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Miles called Ganke panicking and Ganke's heart drops to his ass. He hadn't done this since Venom nearly got him back in October.
"What's going on?"
"Get over here please!" He shrieks, debris falling on his left.
"What's your location?"
"147th and Main, take the L and get down here. I'm fighting a new villain- let's call him the Beetle. This nigga is insane."
"Cool, crossing 113th and Sable. Shit, train got held up."
Metal screeches, gears get displaced, and people in the car start slipping and sliding. Ganke however, doesn't budge- nor does the camera falter. Of course, people start the usual screaming and covering themselves out of fear. Understandable, but he actually hasn't harmed them yet.
"Literally. Also, the new guy's got this down to a science. Why do villains always fuck with the trains? Like if I was outta costume and villains started lifting my train car? I'd just have to expose my damn self cause' why the fuck are you doin' so much this early? Mothafucka's up lacin' forces at six am sharp baconeggandcheese no cheddar cause if you even had the fuckin' bread you wouldn't be up stealin' from niggas this early-"
Ganke giggles behind the camera, airpods relaying Miles' rant with reverb and sound effects from the abandoned buildings he's swinging through. Miles reaches the car, only for the Beetle to drop it back on the track with a thud. Still not time to panic just yet, just get back on the seat and keep it moving. Miles is still going at it in his ear, content with falling off the platform if it means he gets to keep hearing this.
Chat however, begs to differ.
"DAWG YOU NEED TO MOVE"
"bro is laughing like his life isn't in danger"
"my brother in christ you need to RUN"
The Beetle sends one of his wings flying through the compartment, busting out four windows and cutting a woman's arm pretty deep. As if that wasn't enough, the train jolts to the right- his hover boots kept him upright. Alright, that shot of him through the broken train window goes hard. Ridiculously hard- not the point.
Ganke gestures to the crowd. "Hey, get that woman over here- the one with magenta tips!"
She's clutching her upper arm pretty hard, blood still trickling out. Ganke tore off a piece of his undershirt for a tourniquet and got to work. Chat was going nuts, as per usual- but it felt good for them to acknowledge him for something other than staying alive.
"W CAMERAMAN WTF"
"BRO KNOWS MEDICAL GRADE FIRST AID??"
"scratch that, his stitching is immaculate."
"he fast with it too, you in medical school??"
"Thanks chat, no I'm not in med school. I just practice on suture pads, I got a pre-med internship at Presby down the road- I was heading there now actually but y'know, the Beetle showed up."
He paused for a moment, tying off this poor woman's stitches. He should not be better than Miles is at lying.
The woman looks at him confused, "How do you know who he's fighting out there?"
"Saw him through the window, saw his wings, they look like beetle wings. His tech's pretty cool, maybe I'll add some of it to the suit." He rambles, "Shit- anyway, I'll just wrap this up and you'll be on your way. Don't bump it or take it off for the first day or so- and follow up with an actual doctor's appointment." He lightly taps her arm and stands her back up.
Miles chimes in, still fighting. "Right, I got the Beetle away from the train. Anyone injured?"
"Just one from what I've seen- is anyone else injured?"
Two people step forward. "Uhm...do you know how to remove glass properly?"
He sighs, why didn't you two step up earlier? "Chat, I'll be ending stream early unless you guys wanna see all this." There's a five-hundred dollar donation.
"big ups to my boy behind the camera. hopefully this is enough to replace your supplies. keep it rolling!"
"Thanks for the donation, novacorpse? Nice pun!"
Miles was sick and tired, tired and sick. He'd finally gotten a break to get the train safely on the ground. He'd punched a hole in the side to help people get out, Ganke stayed with the injured until Miles got things under control. "Under control" being, the Beetle got tired and too banged up to continue, and flew off.
"Is everyone okay?"
"Well, I patched one woman up. Two in this car have glass in their arm and hands. I removed the bigger pieces but they'll have to go to the hospital later and..." Miles pulled Ganke in for a hug, didn't care if his stream was still rolling. Ganke wasn't a monster, so he returned it- but tried his best to block the camera.
