until we dock
miles morales x blackfem reader | summer cruise AU
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you woke up sore, volleyball for three hours straight sore.
your shoulders complained when you stretched. your calves tightened with every step and strain, even your hands somehow hurt.
you had fun so it was worth it.
the room was quiet except for the distant wash of waves around the ship.
7:02am
your parents were still asleep your mom snuggled against your dad's chest like they were on a honeymoon.
you rolled out of bed your bonnet threatening to slide off with any sudden movement, your hand sluggishly rubbed the crust out of your eyes and wipes off the bit of mascara that you forgot to take off fully last night before you crashed in bed.
reluctantly, you shuffled toward the bathroom like it was a school day.
today you felt lazy , you didn't feel like trying very hard.
you took your hair out of its nightly two braided pigtails to help maintain your hair and keep its tangle-free and put it into a side part , the french boho curls falling around your face and shoulders effortlessly.
a little mascara , blush and lipgloss. done.
you took a quick shower and came out shuffling through drawers to find something cute but lazy to throw on. you found a simple halter top white sundress , it was simple and comfortable.
by 7:45 you were wandering towards the breakfast buffet with your room key in hand and your phone in the other. the buffet was almost empty considering how early it was.
a few older couples scattered around.
you grabbed your plate , you weren't really a breakfast food person so your plate consisted of mostly fruits, half of a cream cheese bagel and a strawberry banana smoothie.
you turned around to find a seat and you made eye contact with miles and he looked at you in a way that he must've been waiting for you to notice him in the small crowd.
oh, didn't know he was here.
for a second both of you just froze before he made his way closer to you, a toast in his hand
"fancy seeing you here" he said softly.
his curls were a bit wild and more frizzy than usual , he had on a pair of shorts that hung low on his waist and a plain white shirt that had deep wrinkles like he slept hard.
"just rolling out of bed?" you teased doing a soft once over.
"mmm yeah, i look beautiful i know." he teased back his voice was much softer and raspy like he hasn't said a word yet this morning until he saw you.
a moment passed where you guys were just awkwardly glacing at each other not knowing what to say next. because what do you say to someone at 7am on a cruise?
his elbow tapped yours for your attention as he pointed his chin to an empty pair of chairs overlooking the ocean "lets go sit."
"oh no-i don't wanna interrupt your breakfast." you shooed
he shifted little closer to you signaling to move with him "you're not interrupting anything."
the conversation came easy with miles, easier than it should've. volleyball,the pool,gift shop trinkets.
his eyes dropped towards you hands as you picked a grape off the stem and you noticed immediately.
"...what?"
"nothing."
"what's wrong with my hands?"
"they're lowkey creeping me out—i've never seen hands that small." he murmured looking at his own hand spreading all five fingers analyzing it from front to back like he hadn't had them attached to him all 17 years of his life, then yours his eyes widening like a curious puppy.
you looked at your own hands too. "now you're making me self conscious." your lips pursed to the side.
miles shook his head "what—no..every hand is beautiful , no matter what..size."
people passing by probably thought yall were stupid or just high out of your minds.
he sighed leaning into his chair "you know." miles started "seems like everyone's been getting a piece of you except me these days." you sighed dramatically. "you forgot all about little ol me."
you nearly choked on a grape "—what?"
he sat up leaning closer to you as he started listing off with his fingers "naomi stole you."
"okay.."
"then mateo"
"then your parents."
you laughed "i can't control that."
"okay well—learn to." he dismissed , his lips forming a playful pout "i've been trying to spend time with you , friend."
the word sounded intentional , like he wanted you to hear it.
you frowned "were hanging out right now thoughhh"
"yeah yeah." he rolled his eyes "so, you and mateo been getting a little close hm?" he questioned lightly
"hm?" you hummed back
"you guys were laughing a lot at the beach yesterday."
you smiled softly recalling the memory "we were huh?"
"mhm."
"you were watching us?"
"i observe everyone equally?" he defended. "no but seriously—when did you guys start talking so much?" he said propping his chin on his hand leaning on the small table between you two "just wondering." he added, soo casually.
"well—when we left the pool he helped me carry my things to my room and he met my parents and stuff and it was just this whole funny thing." you explained reliving the moment in between soft giggles.
"i havent met your parents." he muttered, bitter and whiny.
his eyes widened seconds after "that's not—"
you started laughing, "you wanna meet my parents?"
"that's not what i said."
"then why are you mad?" you accused.
"PSH—wha—? im not madddd? what are you talking about." he said feigning innocence.
you playfully roll your eyes before your phone buzzed beside your plate
dad:
you alive?
you smiled immediately
miles pursed his lips out and peeked over your phone curiously his leg bouncing like an anxious dog "mateo?"
"..what?"
"is that mateo texting you?"
you stared and narrowed your eyes. "why would mateo have my number?"
"instagram?"
"huh?"
"does he have your instagram?"
you started laughing.
"miles."
"what?"
"why do you care?" you chuckled out.
he shrugged
you held up your phone dramatically close to his face. "its my dad seeee?"
"..oh"
you grinned smugly. "happy?"
"mhmm" he said, you could visibly see his face relax.
"anyways— i know sign language." he said , a strange way to change the subject.
"really?"
"yeah, i know a lil sum-sum." he boasted
you sat up, interested. "can you teach me?"
his eyebrows lifted "right now?"
"mhm!"
he looked around dramatically "okay but if you become fluent overnight i want credit." he then got out of his chair and sat in yours, it was fairly big and had enough space for the both of you.
"okay." he held up his hands "im gonna teach you how to spell your name."
he slowly showed you each letter and you copied him the best you could. key word, the best you could.
he laughed softly throwing his head back. "oh lord."
