Nonviolent Communication (Miguel O'Hara) - Part Five
Miguel O'Hara x SpideyFemReader
Summary: You join Miguel for the first time on a mission.
Word Count: 8,185
Warning: None. Unless you count Miguel's subtle changes. This is on the lighter side again... for now.
Music inspo while writing:
"Another Dimension" - Pop Money (for the last portion of this part🤭)
"Nonviolent Communication" - Metro Boomin, James Blake, A$AP Rocky, 21 Savage
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Part Five
Another birthday came and went for Peter. The first two years were especially hard as his death was still very fresh. As you walk towards the conference room for a meeting, you think about how you felt better about this year’s. You felt more in control of your emotions and even though you cried, it wasn’t as bad as the first two years had been.
You remember the first year was particularly hard, being the first one. It had only been a few months since Peter’s death, and everything felt dull. Your world looked gray. The hours went by without you even realizing it. It felt like you had stopped moving while the rest of the world moved on. You had spent the entire day crying in bed until you decided to bake a cake, crying the entire time. You cried yourself to sleep. You didn’t know how many tears were possible to cry in a day until then.
You also spent the entire day alone at the apartment. There were no people arriving for a dinner celebration the way you usually planned. There were no balloons. There was no lively music playing in the background or Peter’s comments about how you shouldn’t have bothered to cook such an elaborate dinner but adding that he loved and appreciated you for doing so, hugging you from behind as you cooked before he offered to help. There was no trace of his laughter as he talked with friends. There was nothing and no one.
That’s how your life was since Peter’s death. You moved day by day, only talking to acquaintances or colleagues when you still had a normal job, but you eventually left that, too, as you had and continue to have, the privilege to take some time off. You focused on taking care of your city, protecting it from villains that showed up every week. You fought against petty and organized crimes. It was the same thing. Over and over again. Life moved around you.
But your life changed when you joined the Spider Society, which you can’t help but think now how you almost didn’t join. If it wasn’t for Jess Drew, you would’ve probably still been the same. You sigh softly as the truth stings. No matter how much you hope, you feel that your life would’ve remained the same had it not been for the Spider Society. Had Jess not persisted, had she not mentioned Peter and what he would’ve thought about it… You would still be very lonely. As you walk towards the conference room, closer now, you think about your friends who you love and trust. Your days and nights no longer bleed into each other. You no longer feel paralyzed in place as the world moves.
Your life has changed in the short amount of time that you’ve been a member of the society. So much, that you had someone show up to Peter’s birthday celebration this year. Miguel. It makes you feel happy. You feel silly as you think about this but the fact that someone was a part of the celebration this year gives you a good feeling that you’re moving in the right direction. You know you still have some work to do but you’re moving, again. Plus, a few weeks ago you concluded that you were open to the idea of a relationship again. Yes. You were indeed starting to pick up the pieces of your life.
You didn’t expect Miguel’s presence to do so much for you, but it did. Not only does it make you feel like you’re taking a step forward, but it also makes you feel happy that you opened up to someone. You haven’t done that since Peter.
You also feel happy for Miguel. You know what he has been through and how it has led to his current life, but you feel as though he has opened up to you. A little bit. He has shared some things with you, the way you have shared some things with him. It might not be much, and it might not mean anything but you’re glad he’s done that with someone. You don’t expect the man to change overnight. You don’t expect anything from him to be honest. He doesn’t owe you or anyone anything, but you just hope that one day, he’s able to regain a small part of his old self, for his own happiness.
It's been three weeks now since Peter’s birthday. The following day you arrived at HQ, feeling good. You remember how you ran into Miguel at the cafeteria. He returned your container and thanked you once again. Just as the previous night, you felt that his “thank you” was meant for more than the cake but you didn’t know what else he could be thanking you for. Was it for letting him in during such a personal moment? You didn’t know. You also noticed that he looked rested that day, which made you wonder but of course, you didn’t question anything.
