Miguel O'Hara x reader One of the good guys

Truth is

(𝚈/𝚗)  𝚙𝚘𝚟
•••
"Why are you standing I'm not going to bite you." I giggled as I hear him shift from stand to taking a seat next to me.  "See I can be a good girl."

"You think your funny or something?"

"Nah I'm just bored." I don't look at him I can't when he look like that. I turn to look at him in his hoodie. The first thing that came to mind was how cute he is."Look I'm sorry I broke that thing you gave me on the trip."

I pull out the broken pieces of tech out of my pocket, showing it to him while it was in my hand. Miguel glanced at the very broken pieces and takes them out of my hand.

"Want to tell me what happened to it?"

"Sorta but I don't know how." I take my eyes off the city and hold Miguel's gaze. I took a moment to see if his face would give away any hint of emotions on him, but there wasn't anything to read on his face so I went back to the city. "I hate this whole stuff."

"What do you mean?" He huffed becoming annoyed with me.

"I just , everything feels weird you know?" Not knowing what else to say I continue to stare at the cars and the lights of the city.

"I'll try to understand if you could explain it better." He seems to have calmed down a lot since the last time I've met him.

I look at him , how can a man have me be like this? He has the attitude of a house cat on top of being incredibly handsome. I remove my gaze from city to him then back at my thighs. I heard him sigh before I could say anything he got up and started walking away.

"What? Where are you going?" Hopefully he would turn around but he didn't he just kept walking away.

"I'm not going to wait around for you to explain something that you could probably just send in a message." He said as he shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked away from me ,I quickly got up thinking of what I could possibly say but then I stopped midway , I could've believed what he was doing yet it seem on brand for Miguel so what did I expect from the incredibly bratty man.

"I can see why people leave you!" I yelled after him. I had crossed my arms taking a stance against this man might just be the one of the dumbest things I could do. "Always just leaving when people need you the most. Bet you don't think of anyone but yourself!"

He stopped walking and suddenly was in front of me before I could even blink my eyes. He was obviously not happy. Miguel's face had changed his expression darkened as he looms over me.

"You got some nerve to be talking to me as if we are friends."

"Then what are we then Miguel?" The words come out in a whisper as his tall figure still looming over me , the scarlet red irises staring into my soul.

"Nothing. That's what this is, I just come to help you out." No anger in this answer almost as if he felt bad about something I decided now was the time to pry at him.

"Why help me?" My voice was quite as the question slipped out of my mouth. As I expected nothing was said, Miguel leaves without a another word his hood is pulled over his head and he leaps off the building using his web to swing off elsewhere. I was furious with his sudden departure. "Dumbass."

I go back downstairs where a very excited Kimiko was waiting for me. I knew she wanted to hear some sort of hot gossip but instead she gets me coming in the apartment in a awful mood bringing down the vibes of the place. I wish I could have been able to control myself better when it came to my emotions but I've always been like this since I was a kid.

I guess I can't be helped right?

"I need to sleep this off." I mumble to my friend as I plop myself onto the couch drifting into a deep sleep , I could feel my friend's weight next to me as I slept.

•••

•Miguel's pov•

"You said what!" The hologram yelled at me as she followed me around the place. "Why are you like this just ask her about her day something besides going straight into that."

"Lyla don't start." I continue to make my way towards my office. "How was I supposed to know she was going to be difficult."

"Oh yeah I'm sure she is." As she glitched around from room to room. "How silly could you be we had her right in our hands."

Lyla continued as I went to take off the stress in the shower, as I get into the bathroom I strip myself down to nothing. I realized I really wasn't paying attention to Lyla's rant as the water turns on in the shower I stepped into it thinking of (y/n). Closing my eyes putting myself under the running water hoping it would clear my mind as it only got dirtier thinking about how (y/n)'s ass had look in those clothes even if it was barely covering her.

"(Y/n).."
The water kept falling as I thought of her the time I found her in her so called hide out it was the only time I've seen her in such a state. Suddenly I feel myself becoming more stiff. I suddenly felt a cold sensation hitting me it was the water.

"Lyla!"

"What I'm trying to get your attention and your doing a terrible job of listening."

"Fine, what were you saying?"