Miles whispers, "I want to kiss you so bad right now."
"If this camera weren't here, I would."
"I'll do it later then." He pecks his cheek, closing with a few pats on the back.
"I'm gonna swing by the other cars and see what's what. Take care everyone, and get the injured to a hospital."
Yeah, he's pretty sure his chat got all of that.
"i'm telling you guys, they know each other"
"that was a bro hug fs"
"DID BRO KISS HIM???"
"okay the hug was cute but whose gonna tell him that was danika hart he stitched up"
Someone donated five dollars with the comment, "YOU FUCKWIT THATS DANIKA HART YOU STITCHED UP GO GET YOUR DUES!"
"Wait, you're Dani?"
The woman turns around and sure enough, it's her. "Yeah, thanks for patching me up!"
Oh, Miles is going to be pissed. Not because he didn't get to meet her, but because Danika's his mentor. She's been teaching him all she knows since he was a freshman.
"No problem! Also, this is the wrong time but can I get some autographs?" Ganke slips three cases of her CD's out his bag- and yes, he put them in there solely for Miles.
"Sure! Who do I make these out to?"
"Miles Morales, Ganke Lee, and uh-draw Spiderman's logo on that last one. Thank you so much!"
"Oh? You know Ganke? Say hi to him for me! He would've loved this fight."
Oh Dani...he'll give her a pass for the mask.
Ganke busts in to the apartment, taking the coat rack down as he comes in. "Miles, you are not going to believe-"
Miles webs him over to the couch, head resting on his shoulder. If Miles bounces around any more he'll be able to wash a load of clothes. "What's all this about?"
"What's this all about." He mocks, "Bro you're on TV!"
"What? Why am I up there? The behind the scenes man does not go on screen."
"You're up there cause' you deserve it."
"No no no, all I did was patch a few people up the best I could and-"
"-Nope! We are not arguing over this. You're up there, because you deserve it."
Next thing you know, they're sitting in silence at the clip of their hug. There were a hundred different ways they could have blocked the camera and they didn't choose a single one of them. The headline underneath didn't help their case either. "Spiderman's Mystery Man? Best Friend or Beloved?" Both.
Miles starts, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah...my bad."
"It's fine, we'll just have to be more careful."
"Okay, hear me out: What if we're not."
Ganke squints. "You're telling me the strategy to protecting our relationship is to be open about it."
"Yeah- well- no yeah. I've been through this all before. When I was with Tiana and Gwen, the media always used to pair us up together and make it romantic. Granted they were right, but I'm just sayin'. We play it off well enough they'll think we're friends."
"Just act like we know each other so slip ups don't seem as obvious?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"So when we go on Dani's podcast tomorrow, we're just gonna act natural."
Miles nearly crushed Ganke's hands, not even realizing he was holding them. "You got us on the Danikast?"
"Shit, I wasn't supposed to tell you that- it was a surprise," He groans, Miles listening with full intention to smother him once he's done. "She kinda messaged me later about the whole thing- Spider accounts of course- she found me on Twitch too so that was that. But no she asked us to come on there so technically she invited us but-"
Miles shut him up slowly, a gentle kiss to let him close his eyes. He loops his arms around Ganke's neck, pulling him closer to his chest. Ganke's arms slide up the back of Miles' shirt, he needs him closer than this.
"-You didn't let me finish." Ganke mumbles, pulling back. Lips against his jaw now, Miles shudders as his kisses go closer to his ear.
"You've done enough talking."
Ganke's about to tear Miles shirt off, but Miles jolted up- shoving Ganke off of him. "My room, now."
"Got it." No time to be offended, Ganke rushes back there with him. Jeff's keys jingle in the lock and his parents come home none the wiser.
Miles webs up the door while Ganke turns his room upside-down searching for God knows what in his drawers.
"Bro. What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?"
"Being safe?" Miles gestures to the door, which looks like it's been decorated for Halloween.
Ganke holds up the condom, about to lose it.
"I am too."