Bedtime Scenario drabbles

You were falling, down down down. It felt as if this fall wasn't going to end. You didn't know where it ended, but you remember where it began. 

the funny thing is, this had happened before. But not like this.

To your remembrance, you were with your brother. Miles Morales, your other half, the yang to your yin. Your twin brother. And you... well, you were y/n morales.

you were inseparable, the two of you were just as smart as the other managing to get into the same private school on a scholarship. Despite you both wanting other things, you couldn't let your parents down.

your dad had been so happy when you have gotten into the college, well known for the amazing children it produced. And your mother, she was ecstatic, the two of you spent the night dancing in the living room when you were accepted and at some, you even managed to pull your brother in while your dad recorded the happy moment.

so that's why you never allowed yourself to be caught when you slipped out of your dorm in the night to go out with your friends. You would all sneak into the subway and walk across the obsolete tracks that had been left to collect rust. The only light you had were from your phones and the embers of the joint or two you would smoke 

of course, your brother didn't know about that part.

you acted surprised when you saw your usual hang out spot after being led there by your favourite uncle. You and your bother spent the night with a bottle of spray paint decorating separate sides of the empty walls, competing to be the best artist.

that was until you were distracted by the spider that hid on the wall, and you being against harming them despite their fearful appearance, attempted to pick it up and put it somewhere safe. And it let you, it climbed onto your hand and rest there as you walked away, finding a nice play to relocate it away from the loud music and toxic fumes.

your uncle and brother didn't even notice your disappearance. You finally managed to find a nice spot, on an abandoned track. You knelt to let the spider hop off but it didn't, it just look back at you. Its eyes stared into your own for what felt like an eternity, and slowly it crawled toward you moving up your arm, its skinny legs making you giggle slightly from the ticklish feeling 

"wrong way silly" you tried tilting your hand at an angle for it to fall gently, and its movement stopped. Then it suddenly bit you, it hadn't hurt much just a pinch. Enough for you to look at it in shock 

"Pfft, this is what I get for trusting you" you flicked it off as gently as possible, and held your wrist where it bit you while you walked away. The glitch that the dying spider had, was gone unnoticed your you turned back 

by the time you got back to your brother and Uncle you felt ...ill, is that even the right term to use you didn't know. Instead of climbing back over the fence, you decided to drop them both a text, notifying them that you would be going back to the dorms before the security guards reach their new station.

in the next few weeks, everything started to feel different, not just for you but your brother too. You thought you had both just caught a cold and he blamed it on puberty. Although you knew full well you had already started long before him, so that excuse didn't make sense.

before you know it, the both of you were dragged into something you should have been involved in. 

/// 

you cried at Spider-Man's funeral or Peter Parker as it had been discovered, wishing you could have done more, or even apologise to his beautiful wife. 

you were regretted not doing that now.

thankfully you had the chance to condone your sins through his aunt later that week, the guilt had become too much for you.

This was when you first felt it, that tingle 

it drew you to her house without your permission. And she understood all too well. When you sneezed and web escaped your wrist it explained everything.

Aunt May was the one to guide you, to teach you and help you understand what your body was going through, the changes you experienced. 

putting it this way, you guess it does sound like puberty 

that's when you met them.

the other versions of "spider-man"

it was only later that your brother gained this initiative to come to visit. And his progress had been much slower than yours, even when you tried to help him he didn't understand.

That's when you had offered to be the one to shut down the machine.

you remember how he begged you not to go, and let him be the sacrifice. It tugged at your heart, but your new friends had to go home. 

