Catch me if you can

Miles Morales x reader

It’s not everyday that someone steals from Spiderman.

It’s not everyday that someone steals from Spiderman and manages to get away.

It’s not everyday that someone steals from Spiderman, gets away, and leads the hero on a chase across New York City.

But here you were.

Happy Tuesday.

“Hey! Give it back already!” Spiderman’s light voice flew past your ear along with his swinging body.

“Make me!” You taunted and turned a corner, laughing at his exclamations as he barely stopped himself from slamming into a wall.

“Why do you want my web shooter anyway?” His voice was above now. You looked up to see the red and black suit jogging on the side of a building, parallel to the ground.

Of course he could stick to the side of buildings. You picked up the pace yelling, “finders keepers!” over your shoulder. 

Spiderman, who was far too focused on your sarcastic words and sprinting figure, ran out of building. He let out a small scream when he found himself falling, and a louder scream when he tried to shoot a web with his right hand only to find he was still falling. Adapting to using one web shooter was more of a struggle than he could’ve imagined. He was beyond irritated now and was more determined than ever to catch the thief.

“You didn’t find it! You swiped it off me!” He caught up to you, clumsily slinging his body through space with one arm. You were panting hard, barely able to answer back. 

“So?”

You were going to drive him crazy. Insane. Completamente loco.

“So? So?! What do you mean, so?! So give it back! It’s mine!” He swung faster. He could almost reach you if he just-

“Catch me if you can!”

You turned another corner and followed a group of men into an office building. Spiderman was left, once again, floundering in mid air, unable to complete the sharp turn. He cursed beneath his breath, carefully finding the ground and running after you.