*Touches your shoulder* Hey~ what about 42! Miles morales x shy!reader
SUPER SHY
Pairing: Miles42! X Shy! Black Plus size Fem Reader
Summary : Y/N has been infatuated with miles for a hot minute but she's too shy to say anything and to make the first move. She would never think that he knows of her or even notices her until one small incident.
A/N: Miles is any age you want him to be in the fic, New jeans dropped super shy and it goes with this fic perfectly! THANK YOU FOR THE REQ As a recovering shy person you know I had to do my big one with this one ENJOY GUYS!!! Here’s Pt.2
It was a new day at Visions Academy; you blasted Tyler the Creator in your air pods while walking through the hallways. It was soothing to sound out all the noise. You walk into your first class ELA sitting down sighing wanting to go home. You put your head down wanting to get the school day over with. You suddenly hear noises over your headphones. You look to your left, and it was Miles and his friends being loud, you roll your eyes at his friends but keep your eyes on Miles, he looked so fine with his 2 braids you thought to yourself. You didn’t even realize you were staring, Miles looked feeling eyes on him making eye contact with you grinning. You felt your heart drop to your ass, thinking that he wouldn’t even notice you. To you, you thought Miles was kind of out of your league, he was kind of popular, all the girls wanted him, and he was sooooo incredibly fine. It's not that you don’t like yourself; it was just rare seeing him around girls like you that made you feel like getting his attention was impossible but, you always had his attention you just never noticed it. You decided to stop zoning out overthinking and started doing your work occupying yourself. You nod your head to WUSYUNAME by Tyler the Creator finishing your work just in time class was over. You see everyone else packing their things and you do the same leaving the classroom, you see your friends huddled by your locker.
“HEYYY Y/N” your friend Ocean yells out, you take one of your airpods out waving at her walking up to her and your other friend.
“Hey girlies” You said with a smile
“Girl how's it going with you know who?” Your other friend Aaliyah asks
“Horrible, well not really I was staring at him and he grinned at me so you can say it's over” You huff covering your face.
“I meannnn him grinning at you is amazing he noticed you babes” Ocean stated rubbing Y/N’s back
“Yeah it's better than him screwing his face up”. Aaliyah adds while you were putting your things in your locker.
“Yeah lets just get to math before Ms.Nelson gets on our ass and she gets mad yelling at us” You stated with a laugh closing your locker walking to class.
“Oh yeah she might call my mom again on her bullshit” Ocean huffs
“Nah we need to find her a good wig she’ll be nice to us for a good 2 weeks”. Aaliyah announces.
“No fr and set her ass up on a date she needs some dick” You chimed in laughing your ass off.
“YOO yall evil for this shit she needs more like locs she can’t keep that wig shit too high maintenance for her ''. Ocean replies, it was all laughs walking to class until you bump into someone
BOOM!
Your books and their books drop on the floor and you’re incredibly embarrassed scrambling to pick your things up, trying not to crease your Jordans.
“I'm so so sorry” You say picking up their books and yours.
“No it's ok…you don’t have to pick my books up after all I bumped into you” They say catching you off guard recognizing the voice. He bends down helping you pick up the books.
“No I bumped into you it's my fault i'm sorry” Y/N apologies once again
“Stop apologizing, it's okay mamita I just need to watch where I'm going next time”. They say helping you up, the way that ‘mamita’ rolled off their tongue had you weak in the knees.
“Im Miles” He says, giving you a smile, handing you your books.
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i need a miles 42 x plus size reader any plot can work 😭
— headcanons. miles with a plus size reader
a/n: i really really hope i did these justice anon im so sorry if i didn’t! for my plus size lovies 🫶🏽
• He is in loveee with your body. Infatuated with every curve, every roll, every stretch mark. Everything that comes with you. He literally compliments you until you get tired of it, and you know it’s genuine just off how he looks at you.
• Encourages you to wear the clothes that you’ve been too scared to go out in. The ones that have been sitting in your closet for ages because you claim “they’re not for your body type”.
• He thinks that’s absolute bullshit and got mad when you told him that. Not at you, but at the fact that you genuinely believed something like that were true. He never lets you talk badly about yourself.
“Fuck you mean they’re not for your body type?” “That’s bullshit, ma. don’t let me hear that again. You look good in everything.”
• For the first few months of your relationship you refused to sit on his lap. He didn’t press you about it because he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, but eventually he caught on to what you were doing. And now he doesn’t ask you anymore, he just grabs your arm and pulls you into it.
“Stop it, baby. Don’t get up, I want you here.”
• Has bought a few oversized hoodies specifically so when you go through his closet you can find one that doesn’t just “fit” but is baggy on you, too. He didn’t understand why that was important at first, because you fit his other hoodies just fine, but when he asked, you got a little flustered and told him it was just a girl thing, and that it was stupid so he shouldn’t worry about it. He thought the opposite, though, because if something mattered to you it mattered to him. He went out and bought some the next day.
• Loves to go shopping with you so you have a second opinion in the dressing room. Often times you’re quick to shut down a potential purchase, because for some reason you just don’t see what he does when you look in the mirror.