Miles had a life to live and you knew he would be a great Spider-man. 

you had heard from the others, that they each faced a loss of their own, that's what had made them great, and always get back up.

this is what you were 

his sacrifice

and you didn't regret it one bit

although it would have been nice for your last conversation not to have been an argument, you wrote him and your parents a letter along with your friends. 

a suicide note of a sort 

you were so proud of him, your brother. In the last moment, you saw, that he had managed to acquire his power to a filling extent. Meaning you wouldn't have sacrifice you self

you could both go home to your parents, both mourn the loss of your uncle.

but fate didn't want that for you 

the big boss managed to throw you into the ever-growing portal 

that reminds you 

you're still falling 

further and further 

And you never got to apologise 

///

Shouta Aizawa loved his class, they were great and smart. They would make amazing heroes.

if only they would be quiet during naps 

he might love them more.

the bell rang, sending everyone to their seats, while he crawled from beneath his desk and stood up, popping a few bones here and there as he stretched.

he lent over his desk, to collect the grades papers. Some covered in red more than the school-issued black one students must be used.

poor Karminari 

when he acquired the papers in his hand, shuffling them slightly the room went cold suddenly and the lights began to flicker. He brushed it off at first

until the ground began to shake, throwing the items on students desks into a frenzy. The clouds began to gather in the sky casting a dark shadow over the city

then a bright light emitted from the sky, from this far away it looked like lightning. So that's what many has mistaken it for. The ground calmed and everything went back to normal, making everyone shrug and carry on with their boring lives 

but unluckily for you, your body was still falling, although this time there had been something waiting for you on the end and it was coming quick. 

your body sensed it quickly and your arms shot out in position, directed at only of the nearby buildings. Your wrist aimed at the spot you were to shoot your web.

but nothing came 

"SHIT. FUCK. WAIT WHAT" you screamed in anger, instead you were just having to rely on your strength to save you, hoping that your legs weren't going to be damaged in your landing. you managed to roll onto one of the roofs, only tearing your suit slightly.

but now stood the problem, of you being trapped on some random roof, you walked to the edge peering over and trying to understand where this portal had shot you out.

but what your eyes were met with was not New York, and those people were most definitely not the people you had known. This wasn't your home.

you looked across the horizon slightly, noticing a mass billboard showcasing what seemed to look like a man, with ... wings? Scarlett wings, they were beautiful, like a majestic bird. His eyes bore into yours, like a hawk watching its prey 

Until you noticed the writing beneath that moved across this electronic billboard.

and not a single word made sense

they weren't even words.

only symbols you had recognised to be. Japanese 

"fuck", how you wished you had paid attention in your Japanese classes

///

the next few days, you kept in the shadows. And up in the roofs, staying out of the public view, you didn't need attention, not when you wouldn't be able to understand what these new odd-looking people had to say to you.

on the first day, no matter how hard you tried, your webs refused to produce, nor were you able to climb up walls, even your spider-like senses had been disrupted. You were helpless.

by the second day, it felt like how you were when you first manifested your ... gift. So you attempted to climb the walls of your empty rooftop, still nothing. Although you found that you had regained the strength to jump from rooftop to rooftop. And only later in the night, you were able to produce a small amount of web, allowing you to get to the ground and find some food before springing back up to safety.

you were back to normal by the third day, as normal as you could say to a certain degree. However, after watching the people below, you found that here, it probably was normal. Don't get anything wrong you were freaked out when you saw your first mutated person walk by like it was "normal", only after a couple of hours did you finally realise this place. Wasn't normal 

using your web you were able to get up and down from the high rise buildings, but you still couldn't just walk around in your suite. You were going to stick out like a sore thumb, and you were beginning to smell yourself slightly. Which wasn't very appealing

you still hadn't worked out how to get back to your home, or even contact someone. But soon enough your spider senses called to you.

it managed to get you in a shelter for the night, they gave you clothes and a shower despite you refusing to talk they still fed you. The food tasted amazing, not as good as your ma's cooking though. 

you woke up the next morning in shock, standing above you were several police officers or a sort. You were dazed from your sleeping state. You guessed the shelter must have called them since you were a child, in a homeless shelter. 

that's when you ended up in their car and at the police station, they even managed to find some reports of a figure dressed as a hero using their quirk without a license, it caused quite an uproar.

but you had no clue what they had been talking about, only able to understand certain phrases to match the actions. You were being interrogated. So you refused to speak. Only offering them confused gestures which only made them angry, some demanding that you show identification or parentage, a number perhaps. You understood some of this conversation but still sat in silence planning on how you were going to leave as your tingle called to you

although this tingle was different, it sense a great power. So when a large buff man walked in and sat down with confidence and a golden aura you understood. He must have been important since everyone he talked to bowed to him like some mob boss.

