Miguel O'Hara x Reader Oneshots

Husband Miguel

(Warning, medication, mental illness, abuse?)

You held Layla’s hand in yours as you helped her get up the stairs to your apartment. 

The entire walk home from daycare she hadn’t stopped talking, but you loved every second of it. You got up to your apartment and opened the door and let Layla inside.

You saw Miguel sitting on the couch and just by his face you could tell something was wrong.

"Where the fuck were you?" Growled as you knelt beside Layla.

"You remember what mommy said to do when daddy isn't feeling well?" You asked as she nodded.

"Go in my room and watch my shows on my ipad." She said as you smiled.

"Exactly, love. Get some snacks from the kitchen then go to your room okay, sweetheart?" You said as she smiled happily and ran off.

You waited until she was in her room with the door closed until you spoke.

"I was picking Layla up from Daycare, love." You said as he chuckled coldly.

"We both know you're using that little bitch as an excuse." He said as you took a deep breath, you knew you didn't mean that.

"Did you take your medication this morning?" You asked as he stood up and towered over you.

"Hmm? You mean those pills you force me to take? The ones that make me nice and fucking obedient for you?" He growled backing you against the door.

"Darling, that's not what they are. It's okay, I promise you that you're safe okay?" You replied before he slammed his hand close to the door making you jump.

"Go take care of your fucking kid, I'm going out." He growled before pushing you off the door and walking out.

You sighed a little and let him leave before you called up his doctor incase it got too serious.

You explain to him what was happening and you had all the numbers ready incase Miguel got violent, the main thing you needed to do was get him to take his pills.

Luckily he had his phone with him and you could track it and make sure he wasn't in danger anywhere.

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Miguel didn't come home for a while but luckily when he did Layla was asleep in bed.

You heard the door open and looked up to see Miguel entering, he looked very confused.

"Layla? Where is she?" He whispered as you stood up and gently took his hand.

"Hey, it's okay. Layla's safe she's just sleeping." You said as he looked at you and shook his head.

"You're trying to take her away from me aren't you?" He muttered as you led him to sit next to you on the couch.

You made sure to hold onto his hand, you ran your hand over his wedding ring.

"See this, love?" You whispered before showing your ring to him.

"I'm your wife." You said as he looked at you in confusion.

"What's happening to me?" He whispered with tears in his eyes.

You hated to see him like this, completely lost and scared.

"You're just having an episode, sweetheart. For some reason you must not have taken your medication this morning." You explained as he looked down at your intertwined hands.

"Why do I have to take medication?" He asked as you offered him a soft smile.

"It helps with your mind, sometimes if you don't take them your mind can see and think things that aren't real. You tend to get paranoid and detached from me and Layla." You replied as he nodded a little.

"Did I hurt you?" He whispered as you smiled and shook your head.

"No, not at all. But, I need you to take the medication, okay? Is that alright, baby?" You asked as he nodded.

You got up and grabbed his medication before returning with water and his pills.

You handed them to him and he thankfully took them.

You sat beside him again and rested your hand on his leg.

"It's not fair... It's not fair that I have to rely on these to not be a monster." He whispered as he began to cry, you looked at him sadly and pulled him to lay on your chest while you stroked your hands through his hair.

"Shh, it's okay. I know it's hard, love. But, you're far from a monster. You have an illness and it makes life difficult and having to be on these pills the rest of your life doesn't feel right. But, these medications help you and they help us too, they help stabilise everything. I know your mind is afraid right now but I promise Layla and I love you so so fucking much and would never think of you as weak for any of this." You whispered as he cried into your chest and you cradled him.

"Mommy? Is daddy better now?" You heard Layla say as you looked to see her clutching her teddy and looking at you both.

Miguel looked at her and smiled.

"Yes, sweetheart. Daddy's all better now, do you want to come sleep with mommy and daddy?" He asked as she smiled and ran up to him and practically crawled into his arms making you chuckle softly.

He carried her to your shared room and you climbed in beside her, Miguel got in as well and you all huddled together with Layla still hugging her teddy but making sure she was as close as possible to the both of you.

Miguel looked at you in the soft light.

"I love you both so much." He whispered as you smiled and felt tears in your eyes.

"Teddy loves you too." Layla muttered sleepily making you chuckle.

"We all love you very much, love."