Silk & Cologne | Miguel O'Hara

Chapter 6 - Lecture

Warning: Mention of scars, implied injury.

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"You mind letting me in? It's a bit chilly out here," Miguel muttered softly as he gave me a weird look after my stutter.

"Oh, uh, sure," I chuckled nervously as I stood to the side, inviting him in.

"Gracias," he responded plainly as he stepped inside. - Thank you

He was so tall he could literally reach up and touch the ceiling with his fingers. He towered over me as I closed the sliding door, shutting out the cool air before I shuffled passed him.

"Not to be frank, but I was expecting Gwen?" I raised a brow as I began to clean up my mess.

"Gwen was asked to assist Jessica for a mission, so I volunteered to pick you up in her place," Miguel explained as he stepped further into the room, looking around. He glanced over, watching as I stuffed all the comic books in a bag and slammed it on the desk. 

I huffed, catching my breath as I walked over to my dresser drawer and grabbed a change of clothes. "I'll just change quickly and we'll go,"

"Take your time," Miguel nodded firmly, hands on his hips. He watched me step into the bathroom and lock the door before pressing a button on his watch. "Lyla, scan the area,"

"Yep, yep!" Lyla piped up as she materialized a few tiny drones for Miguel as they began to hover around the room.

"Wait, scanning? Is everything okay?" I called from the bathroom.

I began to strip down yesterday's clothes, tossing them aside.

"Just scanning and making sure nothing is out of the ordinary. I wouldn't want another anomaly slipping through to your universe," Miguel explained.

"Uh huh," I was half paying attention to him as I was focused on getting my top off, and once my bare stomach and sports bra were in view as I looked at myself in the mirror, my hands couldn't help but wander down to faint scaring along my stomach.

I just have zoned out for a second longer than I should have. I heard Miguel's voice through the doorway. "Everything alright?"

"Oh, yes!" I quickly snapped back into reality as I rushed to finish getting ready. "Um, what's an anomaly exactly? Something that's from another universe?"

"Like the Spider that bit you and the guards, yes," Miguel nodded as he walked closer towards the desk. One of the comics caught his eye as he gently pulled it out to get a closer look. Realizing it was a comic of him, his cheeks flushed faintly, scoffing at it before shoving it back in the bag. "Among other things,"

The bathroom door unlocked as I stepped back into my hotel room, wearing a black tank top with a red zip up sweater over top and black cargo pants. "Like what?"

Miguel seems to stare at me for a few solid seconds, as if debating to tell me more. "That's. . ." He hesitated briefly before shaking it off. "Not important for right now."

I got the feeling that it was a touchy subject for him so I didn't want to press it any more than he wanted to talk about. He could be intentionally taking things slowly for me, not wanting me to feel overwhelmed about everything. In just over 24 hours I discovered the existence of other dimensions and in said dimensions, superheroes, Spider-Man especially, are actually real.

I'm feeling fantastic!

"Before I forget," Miguel reached behind him and pulled something out from his pocket. "Your Gizmo is ready,"