Sick

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Requested by 1Yukimo1

"Ay dios mío– Lyla where are they?" Miguel asked the small hologram woman right at his desk. "I told you they're still at home, from what I know maybe they just late this time?" Lyla replied shrugging before.

Suddenly Peter brust through Miguel's office in a panick. "Miguel! It's Y/N their not well.." Peter said with May in his arms.

Miguel stood up and jumped down from the platform. Hovering over Peter and May.

"What do you mean not well?" Miguel Questioned Peter with crossed arms.

"Well I quite don't know the details but they're neighbors gave me some information about them over the phone earlier.." Peter said.

Miguel huffed exasperatedly rubbing his temples. "bien bien..could you go check up on them or something?"

Peter laughed Awkwardly. "Sorry Miguel gotta take care of this stinker." Peter looked down at May and gave the baby a noogie.

Miguel sighed once again. "Lyla see if any of the spiders are free to go check on them." Miguel said as Lyla appeared right beside him.

"Scanning to check...Oh No! Seems like no one's free right now, how about you go check on them since your free." Lyla said sarcastically.

"You're such an ass sometimes Lyla." Miguel sighed annoyedly. He turned to Peter. "Sal de aquí, I'll go check on them." Miguel said gesturing to Peter to get out.

The hologram woman jumped happily. "Good I'll let you get it you lovebirds!" She giggled as she disappeared to go bother someone else then Miguel.

"lo juro por dios.. eres tan molesto.." Miguel muttered to himself as he left his office to go find you.

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Miguel made to your window of your apartment and slowly opened it, going into your home.

"Hello?..Y/N you here..?" Miguel voice echoed throughout your home. Nothing came back but silence.

He called out again but there was still silence. "Son el infierno son ellos.." He whispered to himself, feeling a bit irritated.

Then suddenly, he heard a cough coming from somewhere in the house. Miguel looked around trying to locate that noise.
Finally his red eyes landed on you on the couch, fast asleep in front of some kind of TV playing some movie of some kind.

You were clutching a blanket tightly with two pillows tucked under your head for support.

Your eyes slowly opened and you squinted your tired eyes a little before they finally found Miguel standing next to your couch.

Once your eyes focused, you shot awake. The blankets flew to the ground along with you with a loud thump. Miguel was taken aback by your sudden move, not knowing why exactly you had reacted so violently to his presence.

"O-Oh sir I didn't know you'd by here." You said in a rushed voice.

It took you a while to collect yourself from your quick outburst and even longer to register Miguel was still there watching you closely.

He noticed a few things, one that you were indeed very sick cause he could see it in your movements and voice.

Another thing is that your breathing seems more raspy than usual. Miguel grabbed your wrist to stop you from what your doing.

"Y/N, you need to rest." Miguel insisted. You pulled away and glared at him."I'm fine I'm not sick, it was just a cold." You snapped at him.

Miguel raised his eyebrow."Really? Because that was definitely didn't seem like a 'just a cold', I saw how much pain you were in when you were on the couch."

Miguel replied, his expression turning slightly soft.
That made you soften as well and nodded your head in defeat.

Miguel smiled at you. "Come on let's get you in bed." Miguel said extending his hand towards you.

You accepted and stood, allowing him to lead you back to your bedroom.

After entering your room, he helped you lie down comfortably on top of the sheets, tucking you in properly.

"Ok duerme apretado, ill be back later to give you medicine." Miguel explained.
He made his way to your window, opening it and jumping out.

(I'm sorry this was short but thank for your requests my dear reader!)

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