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˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ carnival games ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄
Pairing: 1610!Miles Morales x Reader
Type: Oneshot - Fluff
Warnings: Reader is implied to be female (princesa), use of Spanish pet names (princesa, mi corazón)
Word count: 670
A/N: Requested by the lovely @l0starl !! 🫶
“That’s two times already, princesa. Want me to try?”
You let out a small huff of frustration, lowering the toy gun and turning to Miles, who was faithfully clutching two sticks of - albeit a little windswept - cotton candy. He looked so pretty in the glow of the fairy lights illuminating the carnival tent, only adding to the almost magical night atmosphere of the place. The ferris wheel, fully lit up with flashing neon lights, turned lazily in the distance behind masses of tired parents, excited children and enthusiastic couples.
“You don’t think I can do this?” You raised your eyebrows at him, giving him a pout while trying to mimic his doe eyes that he could pull off so naturally.
“Of course I do. I just think… okay, be my guest,” He raised his palms in surrender with an encouraging smile.
You turned back to the game which was supposed to be fairly simple but had stumped you twice in a row. You thought you had pretty good aim; but armed with a toy gun that shot a suction cup on a string of elastic at a neat row of balloons you were supposed to bring back with the rebound of said elastic, you weren’t so sure.
You lined up the muzzle with your eye level as best as you can as you raised it in front of you, trying to make out where the suction cup would go.
You shot again and missed, hitting the space in between the balloons rather than finding purchase on the rubber sides.
“Damn it.” You set the gun down, glaring reproachfully at the balloons, which only reflected the light off of their shiny surfaces like a taunting wink.
“We have one try left, mi corazón. One turn, four shots, right? How about I try with this last one?” Miles reached out and gently smoothed his thumb over the crease in between your furrowed brows. You sighed and gestured for him to go ahead, taking the cotton candy from him and standing back.
He took the gun and aimed it at a small blue balloon in the centre, one of the harder targets to hit. You focused your eyes on Miles, your gaze flicking from the balloon to the gun.
Faster than you could blink, a small tendril of a white silk-like strand shot out and latched onto the balloon. It was so quick and so subtle you thought you’d imagined it as the suction cup - which looked like it had been fired barely a millisecond after the silk - drew back the balloon.
Miles turned to look at you with a shit-eating grin and you narrowed your eyes at him, scrunching your nose for good measure.
“Cheating,” You whispered with a dramatic but silent gasp as you got closer to him, standing beside him as he picked out a stuffed toy as a prize.
“Never,” Miles outdid your gasp with an even more melodramatic one, placing a hand on his heart with a wounded look. You raised your eyebrows at him, replicating his mom’s ‘you and I both know that you did something wrong so for your sake own up’ look perfectly.
He pushed a giant stuffed panda into your arms, blocking his face from your vision before he could cave in. “You got a stuffed toy, princesa. Now shush and be grateful for my hard work and incredible aim.”
You gave him a sulky look as you cradled your panda in one arm, allowing him to take your hand and lead you out of the tent.
“You know, the only reason I didn’t aim right was because you were distracting me because of how pretty you are,” You gave him an innocent smile as he snorted in disbelief and amusement.
“Mm-hmm. Sure, I definitely believe you.”
“I’m serious!” You protested, starting to chuckle softly. “You’re so pretty, Miles. Gorgeous. My pretty pink princess.”
The look of pure confusion on his face was enough to make you burst into a fit of almost hysterical giggles.
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