after a couple of hours they left you in the room on your own, you knew they were watching you from the other side of the two-way glass, you weren't stupid.

so you waited and waited to stare at the wall with no emotion until you suddenly disappeared. That's what it seemed to them anyways, but you were still in the room. You got out of your seat without moving the chair, in order to not show you were still present, then jumped to the ceiling quietly, and waited once again.

soon enough police officers ran in, leaving the door open, so you crawled out above their head unnoticed until you reached the door and swung away over the busy street leaving them in an empty room to argue.

you weren't aware of the golden eyes watching you from above as you revealed yourself and dropped into an empty alleyway. The tingling feeling you were accustomed to had told you where to go, so when you walked across the city and reached the gates to a massive school, as it seemed, you had to question your sanity.

you slipped around the corner and undressed, pulling your mask from your pocket and putting it on to conceal your identity. You felt safe, it smelt like the laundry detergent aunt may use. 

you were safe 

you were safe 

you were safe

is Miles safe ?

you had thought about your bother as soon as you landed in this new world, it was the thing that drove you to jump off the building to test your abilities on the second day

that same leap of faith 

he's fine 

you know he's fine 

he doesn't know you're fine 

you will get back home

you will see your mom and dad again 

so you slipped around the corner of the wall, using your powers to climb it with ease, your insane sensory telling you to be careful of their security system. Using your invisibility to sneak past the cameras placed around the area

when you had gotten close enough you sense tingled again 

'left'

you wrist shot your familiar web and it latch on to the side of the large building, you pulled it back before springing away, landing gently on the glass before climbing up again 

you follow the tingle until the 8th floor, it made you peer through the glass in confusion On either side a class took place, you spotted the teacher at the front. 

he hasn't been the one you were interested in, no 

it was one of the students, your gaze skipped across them trying to identify and locate who it had been this sixth sense wanted you to find. When your eyes landed on a boy you felt it, the same as how you had when you first met Aunt May 

Safe 

Safe 

Safe 

it felt like a magnetic attraction, pulling you towards the black-haired boy. His arms were strange where his forearm met his elbow, but it didn't stop you from feeling the connection.

you hadn't noticed the angry blonde staring right where you had been sticking to the window, despite him being unable to see you. He still sensed you. His hands began to twitch and release more sweat than the average person, waiting for the attack he felt coming.

/// 

you managed to latch some of your webs to a piece of the overhanging building for you to grab on, you had to plan this perfectly. Your trajectory couldn't be off, so you needed the right amount of power.

you bent your knees three-time preparing to push off the glass, before using your strength to propel off. You flew backwards away from the building, releasing your protective camouflage before crashing back into the window shattering it and swinging into the classroom.

just as you had planned you landed right on his desk in front of him, causing him and everyone else to freeze in shock. All attempting to make sense of the event that had just taken place in front of them.

you leant forward slightly, the eyes to your mask squinting as you observed him quickly. 

this is who You was meant to meet?

Before you had the chance to get a word out, the angry blonde from the earlier set of an explosion coming towards you turned back. Your senses ran into over drive causing you to jump up to the ceiling and latch on before he once again attempted to attack you

you heard some shouting that you couldn't understand in the background, as the students below you shuffled around and into a position of defence

the eldest, what you assumed as their teacher banning them from attacking, as he lunged towards you with a floating scarf 

what kind of fucking scarf does that, he reminds you of Doc Oc with that thing

you evaded his capture weapon, using your web to swing around before aiming at him and pinning him against the wall, stuck in your web like a fly.

then again the class jumped into position, all attempting to take you all at once whilst some tried to release their teacher from the sticky web you had trapped him in. The web-only you were able to release him from.

