Miguel O'Hara x Reader/. Y/N (⚠️SMUT⚠️)

What.Happened (Untranslated spanish + swear words)

You try to wake up Miguel and you eventually give up and some how get out from under him. Now Miguel is just laying on the floor. Now you have to get him from the floor, to the couch.

"Fuck.." you say while panting. "what the hell is he wearing and why is he so bruised and cut..."

You put your hair up in a bun and you change into a tank top. You look at Miguel, then the couch.

"How the hell am I gonna do this..."

You barely pick up Miguel slightly off the floor by his under arms and you drag him from the front door to the living room and you drop him there.

"God damn he's heavy as fuck...now I gotta get him on the couch"

You don't want to, but it's not like you have a choice. You pull out the part of the couch that makes it a bed, then you grab Miguel's legs and you put them on the couch, then the same with his upper body. Now finally, he's on the couch. You go to wash off in the bathroom and you go to check up on Miguel, and he's..awake?

"Hola precios-"

"No, don't say a fucking god damn word...." you cut him off trying to make him give you answers

"ey, ey..mami cálmate..." Miguel says trying to reassure you to calm down and that everything's gonna be ok.

"no mé!...." You breathe in and out slowly. "Don't call me Mami right now..."

Miguel grabs your hand and he walks you to the couch but your quick to move your hand away from his.

"dime que tienes en mente.." Miguel says while tucking your hair behind your ear.

"First of all, what happened?" You say in a calm tone.

"What do you mean what happened??" Miguel says confused of what your talking about.

You pull out a sewing kit and bandages and you look at all of his bruises and cuts.

"Oh, yeah that's nothing.." Miguel says trying to act like all of that happens everyday.

You turn Miguel around aggressively and you start to sew his wounds. "Miggy, I know every single inch of your body and this was never here..what.happened."