“Baby, do you like this or does it look weird on me?” “Mhmm, definitely get that one.”
“What about these?” “Lord have mercy I’m bout to—“. “Miles!” “My bad. That was gon’ be a yes, by the way.”
• Will get up and make your plate for you at a family party just in case you’re anxious about doing it yourself or worried about potential looks you might (you won’t) get.
“What you want mama, chicken or pork?” “….” “If you don’t choose I’ll give you both.” “Umm, chicken, please.” “You want rice?” “No, I’m alright.” “Alright, so yes to rice then. You want some pasta, too?” “Miles, I think I have enough on my plate. I don’t wanna take too much…” “Nah, mami. My family not like that. You gotta try everything or they’re gonna try and feed you themselves.”
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Earth 42 Miles Morales x plus size black reader hcs
As well intentioned as they were, your family’s compliments always tended to be on the backhanded side
Like whenever your thin cousins were getting attention from boys you had interest in, you had some relative whispering in your ear, “Looks ain’t everything, you’ll find you a nice boy.”
Or when you wore crop tops or shorts, they’d eye you like CRAZY and question you relentlessly:
“You wearing that?”
“Yep.”
“You sure you don’t want a jacket with that or something?”
It never got to you per se, just made you feel like you should be insecure even though you weren’t. You didn’t really mind your looks or your body for that matter, but every time they pointed out that you had a beautiful personality or that your shape was “unique”, a small part of you thought maybe you weren’t… physically attractive.
Enter Miles Morales
You met him at a party of all places
Originally, you came with some friends who practically forced your attendance but they all ended up splitting up after some guys came up to you in an attempt to get to them.
And you played along despite your irritation because you knew damn well tagging along was a bad idea and you were already prepared to sneak out the door when they were distracted
So here’s how it played out: your head was hung as you had a foot out the door, fully ready to leave. Only you stopped because you were hit with a sudden prickle of awareness that someone was staring... and not regular staring either. It was like someone was burning a damn hole in your head
You did a complete 180 and turned back around to the party and through a bunch of dancing teenagers, you saw him
He was leaning against a wall, head tilted and all. He whispered something to his homeboy but still managed to keep his gaze locked solely on you
And you couldn’t lie... it had your stomach in knots
Like you were down bad from A LOOK
But in all fairness, no one had ever looked at you like that before and what made it crazier was that he WASN’T looking away ?? And now in return, you found yourself not being able to either ??
Eventually though, after five seconds or five minutes (you weren’t sure), your friend saw you near the door and called out to you causing you to finally advert your eyes else where
“You leaving already?”
“Yeah.”
“You sure?”
“What do you mean--”
She was grinning, gesturing back to the boy’s direction and you were baffled to see him quite literally pushing people outta the way to get to you before you could leave
It would’ve taken a person at least 3 minutes to get through that crowd but he did it in a total of 10 seconds, and that’s when you knew everything was about to change
And the rest was history
From the moment he met you, Miles was mesmerized by you. Every curve. Every smile. Every laugh. Every word you spoke. It took one night for him to know you were it
You had this man listening to Jodeci on the walk home, LIKE HE FELL IN LOVE instantly
After talking to you for only an hour, he was asking to take you out
“Let me take you out on a real date, Ma. Without all the noise and people.”
“Boy, I’ve known you for an hour. You don’t think it’s too soon?”
“Einstein did say time was relative y’know.”
“Miles... I don’t know.”
“Look, mami, I’m askin’ you for one date. That’s it. You like me, we’ll see where it goes. You don’t, just tell me to kick rocks and I’ll fall back.”
And after one date, he knew you weren’t going anywhere so he introduced you to his mom
“Oh, Miles, she’s beautiful.”
“Ain’t she.”
And after introducing you to Mama Morales (who loved you deep), he asked you to be his girl despite being nervous cause he’s never been serious about anyone before
“I’m not tryna scare you or rush you, mami. I just know what I want and that’s you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
You folded immediately and kissed that boy let’s be honest. You stood no chance when he was talking like that c’mon now. In his mind, you were a sure thing, and it left you stunned to know that
Being with Miles was a lot different than you expected. Initially, you thought he appeared cold and closed off. He seemed like he held the weight of the world on his shoulders, and you figured maybe that’d follow into your relationship
But nah
Miles Morales in any universe was soft with his girl
Every time he saw you, he’d greet you by taking your face into his hands and gently kissing your forehead. And I mean EVERY TIME
His arm thrown over your shoulder on every walk home? Yep. Holding your hand under the table the first time he met your family? Of course. His fingers pulling you close by your belt loops just to place a delicate peck to your cheek? Absolutely. Him practically racing your ass to the door so he can hold it open for you? Yeah.
Like that boy would die for you without hesitation
He was surprisingly open too
He would lay his head in your lap and tell you stories about his dad for hours and it’d usually end with you wrapping your arms around him after wiping a stray tear or two
“Sometimes I get scared that he wouldn’t like who I turned out to be.”
“Don’t let that live in your head, baby. If anything you told me about that man was true then there’s nothing in this world you could do to make him stop loving your crazy ass.”
