relieved that we both felt the same way during this long week. I immediately stop stepping back and let him getting closer and closer.
"What?" I ask confused.
"You heard me right, ma. Don't make me say it again." He mumbles.
Oh, God. He sounds so hot right now. He has no right to tell me things like this without giving me his name or showing me his face. I want to slap him across the face. I bite my bottom lip anxiously. He gets closer before sliding his fingers on my jawline, the exact spot where he left a kiss the other day. I look up at him.
"I missed you too." I admit.
I can hear him slightly chuckling before letting go of my jawline. I anxiously lick my lips, feeling my cheek getting hot and hotter. Thank God I am wearing a mask.
"Are you still hunting down this garage man?" He asks me.
"Nah, he killed himself before I could even murder him." I answer.
"Why did you want to murder him in the first place?" He asks me.
I wish I could tell him but everything is so complicated. And everything might be linked, if he is after people who illegally sell vibranium, that means he knows my brother Robert because he was obviously illegally selling vibranium. If I tell him why, everything will be linked and he will know who I am.
"I can't tell you spider boy, I am sorry." I tell him.
He doesn't know David Chen is the man I am hunting down, he doesn't know he sabotaged my brother's car and if he finds out, he will also find out who I am.
Maybe the person who paid David is also selling vibranium illegally, and if so, Spiderman and I could be looking for the same person. He could help me, we could team up again but I don't want that. I don't want to live this life, hunting down people to murder them. This isn't what I want.
"It's fine..." He whispers.
I am wondering so many things. There is so many things to ask him.
"So, did you ask that girl out?" I ask him.
He immediately chuckles before lowering his face. His hand slides on his neck and this is telling me everything I needed to know. His body is speaking for him, he doesn't need to open his mouth.
"I did." He admits.
And oh, I wish I could be truly happy for him right now, but I am not. He really, really likes this girl nothing can change that. I am trying so hard to smile at him, making him understand that I am happy that he asked her out but all I want is to kill that girl, I am so jealous.
"Woah, amazing..." I say awkwardly before continuing, "How did it go?" I ask him.
I get closer to him as he looks up trying to find the words to explain it.
"That's a pretty fucked up situation actually, but... We're going to manage it." He tells me.
We. There is a we. Between her and him. Woah. I am trying so hard to hide my jealousy. I don't answer anything and he notices it before speaking up.
"Are you jealous, Cherry?" He chuckles before tilting his head to the side.
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— MIGUEL'S POV:
Cherry doesn't answer anything. Oh, she is so jealous. This is cute, but I have to keep it real. Cherry and I is something that will never happen because of obvious reasons. She folds her arms against her chest, showing some attitude. I can't help but smirk. This is funny.
I really missed Cherry though, she hasn't left my mind in a week.
"Oh you're so jealous..." I say teasing her.
"Hey, do you want to play a game called shut the fuck up? It's basically a game where you have to shut the fu-" She starts sassily and angrily but I cut her off.
"So much attitude in such a tiny body is honestly unbelievable." I say in a sigh.
I fold my arms against my chest as she is glaring at me. She gasps, I giggle. She truly looks adorable and I hate it.
"Coño..." She mumbles under her breath.
I raise my eyebrows in surprise. Oh, she speaks Spanish? Is she a latina? I roll my eyes before answering her in Spanish as well.
"Cuidado con lo que dices." I say sassily.
She gasps again with widened eyes as she frowns and turns to me, her arms are still folded together against her chest.
"You speak Spanish?" She scolds at me as if I wasn't allowed to speak Spanish.
"So do you." I answer sassily.
She grumbles before rolling her eyes like a little grumpy kid. I hope she knows this little attitude isn't working.
"Drop the attitude." I tell her.
"Well you know what? I am also seeing someone." She tells me.
I giggle as I slide my hand on my face. She is unbelievable. God, she is driving me insane. I hate it, I hate her.
"Yeah, I don't believe that," I start before locking her eyes with mine, "maybe if you showed your face earlier I wouldn't have asked that girl out, but you don't seem to want to show it."
She raises one eyebrows, gasping in shock as she slides her hands on her hips like a mom. I could tell this annoyed her.
"I never said I wasn't comfortable with showing my face." She tries to convince me.
"Then do it." I challenge her.
She freezes. And so do I. Why did I say that? I am so dumb, I want to take my words back but maybe I shouldn't. I shouldn't take my words back because this is what I want. I want to see her face. I have been picturing what she could possibly look like since the day I first met her. I want to know to which face does this heavenly harmonious voice belong.
"Huh? Uh- I..." She starts before letting her arms fall down.
She starts looking around, trying to find a reason not to do it. She licks her lips nervously before closing her eyes and frowning. I feel heat taking over me. Is this happening? Is this about to happen? Am I really about to find out what Cherry looks like? Woah, I don't think I am ready for this, I am not physically or mentally prepared.
