random oneshots

mornings (miguel o'hara)

MIGUEL O'HARA AHHHHHH the hold this man has on me is INSANE anyways, here's a cute thingy i wrote ENJOY

Word count: 930.

I woke up with the noise of rustling and some movement on on our bed. I sat up, yawned and rubbed my eyes to soothe my blurry vision. When I looked to the foot of the bed I saw Miguel, running a hand through his hair, probably trying to wake himself up. I peaked at the clock and saw that it was 5am, usually the time he wakes up to go patrolling around the city.

I took the blanket off of me and scooched over to him, wrapping my legs and arms around his waist as I leaned my head against his bare back. "5 minutos..." I whispered, feeling him hold onto my hands that were around his waist.

"I have to go mi amor..." he said in his gorgeous husky morning voice. He ran one of his hands up and down my bare thigh and he sighed as I ran my hands through his soft hair.

"Por favor?" I asked, whispering in his ear and then feeling his body tense up a little bit. But then I heard him chuckle and nod. He turned around and kissed my neck, pulling me into his body as he laid back down.

He draped my leg over his by pulling me from under my knee, and his hand found its way under his shirt that I wore, and he started to gently run his nails over my back. He knows how much I love that.

I unintentionally moaned very quietly against him when he did that, and he chuckled again. It just felt so good. The goosebumps were incredible.

"That feels so good..." I whispered in a low voice against his chest. He was like a big, soft wall.

"I know mi amor..." he whispered back, placing a kiss on my forehead. "You look so cute when I do it," he said and smiled. God, he's got such a beautiful smile. He has such a beautiful everything.

I blushed and hid my face in his chest. I felt it vibrating from him laughing again. He started moving his hand in circular motions on my back and then started doing even more random things but I wasn't complaining, it felt damn good.

Suddenly he stopped. And I look up at him with furrowed eyebrows, he was already looking down at me. "Why'd you stop?" I said and then he started laughing again. "Just wanted to see your reaction," he said and I rolled my eyes, smiling and shaking my head as I feel him going back to scratching my back.

I wish we could've stayed like that forever, but then the snooze alarm on his phone went off and scared even our cat in the living room.

He leaned away to turn off the alarm and then went back into my arms, running his hand through my hair.

"I made you a sandwich last night as a to-go breakfast for today," I said, looking up at him and then yawning loudly. He smiled and then sat up, one of his hands was on my thigh and the other was rubbing his eye.

We both stood up reluctantly, and then I started walking to prepare his sandwich. But before I could leave, he pulled me back by my waist and held me against him. "Thank you mi amor, for being una diosa," he said and kissed me all over. I laughed in his grasp and then found his lips right in front of mine. I smiled and then connected my lips to his. He leaned into me, curving my back a little as we shared a passionate kiss. God I love this man so much.

We both pulled away panting heavily and with our foreheads connecting. "Te amo Y/n," he said in Spanish, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. My name was so much more interesting when he said it.

"Te amo Miguel," I said back, my hands wrapping themselves around his waist as he kept rubbing his fingers in circles on my hips.

"Suit is in the closet. I washed it in that special way so it wouldn't shrink," I said and gave him a little peck, before unfortunately having to step away from his grasp. "I'm gonna get your sandwich ready okay?"

I said, picking up and putting on one of his shorts that were on the floor. They were big but so comfortable. I was wearing all Miguel today.

"You look hot," he said with a huge smirk on his face. I shook my head, smiled and then fake bowed. "Why thank you, I was inspired by Adam Sandler," I said and struck a pose. Miguel started laughing and I did too. God, we're so weird.

"Okay okay, go get changed," I told him, and turned around. Just as I did, he slapped my ass and kissed my cheek. "Those sweat shorts make your ass look great baby," he said, and I rolled my eyes. He smiled at me with that beautiful loving smile and I smiled back.

I blew him an air kiss and then left for the kitchen. Soon enough, Miguel walked out in his suit, ruffling his hair with one hand as he held his mask in the other.

Damn. I blushed, he looked so hot in his suit. He must've noticed my blush because he smirked and grabbed me by my waist and kissed me again.

Kiss count: infinity.