𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆 | marvel universe

her- miguel ✧

miguel x afrolatina!reader!

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no one's pov~ you hunted him, pictures hung from his wall of your face. he grabbed a picture and started to throw it away but just couldn't, why he couldn't he hurt you and he should be able to leave you but he couldn't. tears would fall every time videos of you in his office, your smile hunted you, your eyes watched his soul, and your lips would speak the words that he wanted to hear always.

"miguel," he heard your voice speak but when he turned he saw jessica, "you were zoning out again," she said as she held her belly. miguel took a deep breath and rubbed his face, "are you okay?" jessica asked and all miguel could think about were you when people asked if you were okay. "i'm fine, i just had a long night." he replied, lying about his feelings is all he could but jessica looked right through him.

"you're thinking about her again." jessica said with a smirk, miguel looked down as his vision started going blurry from the tears building up. "you know, maybe you should go see her so you can at least talk to her." jessica said and walked out of his office. tears fell again...tears always fell out at the thought of you, but this time he wasn't just crying but he started sobbing.

after a few more tears, he decided to go to your apartment. outside of your apartment, he took a bunch of deep breaths, then he finally knocked.  "COMING!" he heard your voice say from the other side of the door, "hey sorry i w-" you stopped when saw miguel looking back at you. miguel looked at your hair, it was longer now and more curly but your curls still had that wavy texture.

"miguel." you breathed out as you gripped onto this doll that you were holding. "mami!" the little girl of the age of 3 called to you and you slowly looked down at her, "give me a second! mami talking to someone right now." you said and handed her the doll. miguel's eyes widened, "oh you have a child now?" he said with an awkward smile and you just nodded.

"yes, her name is maya...oh hmm come in!" you rushed him into the house as he sat down on the couch. your apartment has always been earthy and lofty since he started going out with you so he was happy that you haven't changed much, "so how are you?" you asked and miguel just looked at you with these admiring eyes.

"i've been busy but i'm good." miguel said, you smiled and that feeling came back to him. that feeling that he only felt with you, "eso es bueno escuchar, miguel i mean i was worried about you." you said and he just looked down again. there was this awkward silence between you two but it ended when your daughter ran through.

"i made you something sir!" maya spoke, he made a confused look and you just looked at the scene with a smile on your face. she pulled something from behind her back and it showed a picture she drew of you and miguel. miguel smiled, "it's beautiful, thank you." miguel said and maya just smiled and miguel couldn't help but notice that her smile looked a lot like yours.

"maya, go get ready for bed okay?" you said and kissed her on her head, she ran away to her room. "she looks just like you, just beautiful." miguel said as his hands landed on your waist, your smile faded and your gaze softened. "why did you leave me, miguel?" you asked him as you wrapped your arm around his neck, "i was young and stupid but that hunts me everyday." miguel said and pulled you closer by your waist.

you licked your teeth as you rubbed your thumb against his lips, "i miss you." you said softly as you brought your lips closer to his. "i miss you too." he said as you smashed your lips onto his, "ohhh! mami has a boyfriend!" you heard maya's voice from behind the couch. you and miguel quickly turned to her, "little girl! didn't i tell you to go get ready for bed?" you said as she ran back into her room.

you got up and followed her but stopped halfway, "hmm are you going to sit there lookin' stupid or are you going to wait in my room?" you said as you looked at miguel behind you and started walking again. miguel smirked, "same old y/n." he whispered to himself.