Peter B Parker x Miguel O'Hara oneshots

Bad times

Made by: Arielle
Song for the story: Reflections by: The neighbourhood

Angst time😈
Idk how to write anything else tbh I'm sorry y'all✋😭💀

Thier kids he knew that. They could've gotten hurt, or even killed. They made it out alive by sheer luck. Thier teens they haven't been in the spider society long. He knew that but the thought of losing someone— or even someone getting hurt, maybe when hospitalized close to death. It hurt him to think like this but it's unhealthy coping mechanism he's grown quite attached to.

"YOU GUYS CANT JUST GO AROUND DOING STUFF LIKE THAT YOU COULDVE BEEN KILLED YOU—" he yelled at them he could see the hurt on their faces I mean Pav wouldn't even make eye contact Miles looked at him with sad puppy eyes trying his hardest not to look away. Hobie was staring looking directly at him as if he didn't care he knew deep down he did but didn't show it. Gwen at the floor kicking and playing his shoes on the floor looked unfazed as if it wasn't almost completely her fault. He sucked a deep breath in trying to calm himself down

"I could've lost you guys because you want to take your JOBS as a JOKE your LIVES there were citizens around that could've gotten hurt or worse—" he was cut off by someone walking in late for the meeting set just for them for a specific reason

"Hey guys what's up, what did I miss?" Peter asked walking in with mayday as if he forgot about their last mission going sideways

He made eye contact with the four teens "go" as he eyed the door

"Let's not forget the real reason this mission went down hill and why you and innocent people could've DIED" Miguel angrily told him trying so hard not to lose his temper

"But—" before Peter could finish Miguel cut him off
"BUT NOTHING PETER ABSOLUTELY NOTHING THERE IS NO EXCUSE YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN INNOCENT PEOPLE KILLED NOT ONLY THEM BUT THE KIDS TOO YOUR NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO HAVE MAYDAY ON DANGEROUS MISSIONS WITH YOU"

He yelled at Peter realizing his mistake as he looked at mayday who had fear in her watery little eyes before busting out into tears before flailing her little arms and legs around Miguel quickly approached and picked her up from the baby carrier to try to calm her down when he grabbed her and tried to bring her close her crying got even worse and louder she kept kicking her legs as if she was trying to run away from him. Miguel defeated looked at Peter with saddened eyes and handed her back as maydays crying wasn't as bad as when he was holding her Peter looked back at Miguel with a disappointed yet saddened look on his face before looking at mayday and walking off. He stared intensely at the door.

"Lyla lock my office doors I don't want anyone in here." He said in a cold voice before walking back on his platform to get back to work to distract himself from the mess he's started all because he couldn't keep it together.

That night was absolutely terrible he couldn't sleep every time he closed his eyes he saw all the people he's hurt not just today but from his life he saw his daughters, and the easy she stared at him with fear in her eyes the same way he saw in maydays eyes. he was the reason for both anyways he hurt Peter and the kids with his short temper. He knew it would happen someday but not on a scale this bad. The silence in his empty apartment was deafening. So he put on a jacket since it's cold at nighttime and took a walk around. By the time he felt like closing his eyes and having sleep fall over him he was on his apartment roof. It was peaceful up there the sounds of the trees rustling against each other to the bugs from the frogs to the crickets.He didn't realize but he let his eyes close they were long overdue anyways.

He woke up with his legs dangling off the roof and the birds chirping and the bright sun hurting his eyes. He forgets how it was to wake up to peaceful beautiful morning he hasn't done this since she died— they liked to camp on the roof before soccer games and look at the stars and scenery. He felt his eyes water a bit and a tear slip he quickly wiped away and got ready for his long day of work there was nothing to mess up now.

He made sure to get to his office before he was seen by anyone he didn't want attention from went on missions and immediately went back to his office unnoticed it was like this for 3 days

Until he had a mission in peters universe so since he was Spider-Man in that universe he had to help the monster wasn't that bad or too easy per say to beat but it did get a hit on Peter he has ran into and he flew onto the cold ground Peter didn't respond for a couple of minutes so he called for backup and an ambulance he didn't get within 10 feet of Peter during the whole thing he didn't want to hurt him again but he found a way somehow he always did.

That night back in his apartment he locked himself in his bedroom didn't come out unless it was absolutely needed. He spent his time starring out the window wondering how much more damage he could possibly do to the people he loves.

That morning was his last straw the the stats and graphs showed the number of injuries, calls for backup, and number of anomalies have skyrocketed since the last weekly check. He picked up a desk and threw it across his office and started breaking and throwing other loose less important items around in anger. Lyla didn't bother to intervene she knew it was no excuse if he was all up in his feelings plus she knew Peter had already walked in and saw what he was doing she may have unlocked the doors without permission when Peter asked without Miguel knowing .

"I can never protect the people I loves for my life"he cried voice cracking holding back tears and sobs as he thought about how his both daughters how died twice because he couldn't save either of them and then Peter was hurt on a mission because he couldn't communicate like a normal person and talk it out. He put his knees on the dirty trashed floor and laid his head in between them using his arms to cover his face because of the ugly tears.

"I doesn't know how I survived anything any of this but I wish it was me instead of Gabriella—" his voice cracked at Mentioning her name sounding harsh and weak from holding back sobs
"—So I wouldn't have to deal with shit like this" he finally sounded defeated everything was now a mess that he doesn't know how to find a way out of.

He felt a pair warm hands on his shaking shoulders. He wouldn't usually respond to this well but today just wasn't that day, the warm hands made itself around him into a hug.

"Está bien, cálmate" Peter said in the most weirdest whitest way possible. Before Miguel lifted his head and returned the hug before putting his head on Peters shoulder and facing the other way he didn't want to seek too vulnerable with his red puffy eyes

"We'll work on your Spanish when you get home" he said in between struggling to breathe through his tears. As they shifted positions as Miguel was laying on the side of Peter curled up with his head on Peters chest listening to his heartbeat making sure he was safe.

They sat in a comfortable silence as miguel closed his eyes and slept had fallen asleep Peter sat there thinking about every he just sad feeling sorrow for the poor man.

Next chapter he'll make it up to everyone and especially mayday😀

( I don't have an exact idea in mind so if you want please recommend some wholesome ideas after this depressing chapter💀<3)

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