She anxiously bites her bottom lip before lowering her face as she sighs heavily and slides her hand on her mask, she completely takes it off. Her dark curly hair fall on her shoulder as her gaze meets mine.
My heart drops when I immediately recognize Marilyn. There is no way. Woah, I almost faint but blink a several times before frowning. I think I am dreaming, I must be dreaming. I must be so obsessed with Marilyn that I start seeing her everywhere now, but no. Marilyn is right in front of me and this is not a dream.
I feel so dumb, so dumb. It was so obvious now that I just found out. The cigarettes, the red lips, the voice, the eyes, everything was so obvious. That means so many things, Marilyn is living a double life, she is a student at day, and a murderer at night. And I hate myself for finding this attractive. And she got the vibranium bracelets because Robert Danburry is her brother.
Does that also mean I indirectly confessed my feelings to her without even knowing it? Woah, this is so weird. I feel so relieved at the same time, I kept thinking I had a dilemma between Cherry and Marilyn but it turns out they are the same person. Woah, I was actually thinking about the same person all these nights? This woman has a weird hold on me.
I realize now that this suit is making her look so sexy. My eyes trail down her body, I realize she wears boots. How can she fights with heeled boots? This woman really can do anything. She is impressive. All of that just made her a hundred times more attractive. I want her to punch me in the face. My heart is still racing in my rib cage. I haven't said a single thing since she took off her mask and Marilyn, Cherry notices it.
"What? You don't like what you see?" She asks me, frowning as she tilts her head to the side.
Oh, only if she knew. I am just so speechless. I don't know what to say. She seems annoyed, she rolls her eyes before starting to step back. And I can tell my reaction is hurting her, I wish I could make her feel how my heart is beating fast and nearly bursting out of my rib cage.
"Okay..." She says disappointed, rolling her eyes as she turns her back on me and starts walking away.
I watch her leaving, her hips moving as her hair are slightly swinging. And the only thing I can do is shoot a web at her, she stops walking as she feels the white sticky thing grabbing her waist. I make her turn back to me as I slide my hand on her waist. And the images of her dancing against my body come again. I need her so bad, in so many unbelievable ways.
She instinctively slides her hand on my chest as the other one is on my neck. And I realize how tiny she looks in front of me. This is adorable. She is adorable. She looks up at me, giving me those eyes that could make me fold. Oh, Marilyn. No, this isn't Marilyn, this is Cherry right in front of me, touching my body.
"No, don't go, please." I beg her as my face gets closer to hers.
She smirks when she hears how needy I am, I look down at her red lips, and oh, how I wish I could kiss her right now. Just a taste. Just one.
"I love what I see. You don't understand, you don't get it." I whisper in a husky voice.
Her fingers slide in the opening between my mask and my suit as I can feel her skin against mine. A shiver runs down my spine, I want more. So much more, my heart is beating so fast. I wouldn't be surprised if she could hear it.
"Do you trust me?" She asks me in a raspy whisper.
I trust her with my life. I don't care about anything anymore, all I want is her. I want Marilyn, this isn't a want anymore but a need. But I am still scared to show her my face, I am not ready for it yet.
"Yeah, I trust you." I tell her.
She smiles before starting to take off my mask, but she doesn't completely take it off, understanding that I might not be ready for this yet. She raises it right above my nose, and a smile appears on her face as soon as she can finally take a glimpse of my lips. And I don't even want to imagine for how long she has been waiting for that. My other hand slides on her waist, pulling her closer.
And I don't waste no time, I have been wanting that for months and I am not letting that chance slide. My face gets closer to hers and I smash my lips against hers, and her lips are so smooth and they taste like cherry. I feel her smiling against my lips as she gives in, my hands wrap around her lower back. And this is perfect, just us, kissing at night on top of a building in New York.
Her hands on my neck, skin to skin. I couldn't hope for something better. Her lips are moving against mine as I pull her against my body, I can feel something warm in my lower stomach, like butterflies. We have both been waiting for this to happen for so long. And I can clearly feel it, it's everywhere in the air. And I wish she knew, I wish she knew who she was kissing.
She pulls back and I want to kiss her again and again until there is no tomorrow. I don't know how I will manage to see her almost everyday as Marilyn without kissing her. She exhales heavily before speaking up in the most attractive voice ever, her lips are still close to mine, almost brushing against each other.
"I am going to need your help again, Spidey." She whispers, looking up at my eyes.
"Tell me everything, Cherry." I mumble.
author's note
AYOOOO
I TOLD Y'ALL TO BE PATIENT
the tension isn't even at its HIGHEST, i loved writing this chapter
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