"Through with you." Miguel Ohara x FEM y/n || ANGST, FLUFF, COLD HARD SMUT ||

New recruit

<hello ty for 170 reads 😁>

Miguel POV.

Miguel was pacing around on his platform, he brushed his hair back and had a hand over his mouth, he was deeply engrossed in his work. He spread apart all his paper work on his desk until he could see each page separately. He picked up a purple virtual thread and started to stick it down on the pages, a hand on his chin...

The purple being reflected on his suit complimented his brown eyes, they sunk deep in his skull. He was tired, burnt out... but he had to keep doing this to keep everyone together. He knows he has to be the one to do it.

He hated- no loathed the fact that he had to let people die in order to keep universes together.. all the people he had indirectly murdered, all the guilt he had locked away and piled up. He didn't want to see the pain in all the spider's eyes- they were mostly 15-17, they were children for fuck's sake, they were children, seeing their parents, their uncles, aunts, even partners die in front of them, that was something Miguel couldn't relate with...

He couldn't even sympathise with them because he wasn't bit by a spider, therefore not triggering a canon event.

Miguel hadn't realized how much work you had taken over until you left, you were in charge of the canteen and it's meals- making sure they were all nutritious enough, you had also hugely covered all of the filing, keeping track of each and every anomaly- something he had almost forgotten he was meant to do. You even went as far as preventing viruses from attacking Lyla and rewriting parts of her code...

He shook the thought of you off his head..

He picked up a page up and held it up to a camera,  uploading it onto a screen. Scanning... scanning.... Universe... Authorised

Pictures of Miguel O'hara from Earth 46290 appeared, the Miguel from that universe was happy, he too worked at Alchemex, he was one of the best scientists in the world, and... he had a daughter, a very bright young girl, she had thick brown hair like his, a very big and pretty smile. She very closely resembled him- well, she also resembled her Miguel. However, Miguel had noticed that he was almost identical to his counterpart, every inch of his body matched his... he sighed and looked at the footage enviously, an idea popping up in his head..

fizzz... Pop!

Lyla had appeared again.. she floated around Miguel's head, striking small poses to catch his attention. Miguel gasped a little, so concentrated in his work it was like he forgot how to breath.

He ignored her and waved his hand around, hoping to be rid of her.
"Not now Lyla..." he grumbled.

She sighs and pulls up a big screen...

"I have the info on the Beter you asked about~.." She chanted teasingly.

He hesitatingly stops his walking and approaches the screen. He pulls over several smaller screens, all showing Peter's skill, Miguel couldn't lie, he was impressive, however.. also just like every other Peter Parker.

"He's allied with Miles Morales Lyla." Miguel gritted through his teeth. 

"Well- he could be a useful asset to have here.." She said, "We need more people- especially after Y/n left- she was practically handling all the jobs-"

"Get her name out of your mouth." He cut her off. His voice was cold. Lyla backed up a bit, she was still wary even though he couldn't do anything to her.

"Well I was going to say is that we need more help around here- we need more adults and not 15 year old Peters." She said, shoving a screen in his face, Peter B looked to be in his late 20's or early 30's and he was sitting in a restaurant with his MJ. He had unmatched energy- anyone could even feel it through the screen.