And so, you didn’t know that the founder and commander of the Spider Society had slept at his own place for the first time in weeks the previous night. Or that he hadn’t had nightmares for the first time in years. Or that, that morning when he woke up and got in the shower, he thought about making it a goal to try and sleep once a week at his penthouse.
As the days go on after Peter’s birthday, you do your duties at HQ. You patrol your city. You go on missions and catch anomalies. You meet up with your friends. You attend the Friday dinners at Peter’s universe with Mary Jane and Mayday. You organize the lab. It all seems the same, but things feel different, and you can’t explain it but it’s there, in the air. A shift, and it’s good.
You enter the conference room at last. You arrive earlier than anyone with two cups of coffee, as usual. Miguel sits at the head of the table already. His brows are furrowed as he looks down at a tablet, so thin it’s like a hologram. You walk over to him and place the cup on the table.
“Good morning,” you say, hoping you don’t startle him as he looks fully concentrated on his screen.
He looks up, his brows unfurrowing. “Y/N. Good morning,” Miguel says meeting your eyes before he looks down at the coffee cup. “Thank you.”
That’s the new thing. Ever since Peter’s birthday, Miguel says more when you give him his coffee during these meetings. You nod at him. “You’re welcome,” you say before you walk off to your usual seat, with a small smile on your face. Of course, you hide it once your face is in his view.
The reports are already passed out, as always, so you pick up the one in front of you and begin to go through it. You’re always in awe at how put together the reports are. It’s not like you expect them to be bad but Miguel and Lyla always go far and beyond to make sure the reports are perfect. You skim through it as Miguel will cover everything anyway.
The report is always split into three parts. The first part focuses on any anomalies that were dealt with last week, including everything that was discovered about it like powers, personality, how it had ended in another universe, and then basic information like its appearance. The details are always specific and concise as an effort to help all Spider Society members learn more about the anomalies.
Miguel often talked about how important it was to learn about them, as it could equip members with precious information that could aid in catching an anomaly faster in case they left their universe again. You quickly scan this part, always finding it interesting to read as there’s so many variants of one single person throughout the multiverse, but always differing in small ways.
The next part of the report includes tasks that people are assigned to do. The Spider Society is pretty much run by Miguel and Lyla, but some departments do require the aid of other members. For example, you can see Margo’s name listed with the task of running maintenance on the Go Home Machine. It’s little things like these that help the society run smoothly. You turn to the final part of the report, which is where members find out if they have any assigned missions for the week. These don’t mean missions with anomalies, of course. Missions dealing with anomalies are unexpected, so whoever is available usually gets those assigned on the spot.
The assigned missions are a part of the learning and surveillance plan Miguel has implemented, though. The society has increased in size over the last months, you being one of the newest recruits, though a few more have joined after you. Since it has grown in size, Miguel wants to make sure that all members are well acquainted with at least a few universes. These missions help with that in addition to helping with the surveillance part by tracking any anomaly matter, or as some members called it “anomaly dust,” with Miguel’s advanced technology, allowing members to know if any anomalies have randomly popped up in universes, even if it’s for a few seconds. Your eyes move down the list, trying to see if you have any assigned missions this week.
“Mierda,” Miguel mutters, taking your focus off the report. You look up at Miguel, his brows are furrowed once again as he looks down at his screen, his fingers sliding over it. It seems that he feels your gaze because he looks up. “Sorry,” he says, relaxing his face for a moment before he looks down again.
“Everything okay?” you ask as you put down the report, you’ll eventually find out if you have any assigned missions anyway. You grab your cup of coffee and take a sip, relishing the taste of it as you didn’t have the chance to have any earlier. This morning you were rudely awakened by your personal crime radio, notifying you there was a jewelry store robbery taking place. It sounded pretty serious, as it was one of the largest jewelry stores in your city, so you rushed out of your apartment only to come across the most stupid thieves you have ever encountered. The thought alone brings a slight ache to your right temple. Some of the petty criminals you came across sometimes were just plain stupid with their plans. Today’s thieves were the perfect example of that but at least it had been an easy situation to handle. Either way, you weren’t able to have coffee, or breakfast for that matter.