"¡DEJAS DE ATACARME JOGER¡" (Will you stop fucking attacking me), you shouted in anger, your mothers Spanish was always used in a situation that made you mad. Everything had sounded better in Spanish, especially shouting and arguing

not that any of these people would understand you.

or so you had thought

the boy from earlier had frozen, still. Having understood what you had said, from living in the house he had with the parents he had. He knew it all too well

"wait guys stop", he shouted above the noise, something he would never do. But they listened to him, and stop fighting. 

you hung from the ceiling, breathing heavily from the excessive attacks you have been defending yourself from. The boy walks to the front of the crowd and looks up at you 

"¡Espara!"(wait!) He held his hands up in surrender "¿hablas español?" (Do you speak Spanish?), his friend looked at him in confusion. But your eyes widened, and you jumped down excited.

¿puedes entenserme? (You can understand me) you replied, being filled with joy as you stepped closer examining him. Finally, understand why you were set out to find him. 

He could understand you

you reached out and took his arm, observing him further and walking around him to stop anything else. You didn't fail to notice the tan he had, natural, his features showing some heritage like your mother. He let you do this "sì" (yes) he answered back 

"what the fuck is she doing" the blonde angry kid shouted, beginning to stomp over which activated your senses and forced you to grab ahold of the boys weird arms and tug him close to protect him, some weird possessive side coming out of you 

"dile a tu maldito perro que retroceda" (tell your fucking dog to back off), you sneered through your mask at him, but it just made your eyes seem as if they were squinting. "Hey back off Bakugou" Sero stood in front of you now, you looked up at him and then back to the teacher who's eyes were squinting at you 

you felt a shiver run up your spine, the same as when your dad would give you that look. You turned around and looked back at the man, and used a web to swing over to him while the group began to argue, completely forgetting about you 

"Do you speak English" Aizawa eyes opened, noticing the hint of an American accent in your voice before nodding? You peered over your shoulder before looking back at the man in front of you, your hand reached up the back of your neck tipping where the mask met the rest of the suite and pulling over your head. Your hair had been in braids already since your college had been very, uptight about the presentation, so your mother had braided them for you.

Aizawa took a moment to look over you, you definitely weren't from here. You definitely weren't Japanese, and if Sero could understand you, it meant you had some Spanish or Mexican heritage. The colour of your skin was dark and your accent was American. Meaning one of your parents must have been an African American. 

he hadn't even noticed you were taking the web off of him and were mumbling under breath, what he had heard was "I was thrown into a portal and somehow ended up here. I don't know where I am, and I can barely understand anyone. Please help me" you had finished with your web and he felt to his feet with a thump which gained the attention of his students

they all swung round to see you standing in front of him, which your back turned. When a young girl jumped in the air and began squealing you were forced to turn to them.

Sero Hanta had never felt his heart stop as it did at that moment.

you were beautiful 

Mina ashido, not that you knew her name jumped over to you in excitement and observed your "wow omi god you are so pretty" this was all gibberish to you, you lifted a brown in confusion "and I love your hair, my mom can't braid at all. Is your dad black or is your mom?" Still, you had no idea what she was saying

Aizawa huffed "she can't understand you Ashido, she can only speak English and Spanish" you understood the English and Spanish part. You looked over the girl's shoulder and at the boy, you were looking at before 

////

The teacher, who you now knew as Aizawa Shota, had informed the principal, some weird mouse bear, about your circumstances. And luckily you were able to talk to all of the faculty in English.

so for the next couple of days, you stuck to that kid like velcro. You learnt that his name was Sero Hanta, and his quirk (something you still couldn't wrap your head around) allowed him to shoot tape out of his arms. It was somewhat similar to your webs

eventually, as the days passes and you sat in on their classes, trying to learn the language and partaking in the education aspects you managed to make some new friends. 

although you didn't want to, since well you know. You had to go home eventually.

and no matter how hard Nezu had tried, he couldn't find a single thing on you. No birth certificate, no name no file no parents no siblings. 

you simply didn't exist here

it was evident after the third week.

your body began to ache and glitch out of place, causing some major side effects. Objects around you begin to change and merge with one another 

it was a warning that you had been overstaying your welcome. 

