a/n: im a liar sorry scar i had to write for kinich first, spiderman au!!! his skills look so fun
a pregnant silence extends between the both of you while you try to wrap your head around a plausible explanation for what you're staring at right now. a plausible explanation aside from-
kinich hopes you don’t point out the elephant in the room.
“…try saying that again when you’re not hanging on the roof of your room.”
“and you never thought to tell me this??” your face immediately morphs playfully into betrayal, scoffing at the audacity that he had for not letting you in on his biggest secret. “and you know practically everything about me, even the downright embarrassing..-“
he tunes out your rant in favor of slowly inching closer towards you (on the roof), watching as you pace back and forth, retelling your worst moments that he’s had the honor of hearing and seeing them unfold in front of him. he’s finally close enough and lowers himself, hanging on a singular delicate string. you’re immediately quiet when his face slides into view, closer than you realized. your voice drops down to a quieter tone.
“…and i can’t believe you let me ramble my soul crushing love for spiderman in front of his face.” at that, a smile finally quirks up the corners of his lips.
it’s a given that he has to hear about all the crushes that you’ve harbored since the moment you knew what it was like to have butterflies in your stomach. it’s his sworn duty as your childhood friend - your only closest friend (as he likes to point out).
and ever since the newest hero spiderman (himself) came and swept you away from a crumbling building, you’ve been infatuated. he got to hear all about it when he rushed to your hospital room, not as spiderman who saved your life, but as your childhood friend. the cuts and scrapes on your body were almost nonexistent as he gazed at the oncoming rosy flush dust on your cheeks, a love-sick grin as you retell the heart-throbbing moment you were saved (that he was also a part of…not that you know).
it was a daunting realization, knowing that the only person he’s ever known he’s loved - the one who had themselves sprinkled in every aspect of his life - falling in love with him. but not as kinich, the one who has always been by your side, but his persona as spiderman. it was still him, in theory, that you were proclaiming your love to, yet somehow, it still felt as if you were talking about some other guy that wasn’t him.
so that was the unfortunate conflict that he carried with himself, unable to suppress the ugly wrench in his heart when you constantly gushed over every appearance he made on the news, yet the smallest part of him couldn’t help but preen when he heard your praises. truly, what idiot is jealous and proud of… himself??
yet he couldn’t stop himself from pushing more and more of the boundaries that he had given himself, not when he starts appearing more frequently as spiderman around areas you go to often, watching as the photo gallery on your phone fill with videos and pictures. not when he sees the amount of trinkets you kept when you received them from him on a whim, not when he sees the wallpaper of your phone set to the one picture you got of the both of you, with your hand pressed against his chest and looking at him with a gaze full of contentment-
the exact one that you’re giving to him right now. kinich is sure that he should’ve melted at the warmth of your gaze at this point, his heart pounding harder in this moment than any fight he’s had with a villain. he watches your every move, illuminated by the moonlight, while you lean a little closer.
and slowly, your mouth tentatively presses against his, a light fluttering kiss sending tingles down every nerve of his. he doesn’t stop himself from chasing your lips when you pull away, looking very satisfied (he isn’t. not even the slightest).
“i’m sure you know how much i’ve been dying to do that.” he lets out a small sound of amusement, recalling the amount of times you’ve detailed to him how you craved giving a kiss to spiderman while he hung upside down in front of you.
he raised a teasing eyebrow. “didn’t you say you’d ‘absolutely ravage his lips, face, neck, and chest’ after you got the first kiss?” your face immediately blooms bright red, shoving your hands in his face, cursing while blaming him for allowing you to ramble all that you did about…himself.
he can’t help laughing out loud, dodging your attempts at smacking him in the head. eventually he pulls both of your hands together with one hand and lets your body stumble into his chest. “wanna go for a swing?”
his previous grievance towards your dignity is immediately forgotten and he can see the answer clearly in your eager eyes, sparkling with anticipation. “mm!!” your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, as he slowly guides the both of you to the window.
sharing a final glance with you, he pops an unexpected question that he's thought about for years.
“so, do you like me or spiderman more?”
“you of course.” you answer with no hesitation. "you, as in my kinich."
his heart stops at your answer, his mind slowing down not realizing you slip yourself out of his grip, and start free falling down the building. adrenaline pushes his body forward, swooping to pull your body into his as he swings the both of you building to building. he holds back the urge to scold you when he hears your laugh, full of exhilaration from the feeling of the wind rush past your ears. his eyes widen when he hears your voice brush past his ears, delivering the final words that he would engrave in his mind.
“because you always come to save me. no matter what appearance you take, you‘ll always be the one by my side.”
he feels a weight lift off his chest with your words, finally swinging with freedom of the thorns that constricted his heart, and carrying the most important thing in the world in his arms.
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