"what? i'm learning!"
"clearly" he quipped.
he reached over "here."
his fingers gently adjusted yours "this goes here." his hand wrapped around yours for only a second, maybe even less. "there you go."
"this feels like cheating."
"im teaching."
"you're moving my hand for me."
"it's all about the visuals."
you playfully bumped his shoulder with your own. he looked entirely too pleased about it.
then—
"oh??"
both of you looked up to the sound source
naomi stood a few feet away holding an iced coffee and looking far too entertained , her eyes moving in between you two with a soft, taunting smile. then your hands. still suspiciously close together.
"....am i interrupting something?"
you frowned immediately. "what?no?"
"yes." miles said, not a beat behind.
your head whipped toward miles
"WHAT?"
naomi burst out laughing and raised her hands in surrender "my bad, carry on."
"what—? carry on what??" you scrambled while miles was actively trying not to smile, which somehow made it worse.
naomi looked between the two of you one last time then nodded to herself. "mhm."
you started after her as she went back to where she came from.
"...what was that supposed to mean??"
"noo idea." miles shrugged "anyways—back to our lesson."
you guys couldn't stay away from the pool for too long as soon as the clock hit 12 the group was back again at the pool, but instead of being in your lounge chair tanning actually decided to come near the pool dipping your feet in with naomi and some of the girls kiara, samira and elena.
"sooooooo" naomi began , already smirking softly. "any boys we find cute yet?" she asked broadly, but it was definitely directed to you
"yeah, i saw a lifeguard at the kiddie pool, hes hot." samira said
"oh my god— samira he's like 30 years old!" elena laughed
"so?? still hot." she shrugged.
"he is hot." naomi agreed.
you were zoned out your feet gently kicking in the water. before you felt wet hand grab your calf.
"Y/N...!" miles gasped his curls soaking wet and his cheeks slightly red and sun-kissed "YOU WANNA SEE MY HANDSTAND?" he said choking on water like a child.
your eyes winded as quickly as they softened as you noticed who was grabbing your leg. "sure miles." you chuckled
"OKAY—LOOK." he said taking a big gasp before diving head first back into the pool in front you doing a handstand, you couldn't lie, it was clean.
he came back up with an excitedly and expectant smile.
you clapped softly "woo, so amazing!" you cheered softly
his smile,if possible got even bigger and did a dramatic bow before swimming away.
"so." naomi began again. "miles is cute." she said smiling at you.
"mm, yeah." you say casually
samira and elena both look at you with soft curious looks, immediately peeping what naomi was hinting at.
"you guys are cute." elena added
"together." naomi chimed in.
"uhm—what?" you chuckled. " you guys are acting weird."
"nobody's being weird, just sayin" naomi sung softly
in a heartbeat miles swam his way over again " i heard my name."
"said it once but okay, youre just nosy." naomi sassed.
"you guys talking about me?" he said feigning anger
"yes." naomi admitted.
"good things?" he said sweetly
"mmmm, sorta." you said still gently kicking your feet.
"ugh you guys are so boring, when will you guys actually get in the pool." he whined shifting into a floating position
"LETS PLAY CHICKEN." amir shouted from across the pool
" y/nnnnnn come onnnn, play chicken with us." miles whined softly.
"but my hai—"
"i wont let you fall!" he interrupted. he swam next to you gently hugging your calf , his cheek squished tightly against your leg "pleaseeeee? cmon!!!"
suddenly everyone was in the water arguing about strategy like the cruise Olympics was on the line.
you looked down , "absolutley not."
miles stood waist deep in the water looking up at you with a confused face. "what do you mean???"
"you better not drop me miles i swear ill hate you forever." you warned.
"i literally told you i was a lifeguard, if i can carry a limp body from deep end to shore, i can carry you." he said softly
"oh please—they were probably like 7 years old!"
"dead weight is seriously heavy."
"i wont let you fall." he reassured sincerely.
your hand rested lightly on the top of his head for balance.
"oh hell no."
"its fine! you're fine!" he said moving around with ease to face everyone else.
despite all your complaining he held steady beneath you, ridiculously steady. his hands stayed secure against your legs to keep you balanced while the water moved around both of you.
across from you, naomi sat samira's shoulders looking entirely too confident and the game dissolved into chaos almost immediately. splashing,laughing. naomi almost tipped you over but before you could flail over miles steadies you immediately. one hand shifted to your upper thigh to keep you more steady.
"see? i got you." he sounded entirely too pleased with himself.
by the end, everyone was exhausted, sunburnt, and waterlogged.
you sat at the ledge of the pool dangling your feet in the water while everyone continued debating behind you.
miles dropped down beside you. "so, do i get a reward for proving you wrong?"
"you mean not letting me drown?" you asked.
"yeah! i mean , i did really good right?" he reasoned scooting closer to you "sooo?"
"what do you want?" you chuckled, entertaining the idea
"whatever you're offering." he said slyly.
"you want a slushy from the cafe?"
"mm..alright."
the trip to the cafe was cut short because you had a little quality time with your parents and you got back to your room sometime after that night around eight.
the shower washed away the chlorine and sunscreen left behind, but your body still felt like it was in the pool and the water was hugging you in waves.
your phone lit up before you even climbed into bed.
@ m.morales sent you a message • just now
i have a complaint.
you smiled immediately.
you:
again??😭
miles:
yes..
you:
what now miles...
miles:
you never answered my question.
miles:
how did mateo get parent privileges before me?
you laughed out loud.
you:
this is getting ridiculous
miles:
im serious
typing...
stopped.
typing...
stopped again.
miles:
look outside.
you:
what
miles:
outside your room.
you sat up straighter.
you:
?????
miles:
just look.