Miguel O'Hara x Reader [one-shots]

HE'S HERE [F]

SPIDER-WOMAN IS A full time job at this point. I've had to miss so many classes because of the stupid criminals that think crime is the way towards a good life.

Honestly, how hard could not robbing a store, especially at gunpoint, be?

Sighing, I jumped down into the front of the door, walking in.

"Spider-Woman, if you move even another step, I'll shoot you!"

I looked at the guy, my eyes dead as my body was slumped. "Oh, no, I'm so scared. Mr. Big-bad-criminal is going to shoot me."

I shot a web at his gun, webbing it to the wall. His eyes widened as he began to look around, trying to find his best escape route.

I rolled my eyes and as he began to run, I easily shot webs at him. He fell down to the ground and I got him, picking him up easily before I webbed him to the wall. I grabbed the bag full of money and handed it to the cashier.

"Are you hurt?" I asked her, looking down as she hid behind the counter.

She shook her head as she looked up at me with wide eyes.

Behind you.

Almost immediately turning around, I was barely able to register what was happening before I was sucked into a portal.

Landing on the ground, I slowly sat up as I looked around the place. It was pretty dark, but there were computers and such around that brightened the place up.

"What the..." I scratched my head as I looked around, "A portal just transported me..."

What is happening?

"Who the hell are you?" a voice sounded, for some reason catching me off guard. I don't know why my sense just disappeared.

I turned around swiftly, not seeing said person through the darkness.

"I was pulled into here?"I tried to explain, "Perdón, I have no idea where—"

He stepped forward, his eyes red. My mouth shut as I immediately recognized him.

This can't be. He's...

"That doesn't explain it," he said, taking a step closer, "Tell me or I'll have to assume you're a threat."

I could feel my hands trembling and my heart beating faster than it should be. I slowly raised my hands before putting them to my mask.

I pulled it down.

"Dad?" I said halfway through.

He furrowed his eyebrows before his lips parted as he saw my face. I could feel my cheeks growing hotter and the tears coming up to my eyes.

"Y/N?" he asked, taking a gentle step closer. We were half a foot away from one another.

I nodded. "You— you..." I took a trembling breath as I stared up at him, a few tears cascading down my cheeks, "I thought you were gone."

He kneeled down, carefully bringing his hand to my cheek. I smiled, chuckling as I knew it was him. His eyes told me everything.

Instantly, I enveloped him in a bone-crushing hug. He caught me, hugging me back tightly.

"You're alive," I breathed out, crying through tears of joy, "You're alive. Oh, God."

He kept on holding me tightly, a few sniffles sounding. "Mi hija. Te extrañé."

"Yo también te extrañé," I chuckled through the cries, "Perdona me por todo, Papá."

I couldn't save him, but now he's here. He's here with me.

"No digas eso," he shook his head, pulling back as he placed his forehead on mine, "Te amo, mija."

"Te amo también, Papá."