Our little flower

♡Baby♡

Miguel was holding his new born baby girl. She had his beautiful eyes and your lips. She had a mole on her right cheek, it almost looked liked a heart. His eyes held warmth, love for his baby girl. He never thought he would have a family again, not after the incident of his other daughter. This time he will protect her at any cost. You were laying on the hospital bed, looking at your husband who was sitting on the couch, holding your new born baby girl. You looked at them both with adoration. You remember that these past few days, Miguel would tell you how nervous and scared he was.

He was worried he would be a terrible father, but you told him he will be the best, because their dad is Spider-Man. Aside from that, you told him he would be a wonderful father, you knew he would be great dad. One time you overheard his conversation with Peter, he was talking about how he wanted to start a family with you, but he wasn't sure how to ask, also cuz he was nervous. So one day he got the courage to ask you if you wanted to start a family. You said yes, and boom you got pregnant. Miguel was beyond happy, he would have a mini version of you. Miguel loved playing football, and he wants to teach his kids someday, now his wish finally came true. "She loves your arms" I said softly. Miguel turned around and smiled as we made eye contact. "She's the same as you" he said, I laughed softly "yes she is."

Miguel came up to you, and connected his forehead to yours. He stared deeply into your eyes, showing how much he loves you and your daughter. "Thank you amor" he kissed your lips. He then softly handed her to you, making sure she didn't wake up. "She's so beautiful, like a flower, our little flower. Awee and she has heart mole" you said as you looked at her with loving eyes, and holding her small tiny hand. "Well of course love, we made her" he said smirking. You hit him on the arm, as he chuckled. "I swear if you're gonna be like this in the future, when our kids are more grown, imma slap you."

"Oh amor, you know you love me. And did you say our kids? Are we gonna make more babies?" He said as he leaned in a bit, smirking. I felt my face heating up, I just stood there, shocked that it just came out of my mouth. "Uhm you know what I meant" I said as I looked away from him. Suddenly he grabbed my chin, and made me face him again. "What did you mean? Huh?" He stared deep into my eyes. "You know what..we are not going to make anymore babies" I said. His face fell, shocked. "But amor!.....I wanna have more kids, I want you to have them." He said as he grabbed my hand. Oh god..why me, he's just like a baby sometimes. I feel like imma have to take care of two babies. I look at him, put my other hand that was free on his hand.

How many do you want?" He intertwined our hands. "Maybe like 3-5 kids? How much do you want?" 5 kids?!!!! Does it look like I can just pop out babies like that, giving birth is hard!!
"I was thinking either 2-3 kids, having 5 kids is a lot Miguel. I don't think I will have the strength and patience to raise 5 children." Miguel used his other free hand to touch the babies cheeks. "Would you consider it? We can get a house so the children can go outside and roam around. We can live in the forest if you liked, away from the city, so it can just be our little family." I smiled "Ok I will think about it." Miguel smiled, and placed a kiss on my forehead, then my lips.

"I love you and our sweet Angel"
"And we love you, papi"
Miguel chuckled and hugged you both.

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Hey guys!! Thanks for reading! This is my first story, so sorry if things didn't make sense😅 I hope you enjoyed!