✧˖°. Earth 42 Miles Morales Head Cannons

✧˖°. Earth 42 Miles Morales Head Cannons

loves it when you touch him - doesn’t matter what way. Patching up his wounds, softly caressing his face after not seeing him for awhile, embracing him in your arms, braiding and playing with his hair - it doesn’t matter… he loves it

“You needa be more careful miles, i don’t like seeing you hurt,” you mumble, as you run your fingers along the open cuts on his face.

“Hmm.” Miles just hums as his eyes trail over your face, taking in every single detail.

He loves the feeling of your soft hands delicately touching his face, examining him.

“What do you mean ‘hmm?”

“You’re beautiful you know that?”

With a shake of your head and a loud sigh you divert your attention away from his cuts and look him in the eye.

“Don’t try change the subject dumbass, I hate it when you do that.”

Putting his hands up in mock surrender, Miles takes a few steps back until he was out of your reach. “Sorry mami,”

“You know being prowler ain’t easy.”

spoils the shit out of you since he has extra cash to spend

“For being the best girl out there,” miles says while he pushes a box infront of you.

You take the lid off to see a fresh pair of Jordan 1’s identical to his.

“Aww baby you didn’t have to,” you coo.

“I don’t care mama, ima buy you whatever i want, whenever i want,”

he makes you braid his hair but he always ends up complaining about how long it takes and how badly his neck hurts

“Sit still miles, I’m almost done,” you say, while trying to tie off his last braid.

“Give me a break ma, we’ve been at it for hours i swear,”

“My neck is aching.”

You rolled your eyes, finishing his last braid off and giving the side of his head a few taps to let him know you were done.

“Go check yourself out baby, I think you look good.”

Miles relieved to be able to move, gets up and walks to your bathroom. He stares at his reflection. Eyes going over his neatly done hair. He can’t help it but smirk.

“Damn ma, i look so good,”

“I know baby, I know.”

has so many pet names for you, but his favourites are mama, ma, amor and basically all of them..

“I’ll see you later mami, don’t forget to text me when you’re home,”

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“Which one would you like mi amor, you know I’ll get you anything,”

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“It’s been a long day mama, i’ve missed you so much.”

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“Hey baby, mind massaging my back for me?”

“It’s hurting like crazy,”

throws in spanish whenever he feels like it, and you love it because his accent just does something to you

After a long day for miles, you decided to be the good gf that you are and cook him his favourite meal.

“This looks and smells so good ma, Gracias,”

You blush at his words, the combination of his praise and accent got you weak in the knees.

“You deserve it miles, I know how hard you’ve been working lately,” you gently smile at him.

“Dios mio, where am i ever gonna find another girl like you?” he teases.

You frown slightly at his words, having thoughs of insecurity come in.

“cálmate, mama i’m only joking,”

He always smells so good and he loves it when you compliment it or say something about it

“I’ve missed you so much mama.” miles said while wrapping his arms securely around the small of your waist.

You rest your head against his chest and listen to his heart beat. After a long day for both of you, you decide to just chill and cuddle together.

“Anything interesting happen today?”

You stay silent for a bit, thinking about his question. After a while you simply just hum and move your head so that it was against the crook of his neck.

“Not really, i’ve just been catching up on my studies.” you mumbled into his ear.

Without hearing a response you decided to continue talking.

“Did you get a new cologne baby?”, “You smell so good.”

Miles simply just smirks and shakes his head.

“Nah ma, it’s the one you got me for my birthday remember?”

“Of course it us,” , “I’ve got good taste, cos you smell so so good right now.”

Miles just chuckles and slides his hands till they’re around your hips. Hefeels you snuggle your head deeper into his neck and smile.

gets jealous so easily and refuses to admit it

“Who was that mami?” miles questions as he watches a guy he’s never seen before walk away.

“Just an old friend, we were catching up.” you respond obliviously.

“Well i don’t like the way he be looking at you,” , “It’s weird.”

You frown slightly, having no clue as to what he was on about.

“I don’t get what you mean miles?”, “He seems normal to me.”

“Nah ma, you wouldn’t understand.” miles says while slinging an arm over your shoulder, still staring at this ‘old friend’ of yours.

Being more confused than before, you simply sigh and elbow miles in the ribs lightly to pull him out of his weird trance.

“Stop staring weirdo, you’re making us look creepy.”

“Relax, I’m tryna let him know you’re mine in a subtle way,” miles reasons.

“Baby…” you say, while slowly piecing things together.

“Are you jealous?”

“Of course not, it’s pretty well known that you’re mine mama,” miles says, “I’ve got nothing to worry about.”

“Right..”

loves it when you wear his clothes because he thinks it’s cute that they don’t fit you

“Fuck,” you sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror.

“What’s up ma?”

“My shirts got a fat hole in it, I didn’t even notice,” you mumbled.

"You can wear something of mine,", "Just look through my shit and pick something out."

Your lips twitch into a smile and you give miles a quick glance before you walked over to his dresser and pulled out one of his oversized hoodies.

"This will do i guess."

"That's gon be way too big for you, but suit yourself."

"Thanks baby."

Walking over to him, you give his forehead a quick peck before you left the room.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ a/n: THIS IS MY FIRST PROPER POST SO HOPE YALL DON'T HATE ITTTTT (i am so sorry if it's shit)

and pls before u call me out or anything, i'm aware miles is 15 and i too am that age, so don't comment or say shit about how i'm being weird ty goodnight <333