Silk & Cologne | Miguel O'Hara

Chapter 15 - Aftermath

Warnings: Implied briefly attempted sexual/physical assault

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When Miguel and I emerged through the portal and arrived back at Spider-Society HQ, specifically his lab, Gwen and Pav immediately hovered near me, asking over a dozen times if I was okay, or hurt, and apologizing profusely for leaving me alone. Hobie hung back, hands in his pockets. His gaze briefly met Miguel's, who had gently removed his hand from my shoulder when we emerged from the portal, as Spider-Punk offered him a very rare nod of approval. Miguel nodded back in kind.

I reassured the two teenagers that it wasn't their fault, and that I appreciated them looking out for me. Gwen and Hobie offered for me to stay with them in Hobie's dimension, but I politely declined, explaining that I had asked Miguel if I could spend the night there at HQ. Miguel also didn't want to risk Oscorp jumping to other dimensions to try and track me so HQ was the safest place I could be, other than my apartment but that was currently a nervous wreck.

Pav and Gwen hugged me tightly, glad that I was alright. I didn't reveal all of the heavy details, not wanting to scare them, but one glance over at Hobie and he understood my partial silence. He offered me a soft nod of encouragement before gently pulling Gwen and Pav along as they exited Miguel's lab. Pav called out, wishing me a good night's sleep, waving profusely and I chuckled softly.

Before leaving, Miguel quickly explained the situation in more detail now that we were safely back in his dimension and away from prying eyes. The doppelganger that attacked me was a variant of a villain called The Chameleon from Earth-1997, the same dimension where the Spider that bit me came from. He was a Russian super spy and master of disguise, able to perfectly match his target's physical figure and voice.

He was also the mole that infiltrated the Spider-Society for Oscorp in order for them to continue their interdimensional experiments and stole Miguel's tech. He reassured me that Lyla made the necessary precautions to make sure that he or anyone from that dimension couldn't come back here or to my own dimension in order to keep me safe.

I smiled softly at him, thanking both him and Lyla for their help and for rescuing me. "I don't think I'll ever say it enough,"

"There's no need, Lisa," Miguel waved it off before stepping closer towards me, placing a comforting hand on my own. "You call, and I'll be there,"

Miguel leant me his room for the night. Despite my protests about his offer, he reassured me that he rarely slept there in recent weeks, the task of monitoring the multiverse taking up most of his time so he usually slept in his lab. I knew that it couldn't be even remotely comfortable, and as much as I wanted to, and tried, I couldn't convince him otherwise, so I reluctantly but thankfully took his offer.

It was a standard room, but then again Miguel's dimension is set multiple years in the future. So it was a standard room for someone living in the year 2099 who also worked and earned a lot of money . The bedroom felt like it was the master room of a five star hotel, but it wasn't super in your face. It was subtle, but the rich classy texture was still there.

The king sized bed hovered on a large platform with a low level fluorescent blue light. The floor and walls were a beautiful polished white marble with a walk-in closest etched into the wall near the bed and a bathroom to its left. On the opposite end of the room was a small work desk with a sleek monitor and around the corner was a long sleek window that overlooked Nueva York. It was currently tinted with a black overlay to shield the resident from the harsh neon lights that lit up the city at night.

Miguel directed me to where all the bathroom essentials were and set my bag gently down next to the bed. He offered me a kind half smile as he squeezed his hand in mine. "Do you need anything else?"