“I hope so, Ma. I really do.”
“Just take my word for it.”
“He would’ve loved you, you know.”
Your connection only got stronger by each passing day
Now... back to your family. They were SHOCKED when they met Miles. Those backhanded compliments went from you being able to brush them off to fully getting under your skin
And the reason it stung so damn bad was because they meant well
Your aunt nearly tripped on her own two feet when that boy came to the family cookout. She was immediately pulling you to the side to ask how you managed to pull it off
Then you had your mama coming to your defense with a: “My baby’s just got a great personality. That’s all that matters at the end of the day.”
And she was right but... damn. It felt like they didn’t think it was possible for someone like Miles (or anyone, really) to think you were cute. It hurt the little girl inside you that was buried with insecurities
Growing up as a bigger girl, people never showed interest in you like that because you didn’t fit the “norm”
Sure, there were a few boys who eyed you, but they never made it a point to step up to you and ask you out. They were always too embarrassed or cowardly
Then Miles came along and erased all that
Whenever you tried to deny food, he’d kiss his teeth and give it to you anyway
“One thing you not gonna do is starve my girl.”
Or when you’d be looking in the mirror, muttering something under your breath about your figure, he’d come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist letting his head rest on your shoulder
“Watch how you talk ‘bout my woman, mami.”
Or when you subconsciously laid your arms over your stomach so they were covering it, he’d grab your hand without saying a word
With Miles, you had to unlearn all the habits you picked up and it was a challenge at first but you were better for it. He loved you so much that it made you wonder why you didn’t always love yourself
So when your family was in your damn ear, acting all surprised you cuffed him, you were folding back into your old self a lil bit
You managed to ignore them
... until you were sitting at the dinner table with Miles by your side
Your aunt was firing question after question at him, and he patiently answered each one
Then she pulled out the one that had the room falling silent and your heart aching
“Well, how’d she get your attention? I always pictured [name] with a bigger boy- you know, someone like her... who could... keep up with her and... hold her.”
The hand that was holding yours under that table got tight real quick lmao
You could tell he was biting the fuck out of his tongue and his jaw was clenched for a split second. You were half scared he was about to pick your ass up outta your chair to prove her wrong
“The only person I picture her with is me so nah, I don’t know. As for how she got my attention? She had it from the moment I saw her. What you should be askin’ is how I got hers. God knows I ain’t deserving of it.”
You had the biggest lump in your throat and your eyes were watering, and all you could do was send him a wavering smile
Your feelings for him ran deep but it was in that moment that you knew you loved him
At that point in the relationship, you were happier than ever. But those comments made by the people you love most created a doubt that wouldn’t let up
There was this lingering thought in the back of your head that Miles wasn’t attracted to you
You were sitting on his bed one day while he was sitting at his desk drawing something in that book of his
When you finally couldn’t handle the loudness of your thoughts anymore, you straight up asked him to talk you down
Immediately, he was sitting in front of you taking your hands into his. When he asked you what was wrong, you simply frowned
“Do you find me attractive?”
You might as well have slapped that boy. He was stunned. He tilted his head to the side and looked at you like you lost your damn mind
“You being serious, Ma?”
“Extremely.”
“Why you even askin’ me that?”
“Why aren’t you answering?”
“Cause it’s a stupid question. You know you the most beautiful woman to me.”
You looked down at that and shook your head, feeling bad that outside opinions were starting to make you pick arguments
Then you had him picking up your chin, forcing you to look at him
One thing about Miles was he wasn’t going to let you just argue- you were going to properly communicate your feelings one way or the other
“What would make you think otherwise, huh?”
“Look, it took me a long time to like myself. I ain’t nearly as insecure as I was, but sometimes with my family- they just- they just make me feel like I should be, you know?”
“I see.”
“And that’s got nothing to do with you, baby. I swear up and down that I feel secure with you. I just know them, and I know they think you’re with me solely cause of my heart.”
Miles brought both your hands to his lips and pressed a kiss to each
“You’ve got the most beautiful soul I know, but I ain’t know all that until I talked to you.”
He got up abruptly and grabbed that book he was drawing in off his desk and then turned back to you. Without a word, he handed it to you.
You were hesitant to look inside and waited for his nod of approval and once you got it, all you were greeted with when you opened the book was yourself
Flipping through the pages you saw pages dedicated to your curves alone. You saw every twinkle in your eyes, every smile, every mark on your body, and it amazed you that he viewed you like this.
Choked up, you barely got out, "You drew these?"
"I drew you so damn much that I had to get you your own book. Cause like I said, mami, you the most beautiful woman to me."
He crouched down in front of you, returning the smile you so effortlessly wore now. You leaned forward until your forehead was resting on his and let him go on
"Don't get me wrong,” Miles started, placing his hand over your heart, “this is what I love best- it’s my favorite thing. But you wanna know what made me push all them people outta the way to get to you that night? That was pure attraction.”
All in all, with Miles, you felt more beautiful than ever. And those days when you would question it, he was always there to put to bed all your doubts and insecurities. That boy loved you more than life itself
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