Devil's Darling ~ Miguel O'hara +18

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Y/n ended up in the backseats of her Aunt's car, her legs tucked under her and her arms crossed in a position that made her look more like a pouting child than a mature spider woman.

She felt embarrassed for being caught in that position. Her cheeks were still flushed from the heated kiss with Miguel, and she couldn't help but feel that rush of embarrassment and excitement coursing through her veins.

She fidgeted, her mind replaying the intimate sight over and over again. Her body and thoughts betraying her, these bad-timing feelings with in the surface at the moment.

She shifted in her seat, in an attempt to look more composed, but it was so awkward making her position feel more ridiculous.

"Cool" she mumbles out to herself, chewing on her bottom lip, her eyes narrowing at the sight of her disappointed aunt. "What a good timing woman.. Now I have to walk straight for the week" she rolled her eyes "so basic".

On other hand, Marjana was driving the car. She kept squinting her eyes, as she couldn't quite believe what she had witnessed.. The image of Y/n and Miguel's passionate kiss messing up with her mind.. She had always known her niece was a bit of a wild card, but this was something she had never expected.

Marjana finally broke the silence, her tone holding a disappointed hint. "All of this... for a stupid gown.. "

Y/n's jaw dropped slightly at the accusation, her expression shifting to one of grumpy disbelief. "Hello? You think I made out with him for that gown? Oh, you are taking things too far lady" Y/n retorted, her voice rising with indignation.

Marjana sighed, rubbing her temples. "And here I thought you were all grown up and more sensible.. This whole inappropriate situation—"

Y/n cut her off, her eyes blazing. "More sensible? Inappropriate? You think I'm throwing myself on random men?" She muttered, laughing in disbelief. "For what? A piece of fabric?"

Marjana's face hardened, her voice rising. "It sure looked like it! What were you thinking, Y/n? This isn’t some teenage fling, it’s a serious event with serious consequences. You can't just.. Eat each other in public and expect everything to be fine"

Y/n let out an 'Eww', her face screwing up in cringe and embarrassment "You have no idea what's going on. There's more to this than you know, more than you could ever understand!"

Marjana's eyes flashed with anger. "Don't you dare talk to me like that, young lady! Is this how you repay me? By making out with some older man in front of everyone? You’re making a fool out of yourself and dragging our name through the mud!"

Y/n rolled her eyes, crossing her arms again, her posture making her look both defiant and endearing. "He is not that old... He is cute... You make it seem like he is a senior citizen or something"

Marjana glanced at her through the rearview mirror, her expression one of skeptical amusement. "Really?"

Y/n pouted, looking out the window. "Yeah, really"

Marjana sighed and shook her head, a hint of frustration crawling back "He looks like he’s running on two hours of sleep and a gallon of coffee.. You sure he doesn't have kids?"

Y/n stayed silent for a moment, then muttered under her breath, a slight smile playing on her lips "I can be the mother of his kids."

Marjana's eyes shot wide, slamming on the brakes, she stopped the car with a sudden pull and turned in her seat to face Y/n, her eye twitching with barely contained fury. "What did you say?" She exclaimed "You are not planning to get pregnant at eighteen, are you?"