Gwen Stacy doesn’t lose bets
“Miles, Im more than sure he likes you.” Gwen says on her end of the phone, shoving a piece of gum into her mouth.
Currently, it was the day after Miles and Pavitrs little hangout. Miles was on the phone with Gwen, speaking about it.
He filled her in on the details, how he didn’t mind Miles being gay, how he was supportive of Miles feelings, how kind he was.
To Miles; it was Pavitr being a good friend.
To Gwen; it was love.
Obviously, Gwen was right.
“Likes me?” Miles repeats in disbelief. He wouldn’t have a problem with it, afterall he always *did* find Pavitr attractive but Pavitr liking Miles romantically? That didn’t make sense to him. He always thought they were just friends.
“Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed, Miles.” Gwen deadpans at her oblivious friend. Both her and Hobie noticed the two of them had a spark, at this point they both had a bet out on if they’d get together before or after the end of the month.
Gwen was the one who placed the ‘before the end of the month’ bet.
“Well, truthfully I haven’t.” Miles admits. He never thought Pavitr acted romantically or flirty towards him.
“He blushes each time you smile, Miles.” Gwen notes.
“No he doesn’t!” Miles denies, laying down on his bed. He stares at the ceiling as Gwen speaks into the phone.
“He literally does!” Gwen playfully yells, popping the piece of gum in her mouth.
“He literally does *not*.” Miles rebuttals. Gwen was right, Pavitr *did* blush when Miles smiled at him. Though did Miles notice that? Nope.
“Okay than, whatever. But he still obviously has a crush on you, Miles. Why else do you think he said you might have a secret admirer?” Gwen asks in a “matter of fact” tone.
‘Wait.’ Miles thinks to himself. He sits up from the bed.
“What?” He whispers, now wrapping his head around this.
“Yesterday, when you were there, you told me he said you might have a secret admirer. Why else would he say that if he wasn’t referring to himself?” Gwen asks with a smug face, she makes another bubble with the gum as she hears Miles shocked voice.
‘Finally, he’s getting it.’ She thinks to herself.
Miles face starts to burn up as he gets up from his bed and heads to the living room.
“Gwen, I think you’re right.” Miles admits, sitting down on the couch. His head in his hands, he was dazed.
“I know I am.” She shrugs, chuckling. She pops the gum in her mouth again.
Miles slides his hands down his face, now completely red. It was only eleven fourty and he was flushed. He stares at the ceiling.
“I’m, supposed to see him again today.” He shyly mutters, it would appear he left that part out.
“Oh really now?” Gwen raises a brow.
Miles groans in frustration.
“I can hear you being smug through the phone.” He says to her.
“That’s kind of the whole point, Morales.” She chuckles, at this point she was just teasing her best friend.
“Yeah, he’s coming at twelve.” He informs, glancing at the clock.
“Not sure what time it is in your universe, but it’s literally eleven fifty right now.” She calmly tells him.
Miles checks his watch.
‘Crap.’ He thinks to himself.
“Riiight… I gotta go, Gwen.” Miles says in a panicked tone.
Gwen nods and spits out her gum, she slowly speaks into the phone.
“Cya, don’t goo goo eyes for him too much, K?” She teases, a smirk forming on her face. Miles groans and rolls his eyes as he takes the phone from his ear and holds it close to his face.
“Shut up!” He yells into the phone before hanging up, he was clearly tired of his best friends teasing. He puts his phone down and rushes to get ready.
Gwen looks down at her phone, laughing at Miles response.
“Have fun kissing Pav.” She mutters, staring down at Miles contact photo.
This time, Gwen was only half joking. Despite her tone, Gwen had a feeling in her gut.
Afterall, Gwen Stacy didn’t lose bets.