"Good morning honey!" Miles cheered as you walked into the kitchen, a tired expression on your face because you had stayed up all night working on your computer. You flash him an apologetic smile as if you were saying, sorry I didn't wake up in time, but he didn't mind.

He loved helping out especially when he realised you really needed it. Your husband kisses your temple and places your plate on the table, smiling down at you as you sit. "How did you sleep?" "Like ass." You openly admit, "how about you?" You didn't get to see Miles come in last night, so you hadn't a clue if he even spent the night in bed with you.

It wasn't likely though, because many of mornings you would wake up and find him sleeping on the couch with his work clothes still on.

Miles gives you a smile that was obviously fake to the trained eye. "Me? I slept great last night! You should've seen me. All passed out and cuddling the sheets next to you~ Haha.." Yeah. Ha indeed. His side of the bed barely had any wrinkles if you could recall.

You didn't like the way he moved sometimes. He's always been off, ever since you guys first met! And it was really off because you were in trouble with your boss, at an old job, running to get back to work with coffee for the other office members, when you almost slipped and fell on the slippery concrete outside. The coffee could've fallen and burnt you, but you were just pulled up and into the arms of this tall, strong black man. His other hand was on your tray of coffee.

He came from nowhere, literally. And here he was, your hero for the day.

So, you sensed he was off just from that first meeting. When you guys met again he was actually coming into your old workplace for a job interview, and you two were 18 at the time.

You stir the cup of tea in front of you as you stared at Miles while he cleaned the kitchen. You look at his attire. He was dressed in his work clothes. Either he never changed out of them or he was dressed for work.

"Something the matter?" Miles' asked with his back turned. He could feel your eyes on him. "No." You look away. You were burning with questions. Saturdays he didn't have work. "Why are you dressed for work?"

Miles' body tensed visually, then he took a breath and turned to face you, grabbing a toast from the table and biting into it giving you a bright smile. "I have work today! Why?" You try your best not to screw your face. You weren't about to be playing 20 questions now. You were gonna head straight to the point.

"I thought you didn't work on Saturdays."

"The shift changed. I have to take over for a coworker and work Saturdays now!"

"Which coworker? Susan? She's the only one I know about that's your lab partner."

"Susan? Oh. Yeah, Susan. She's the one."

Hm. Oh yeah, Susan? What kind of response was that? You bite your tongue and you don't say anything else. Miles could tell you didn't approve of his words. He could tell you were upset but he really didn't want to argue with you. You already started off the morning waking up late, he didn't want your day to start off a bad one. "Okay honey I don't have a clue where you're coming from or getting at, but I am going to work now! I love you, and I will call you when I get there mi amor."

He gives you a soft kiss at the corner of your lips, to tease you a little. When Miles pulls back he looks into your eyes with stars in his, because he admired you so much. "See you soon love." He picks up his car keys and he leaves the house, leaving you sitting and plotting.

You got up and washed the dishes. Miles. Was. Weird.

Let's get one thing straight.

He was hiding something and you didn't have all those brains for nothing. You've been in enough relationships to know when your man was cheating. Definitely. You had a feeling this nigga was cheating.

You walk to your computer and you open it up typing in a lot of stuff. A lot of codes. For whatever reason you were that smart, you end up hacking into Miles' laptop. Now you were able to see everything. You tap into his camera and you watch as he goes about his business in the lab he worked in.

He smiled brightly, and he seemed so chill. He looked like he was just working. He wasn't up to no good—

"Am I just overreacting?" You question yourself. "Three years of marriage and his routine changes. You have every right to react this way," you reassure yourself that you weren't doing too much.

"Alright Miles let's see what you're up to."

He calls you like he said he would. "Damn." He is literally just sitting at his computer working. "Damn!"

"Oh no wait." You see a giant portal rip open behind him, causing you to jump out of your seat and yell for him. It was a shocking experience for you, you hadn't a clue these things existed!

"Miles!! Behind you!!" You yell out, but oh wait. He can't hear you from the screen! You face palm and you pick up your phone to call him when you pause, Miles is talking to someone?

Miles looks back and he gives this person a cheesy smile. His smile seems extra bright. This person must be funny or something because ain't no way. "Who's he talking to??" You sit back down and turn up the volume, placing your headphones on and listening carefully.

Miles stands up and he opens his arms wide for this person, waiting to give them a hug. Out runs a female with short blond hair, colored purple and red at the tips. She wore a black and white spider suit, and she threw her arms around him. You are at a lost of words.

Who was she? And why was Miles hugging her so close?

You blink and you shake your head. "Don't be insecure."

But her arms were around his neck. Red. Flag. And his hands were on her waist! Red! FLAG! You stare at the two of them as they converse.

"Cool lab Miles! So you finally got the portal to open! That's great! Got any device you use to control it?!" The woman asks. She sits in his chair and spins around in it. "I actually do! For now it's my laptop." Miles says pointing at the device.

"And how's wifey?" The woman asks him with a smirk. Her baby blue eyes look back at his screen and showing off the smug smile as she seems to be scrolling through his computer.

"Y/n, is fine. My wife has a name." He tells her, a stern tone in his voice. The woman throws her hands up as if she was defending herself, "Okay! Okay, sorry! Y/n-." You certainly didn't like the way she said your name.

Miles rolls his eyes and he shares  a similar smirk to hers. It was like they had this connection. "Oh! Gwen! I got something to show you!" Ah, that was her name huh? Gwen stands up and crosses her arms, "show it to me then Morales!" Miles reaches down and plays the necklace around his neck. He turns a switch that was behind it, and his clothes changed into a black and red spider suit. His face now covered in a spider mask.

Your mind was blown. Miles was Spiderman? You sit down and you stare wide eyed at the screen. Was this his big secret! Now wonder he's been so RIDICULOUSLY weird all these years! No wonder he came in exhausted and just slept on the couch! It made sense.

All those hours of the night you saw Spiderman fighting bad guys, it was Miles all along. Your husband was Spiderman!

You smile because you realised you should've just trusted that man. Hell, maybe he should've just told you. Or else you wouldn't have went snooping and found out when you should not have not in the first place.

You smile and you turn to log out of his laptop when something else exits the portal, a tall entity in a dark orange suit. It does not look very friendly.

"Hey! Who let you out their stove?!" Miles asks the creature, which he could've avoided asking that question.  Gwen glares at him and the person disappears in a flash. When it did so it sent off a powerful energy that made Miles' screen go blank. On his side, the laptop blew up, and on your side, the laptop was surrounded by electricity before it shattered and almost cut you. You move back from the computer quickly and fall to your back.

"Hm. Spiderman's home?" The person says, and from the voice it was a woman. She bends down. How did she get here? How did she just appear next to you? The woman gives you a smirk that seems very sinister. She picks you up by your underarm and pats you on top of your head. "And you must be Spiderman's wife! Oh! I mean, Mrs. Morales."

You say nothing to this, because you're sweating. Where the hell did she get this information from? "Don't look so terrified Y/n. I'm gonna hold you hostage for a while because your husband and I need to talk!" You barely get a scream out and the woman has you wrapped in her arms, a hand on your mouth, and she zaps out of existence. The only thing she leaves behind for proof of her being there is the same damage she caused at Miles' lab.