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

Bad idea

<4 months after previous chapter>
New Yorke
Earth-46290

You are in your car on your way to work, it's a Tuesday morning at approximately 8:45 am. You work at Alcomec, the Alchemax variant of your dimension.

You are the head scientist in your department and you take great pride in your research... you had a relatively boring schedule today, a couple meetings, two experiments, and a shit ton of filing to do.

It was all worth it in the end though because you made 12 thousand dollars a month...

You pull into the car park and grab your duffle bag before exiting your vehicle. You make your way to the elevator and you click the 10th floor. You close your eyes for a little bit, you had only woken up 40 minutes ago and you still felt a little drowsy.

Ding!

You open your eyes but it wasn't your floor, a tall man, around 6'1 brown hair, maroon eyes, medium build walked in... you had your head slightly drooped down.. but you nod to greet the man... you doze off a little before finally arriving at 10.

"Hey... excuse me.. Ms. L/n..?" A familiar voice gently nudged you awake.

"Huh? Oh sorry.. I'm a bit tired.." You rub your eyes and before you was Miguel... but not your Miguel.. it was the Miguel O'Hara of your dimension, the one with a daughter..
"Oh good morning O'Hara.. do you mind if I call you Miguel?" You smile.

"As long as I can call you Y/n?" He smiles back.

"Of course." You both exit the elevator and walk in the same direction... even though you had worked here for over a year, you never really had the time to make friends with your coworkers. Your schedule left practically no time to bond with the people in your dimension, but that didn't stop you from befriending your other spider counterparts.
"Hey uh I how's your daughter? Gab.. briella was it?"

"Yeah, Gabriella. She's doing great.. she's in a soccer team and they're going to play a few matches soon."

"Oh really? That's amazing..." You say from the lounge, Miguel sets his things down at his desk. You grab a mug and start to make some coffee... it whirrrrs in the background.

"Mhm... how is your life?" Miguel asks as he sits down.. he boots up his computer and smiles..

"Everything is pretty good..." You eye the mug that's slowly filling with coffee..

"Anything special?" He asks... he looks up from his laptop for a second and then looks right back down.

You lean on the counter behind you and scratch the back of your head..

"Uhhh nothing really... oh, I recently made a small breakthrough with the cure.." The coffee had finished collecting in the cup and you pick it up.. you blow on it a few times before taping a tiny little sip.. it was way too hot, you set it down.

"Uh huh? Are you gonna bring it up in the meeting today?" Miguel is not looking at you this time, he's typing quiet fast on his keyboard and he pulls up small floating screens around him.

"Definitely.." Beep... beep.. "Oh sorry Miguel I gotta actually start working now.. I just clocked in" You start to walk to your office..

"No worries.. can't wait for your presentation Y/n!"
His voice gets drowned out as you walk further and further away from him, you open your door and place the coffee on the table before tossing your duffle bag on the floor next to your desk.

You close the door and all the blinds... you sit down on your chair and take a deep breath...
"He looks exactly like him..." You mutter..

This Miguel may look like your Miguel, but this one was so different, sure they shared some traits, they both work at their respective Alchemax, they share the same face... they both speak fluent Spanish... and that's about it.