Miguel O'Hara x reader. (one shots)

safe and sound

👋Very fluffy smut and intimacy

Context:

Again, it happened again, Miguel lost his temper catching an anomaly, he got violent and hurt some of the spider-people trying to catch the anomaly, as Miguel saw the destruction he caused looking back, he panicked looking at the burning vehicles and some of the spider-people limping, fortunately no-one got killed.

Peter, Gwen, you ,miles  pav and hobie managed to catch the anomaly, after a lot of struggle but you all did.

You looked happy, all of you did, catching the anomaly, then you looked around to find Miguel to rub it on his face that you all did the job and not him, you liked annoying Miguel.

It was weird that you didn't find him but it wasn't unusual for him to not be there, so you just shrugged it off.
All of the damage was repaired or beginning to get repaired, it would take no time you were sure, he did get a lot aggressive that time but it wasn't that you hadn't seen it before, so everything was good.

You helped a couple of spider people, who were hurt, to get back to spider society building to get first aid.

Now you were back in spider society, doing your daily tasks that Miguel assigned a week earlier, yet you did get a sight of him anywhere, you went to HQ no-one, not in the restaurant or in the lobby, you asked few people but no answer.

You had no idea but to ask Lyla. You cared about Miguel, even though you liked annoying him a little, he did enjoy it form time to time. Sure, you  and Miguel had slept together a couple of times, first was a drunk mistake, second was a conscious mistake that you both enjoyed.

"Lyla, where is Miguel? I can't find him anywhere." You asked his sassy but fun assistant.

"He,..he is in his room, asked me not to bother him, he was really serious this time." She made a conserned face.

You cut the conversation short, making your way to his room, you shouldn't have barged in like that , but you were very conserned.

"Miguel?" You walked to his bed he was sitting on his bed, unlike him to do that, it was hard getting that man to relax.

"What the hell are you doing here?" His voice was a little shaken, you could tell he was trying to stay strong.

"I just-" you tried to explain but he cut you off.

"Out!" He shouted.

You were pissed at his shouting when you just wanted to check on him.
"Fine, don't show care, got it" you said sarcasticlly turning around, waking away.

All of a sudden there was, orangy-red web on your arm stoping you form leaving.

"I'm sorry..., Didn't mean to shout." He sounded defeated and desperate.

You were suprised, Miguel never really sounded like that, sad? Sure sometimes, but defeated, very rarely.

You immediately turned around,
"Don't go...please." he was a little ashamed asking you to stay.

You walked to his bed, sitting on the edge and Miguel was sitting in the middle.
"What is it miguel, what is bothering you?" You asked gently.

He started to tear up, looking down at his hands.
"I'm so sorry..I really didn't mean to hurt people." He looked at you, his eyes begging for your approval or at least something.

You moved and sat beside him, you both hands on either side of his cheek, he closed his eyes to your soft touch, you wiped his tears, he hugged you tightly, resting his face between your shoulders and neck, you could feel his tears landing on your skin, you didn't mind that at all, you held him, rubbing his back.
"It's ok"