Spider-Man NOIR x2

I'm not sure if this is the right category, but anyway... Yesterday I got back from a short vacation with my parents, and just last week (on the second day of our stay), I dreamt about Spider-Man Noir again, only this time it was the Peter Parker from the comics and not Nick Cage... As far as I remember, I had a coffee shop that was made of glass, meaning the windows were just one large pane of glass on three walls (plus the entrance, although I don't remember the door being glass). Somehow, day had passed and it was night, and I was walking through the streets (it was a mix of modern times and the fourties.) and I saw a fight? Something was about to hit me, and that's when NOIR rescued me...
God, when I woke up I could still feel the texture of his rough clothes, his thighs against my leg... and that wasn't all... The next day, I was with two friends (I don't know who they were, I don't have any friends) in my cafeteria and a guy with glasses appeared, quite monochromatic (pale, black hair, and black clothes), about 24 years old (I'm 30), and I immediately knew it was him (I still giggle, heheheeheh I love him). My friends left and he came over and we talked... and at one point he extended his left hand and took his hand next to mine and... fdkslfjkdslfjklsdjflkesjkf we kissed...
I can still feel the roughness of his worn gloves... I love Noir so much.