As each day passed you grew weaker and the glitches were more frequent and painful

some days you weren't able to attend class since you didn't want to interrupt your temporary classmates. These days would be spent in your dorm room where you had managed to find some songs from your own world. They may have been centuries old but they were the same 

the music would blast through the empty corridors and leak into the common room, it could be heard from outside the building. 

so he couldn't help but smirk as the music invaded his sense.

it pushed him over the edge when he walked into the common room and spotted you dancing along to the music, calm as ever. Your hips swaying and arms guide your movement. You had the perfect form, probably from dancing in the kitchen of your small apartment with your mom.

you didn't sense him, you were too entranced by the music and let it take control of you. He didn't sneak up behind you, so you couldn't the mad as he dropped his bags and walked over, his body getting ready to move the way you had

when you spun you fell into his body, the initial shock left when you realised who you had fallen into. Instead, you grabbed his hand and swung him around to face you properly.

your other hand slipping onto his shoulder informing him to join. For once in his life, he hadn't cared how stupid he looked, so when his hand had betrayed him and fell to your waist he wasn't enraged in humiliation 

the two of you danced around the big room, spinning, breaking apart and coming back together. Your laughs were tuned out by the music as you were lost in the moment.

you forgot about everything, only focusing on him in front of you. And he was studying your face like it was his homework. A part of him had wanted to slam you on his desk and do you all night, but he refrained

the rest of the class soon filtered in, all freezing at the door as they watched the two of you move in sync like you had performed this time and time again. 

eventually, the music stopped and a loud round of applause came from the rowdy bunch, with the occasional whoop.

you both smiled and laughed, how could you be embarrassed right now. You were overjoyed.

you ran over to Mina and grabbed her hand, knowing she liked to dance. The next song came on, you showed her how to move and she fell into the rhythm. Soon more and more people joined.

everyone was smiling and happy 

you weren't going to forget this moment 

///

sero would come to the room more often, you would talk frantically, and laugh at the telenovelas he suggested. Or danced until the sun when down.

when you glitched around him, it hurt less and it happened less often. 

He could tell he was falling for you, and it only hurt him more. 

most nights you would end up falling asleep in his room, his hammock reminding you of when you would make a bed out of your webs. During the early hours of the morning, you would always glitch, and they would hurt more

sero was always quick to rush to your side, not caring how it would affect him. He just wanted to make sure you were okay, or take the pain away. It was only a reminder of how you didn't belong here.

sometimes you would get upset that you missed your brother and your parents. Because you cried in your sleep he would often carry you into his bed and hold you until you would subconsciously calm down in his warmth. He smelled like the spices your mom used to cook with

at home

///

the first time he kissed you was when you were helping him train his "quirk", you would help him with his posture and how to effectively swing and secure things. You were midway in an example, handing upside down from the ceiling, he had been the same. It was more a contest of who could last the longest

his eyes never left your masked face, you didn't flinch when he reached out and pulled it down over your lips to reveal your upside-down smile. He just smiled back

when I said he kissed you, it was to protect his ego

you had kissed him, his eyes shot open in shock and he moved away. You were a little hurt.

he jumped down and ran out of the gym all the way back to his dorm. He was freaking out and blushing furiously. Then he realised he left you.

he knew you wouldn't still be there, called it the sixth sense but he felt your emotions from down the hall

before he had the chance to knock on your door it swung open, like you knew he was there

he didn't spend another second in fear of wasting the moment once again. His lips crashed into your, pushing you back into your room, kicking the door shut furiously behind him

you kissed him back with the same anger and passion, your suit was disposed of in the corner as you had gotten back. All you wore was one of his oversized tops with a stolen pair of his underwear. Not that he knew about the latter.

you spun around and pushed him on the bed, taking a moment to shoot a web to the speaker causing the music you would often dance to, to flood into the room.

he pulled you by the shirt hanging off you and onto his lap. You straddled his waist kissing him again. He didn't understand why you were holding back, he wanted all of your weight on him. His hands forced you down onto him, grinding slightly making you moan into his 

you really liked that huh?

his hands slowly guided your hips to create some pleasing friction, whilst his mouth latched onto your neck. Sucking then kissing the sore spot, doing this repeatedly before he began to miss your mouth.

