Silk & Cologne | Miguel O'Hara

Chapter 31 - Waiting

I felt a little lighter after that talk. I had just found out that the person I have feelings for likes me back, and to top it all off, our dimensions aren't going to prevent us from trying to be together?!

Miguel and I had sat there on the balcony for a while longer, his arm tucked around my shoulders as he held me close to his frame. I remembered relaxing in his embrace. Body heat radiating from him as if he were a personal walking heater. It felt nice just sitting there.

He was really warm. So warm I could see myself falling asleep in his hold if we stayed any longer.

Eventually we did have to get up and regroup with the rest of the Society. Otherwise people would start asking around, wondering where we were, especially their fearless leader. I was surprised that we hadn't heard anything yet, but perhaps Lyla was keeping things quiet so we wouldn't be bothered.

"Should we go see if Isabella is awake yet?" I asked him as my eyes glanced up towards him.

The sigh that left his lips was one of content, almost peaceful. "We probably should," He spoke softly before a half smile curled on his lips. "Jess will have it out for me if I leave her alone with Peter B. for too long,"

"Oh, the audacity," I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

I scooted over to allow Miguel to stand up, looking up and watching him as he stretched out the stiff joints from his arms and legs. I had caught myself staring at him before, but at this moment, I couldn't look away. I smiled, admiring him from where I sat before he offered me a hand.

His lips curled into a soft smile as I took his hand in mine. He helped me to stand up on my own feet, pulling me up with ease. Miguel glanced down at our held hands before he motioned towards the elevator. A silent question.

I answered him with a small nod and smile. His gaze grew softer as we both walked hand in hand.

We took the elevator back down to his lab. The elevator doors opened and as we walked across the floor, I turned towards the table of Miguel's platform and only then noticed that the two boxes of empanadas I got him earlier this morning were completely empty. Had he eaten the remaining bundles while I was recovering? Was he stress eating?

I decided not to bring it up, not knowing if it was a touchy subject as he did promise to try and take better care of himself. With a physic like his, he should be eating more anyways. Exiting the lab, we then make our way towards the villain holding-cell block.

I tried to play it cool, but noticing a lot of Spiders glancing our way made me feel a little squeamish. It's not that I didn't like the attention per say, if anything, I was worried about how Miguel would react to this. He was the leader of the Spider-Society. He had to maintain this professional appearance and demeanor almost constantly around his fellow Spiders, and for the first time in who knows how long, they're seeing him relaxed and holding hands with someone else?

"Lisa?" Miguel's voice snapped me out of my nervous trance as I looked up at him, a look of genuine concern on his face. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Y-Yeah," I nodded slowly, my eyes shifting around us briefly before I returned my gaze to him. "Are you okay?"

He noticed my gaze shifting and quickly put two and two together as we kept walking, noticing a few stares our way. He knew they weren't staring because they were judging them. In fact, he noticed some of them looked almost happy, pleased. Even saw a pair exchanging something like they were doing a bet? His cheeks flushed at the thought. Okay, slightly embarrassing, however. . . 

"Is this too fast for you?" he asked me.

My eyes widened at the question as I hastily shook my head. "No, no, just. . . the nerves talking is all," My cheeks heated up as I rubbed the back of my neck with my free hand. "So, are you okay with this?"