Y/N L/N aka "Diamond Spider", has been Miguel O'Haras partner in crime and has been by his side for years. But when a certain new teenage Spider-Man could ruin a crucial canon event and wreak havoc on the Multiverse, choices must be made.
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Sorry for the wait guys So I'm writing one more interludeafter this and then that'll be it guys And I'm being serious this time The last one I write is gonna be a tear jerker sowwy
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Never seen something so real🤔 ———————— You stomped up the apartment complexes stairs with tears burning your eyes. Uncle Ben had called you again. After he threw the plate at you, you never went back to your own earth, or contacted him. But that doesn't mean he couldn't call you. And he did at least once every few months. Sure, people would say not to pick up, but he was your only family left, and deep down, you still cared for him, and he was getting old. You were all he had if something bad happened, so you picked up. Everytime. No matter what. Miguel had told you he would pay Ben a visit and tell him to leave you alone, because he hated that every time he called you, it always ended in you feeling shitty. Ben always blamed you for your Aunts death. But you politely refused Miguels offer, apart of you still wanting to make sure your only family was okay. Today, you got his call as you left work, and it started how it always does. The usual "how are you?" and "I wish you would come home". And then it ended how it always does. Him blaming your for May's death, and you begging him to stop and telling him it wasn't your fault. Ben always did think it was you. He found out you were Diamond-Spider, and after knowing you were seen at the scene of May's death, he connected the dots. The night he threw Aunt Mays china at you. He thought you were the one to kill May, but it was really your Green Goblin. You fumbled the keys into the keyhole to the apartment, more tears making your face wet. You quickly opened the door, and practically stumbled in, almost tripping and falling. "Hey, how was-woah." Miguel words slowed when he walked into the kitchen and saw your upset state. Your bag sagged on your shoulders, and your hair was sticking to your face, and your face was shiny. You probably looked like shit. Miguel's face softened as his arms fell to his sides limply. He made a move towards you. "Sweetheart-" "No. No I'm- Im fine," you said putting a shaky hand up and quickly walking over to the open balcony next to the kitchen. You looked out at the city view before you that had turned everything a pretty shade of pink from the sinking sun. "Was it him again?" Miguel said behind you. You were quiet for a moment. "Y-yeah." "I said to stop answering him." "I-I cant! I'm all he has left," you said hanging your head. "I understand, but he can't keep doing this to you." You didn't answer. You just kept staring ahead. Miguel slid next to you on the railing your arms were resting on. You could see him staring at you with a sympathetic expression from the corner of your eye. "Hey, look at me, por favor." Miguel said gently. You turned to him, your eyes still glassy. He slid closer to you so your shoulder were touching and you looked at his close brown eyes. "I don't like-" he sighed. "I hate seeing you like this." "I'm sorry-" "No! What the hell are you sorry for?" Your eyes fell to your hands. "I don't know," you mumbled. "Cariño. You can't let Ben keep treating you like this. It's hurts you too much." "I know, but-" "No. You don't know. I need you to say that you won't let him do this anymore." You didn't respond as your eyes still stayed glued to your hands. You felt one of Miguel's rough hands gently touch your cheek to bring your face to meet his. "Y/N. I need you to promise me. Please," he said with a meaningful gaze. You shut your eyes for a second before blowing out a breath. "Yeah, okay." "Okay what?" "I promise to not let Uncle Ben destroy me anymore." "Good. Now come here." Miguel pulled you into his big figure. You immediately wrapped your arms around his waist and relaxed immediately. He pulled back slightly, and just looked down at you in his arms. "It breaks my heart when you come home like this," he said with a sad face. "I'm sorry-" "Shut up. And stop apologizing. Just let me hold you." You smiled and leaned back into him. "Thank you." Miguel pulled back again and leaned down towards your face, putting his hands on your face. "I will always be here. Always." He's so close, your mind screamed. You just stared at eachother. Your body started internally freaking out though when you say Miguel's gaze flicker down to your lips. Oh shit. He's gonna kiss me isnt he? Do I want this? What the hell? Of course I do! But what would happen afterwards? Does he even really like me? Miguel started leaning even closer toward you gently, and you felt your eyes start to flutter closed. Any second now. "Hey has anyone seen my soccer ball- oh." Your eyes shot open, and you and Miguel pulled back immediately. You turned in Miguel's arms to see Gabby standing in the balcony doors, her mouth hanging open. She looked between you too for a while, before she got a smug look on her face. "Daddy? Where you gonna kiss Y/N?" Miguel peeled his arms off you as you backed away, your face burning. Miguel rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "No! Well- no. I mean-no. No!" Gabby's eyes narrowed. "Are you sure? You looked like you were gonna eat eachothers faces-" "OKAY! Thank you Gabby!" You clapped your hands to get her attention. "Do you want help finding your ball?" "Oh! Yes!" She turned and sped from the balcony. You turned to Miguel who was looking anywhere but your eyes. You reached out and gently grabbed his arm. He looked up at you with a blush on his face. You smiled at him sweetly before turning to follow Gabby. ———————- HOORAY I FINISHED MWAHA