He pulled back for a minute, to look into your half-lidded eyes. His own searching you for any sign that this wasn't real, that he was imagining this.

when you kissed him again it brought him back to his sense, almost as if you knew what was going on in his head 

you shared this moment, you didn't rush it nor push the boundaries you both respected. Instead just savouring the moment. As if you thought you would be able to spend many more moments like these with one another 

in the future

this part was the dream 

that night you just enjoyed this newfound level of relationship you had reached, he held you as you slept. You weren't plagued by glitches or a nightmare. 

you woke the next day abruptly from a fury that shook the ground and the buildings. Sero didn't wake until he felt your warmth leave his side. By then you were already dressing into your suit

you ran through the door without a word, leaving him to run out behind you. The corridor was filled with your classmates in panic, but you kept running

you ran out the door to the dorm, coming to face a similar growing swirl glitching and glowing, the wind around you began to pick up as it grew bigger. Everyone else ran out to face it too, the teachers soon standing by your side.

you felt the all too familiar feeling of your powers, calling to you

"Y/N !!"

his voice 

was something you couldn't forget, it called to you like it had many times. Reconnecting you to who you were 

like the yin to its yang 

"MILES!" You screamed into the void, with tearing threatening to slip from your eyes

you took a step forward only to be held back, Sero standing behind you with worried eyes 

the portal glitched sending sparks everywhere. Causing your own glitch to trigger. You crumbled to the floor in pain, your screaming becoming distorted 

"I'M COMING THROUGH!" Miles' voice echoed through the area. Before a brightness blinded those who stood watching 

his body flew through the air landing beside you, instantly pulling you into him you felt yourself become... normal 

you couldn't stop crying, your arms squeezing your brother begging him to be real. He cried too, return the gesture, holding you just as tight 

"He venido a llevarte a casa" ( I've come to take you home), he whispered loudly.

he felt you freeze in his hold, and let you go slightly. You looked up at him, in ... pain

your head swung around, where Sero stood with wide eyes. Trying to hold himself back, from taping you up and running away, or even begging you to stay, perhaps he could come with you

you looked at him sadly 

you couldn't stay

He knew that like he knew he needed oxygen to breath

but to him, loving you was as easy as breathing. You were his oxygen 

he loved you 

"mi Amor",( my love) you let go of Miles and jumped into Sero's arms. He held you close and wrapped his arms around you, the threatened not to let go. But they did 

you looked to the class standing behind you

some with tears in their eyes. 

Aizawa was holding his back, but you could feel that he wanted to cry to 

you ran over to them and engulfed him in a hug, which he reciprocated 

"thank you, for everything," you said aloud in perfect Japanese. He felt his heart tug 

" it was a pleasure to teach you y/n"

he let you go, and the class surround you in a big hug. All of the girls cried and some boys 

Denki and Izuku mostly

you broke off and stood in front of them 

" thank you for being my friends" you bowed respectfully, focusing on the ground trying not to cry again 

you saw the portal begging to close, meaning you didn't have a lot of time left 

Miles stood on its edge looking at your sorrowfully 

Sero was metred in front, blocking your path 

he heads his arms out to you once again, pulling you into one last kiss. His own tears brush against your skin, making you kiss him harder 

he pulled back, and reached behind his head and pulled the jumper he had put on quickly. It was your favourite. He put it over to your head, and brushed the loose braids out of your face, you smiled sadly and reached behind your own head, unclamping the necklace around your neck and slipping it around his

to him, his gesture hadn't been enough

he slipped the family ring off his finger and held your hand tightly. Shakily he slipped it onto your ring finger before kissing where it has been placed. 

you looked at Miles you held your hand out to you as a gesture, you slipped from Sero's grasp and walked towards your brother, taking his hand into your own. You knew if you looked back you wouldn't leave, you stepped into the portal feeling electricity run through your veins, filling your body with its energy.

one again you were falling. 

Miles turned to look back at the class. The people who had taken you in and cared for you loved you.

he was thankful for them, and couldn't express it enough. He smiled slightly and nodded in appreciation before stepping into the portal himself 

You were falling together

but this time was different 

because you were going home