Miguel sighs, putting his tablet down. “I’m working on a new suit, but I can’t get the back right.”
You nod, wondering why he wanted to change it again as you have seen his previous suit in his lab before. His current suit, which is black, red, and white, is a new one. Or at least you had heard it was new as you had been intrigued by the fact that Miguel’s suit is holographic when you were first recruited. You remember being so in awe with everything about Nueva York. Your dimension was on the advance side when compared to other universes, but it was still nothing compared to Nueva York’s technology.
“Oh, that’s exciting,” you say as you put your cup down. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” You think about your own suit. It’s been ages since you designed a new one and you haven’t even thought of changing your current one because Peter helped you design it. You briefly look down at it, remembering how you had spent the evening sitting on the couch while music played. The two of you had notebooks and had talked about random things as you drew. In the end, you incorporated so many of his ideas, loving them more than your own. You blink and sigh softly, picking up the coffee cup again and staring at the wall, trying to ease your mind of any memories before a meeting.
Your actions don’t go unnoticed by Miguel. He watches as you look down at your suit, sighing softly. He wonders what changed your mood and his mind immediately goes to Peter. He suddenly wonders if your suit has something to do with him, and Miguel almost feels certain it does when he sees a faraway look on your face as you stare at the wall. Before he even realizes it, his mouth opens, and he begins to talk.
“It’s still a work in progress but you can come look at it, if you want,” he offers, making you turn to face him. There’s a bit of surprise in your eyes but you nod slowly.
“Yeah, I’d like that,” you say, pushing away your surprise and standing up but not before grabbing your coffee cup.
You walk over to him, planning on just standing nearby as he shows you, but it seems that he has other plans because before you fully reach him, he slides the nearest chair to him on your side away from the table with his leg, opening the seat to you as he looks down at his screen. You pause for just a second before you continue walking.
Miguel keeps his eyes on the tablet as you approach the chair, noticing your slight pause. He doesn’t know why he pushed the chair out for you to take a seat next to him, and he doesn’t allow himself to question his actions.
You take a seat, placing your cup on the table again. Miguel then angles the tablet so that the two of you can see the screen before he starts changing slides.
You watch as he swipes past slides, making you assume he’s sliding to the beginning of his project and as he does this, you immediately feel his body heat. You have felt it before of course, in passing but sitting so close to him now, so close that your arms could touch, you feel his warmth envelop you slowly. As it envelops you like a blanket, you have the sudden thought that you don’t mind it at all. Your unexpected thought makes you freeze for a second and thankfully Miguel is still swiping through slides, too busy to notice your embarrassment of having such a thought. You blink as an effort to focus and stare at his tablet again, your eyes landing on his hand, always covered by his suit, as he swipes.
Except that one time, you suddenly remember, as you feel his body heat radiating into you. Your eyes flick to the slides for a second, briefly making you wonder how many slides he has, as you remember the day he visited your apartment to check on you. Yes, you remember it now. You had been so in and out of it, but you had felt his bare, large, and warm hand on your forehead.
“No fever,” Miguel had said.
You pick up your cup of coffee and take a sip to help you focus as you’re still thinking about the fact that Miguel O’Hara had indeed pressed his bare hand to your forehead that day. Miguel, the same man that cannot handle physical touch. You place the cup back on the table, still feeling Miguel’s body warmth wrapping around you like a blanket and will yourself to focus on what Miguel is about to show you. Miguel finally stops swiping. He clears his throat and turns to you at last.
“I didn’t realize I have that many slides,” he says as he angles the tablet better for you. “This is the overall vision,” he continues as he looks back at the tablet. Your eyes fall on the image, though it’s more of a simulation. You nod. It seems that Miguel is trying to go back to the blue and red colors. You look at his current suit, noticing slight changes to the design.
“The back of it is – shit,” Miguel states, sounding annoyed as he swipes through some slides. “But everything else is good. Or at least to my liking so far.”
You watch the simulation as it shows close up details of the arms, then hands, and every other part, feeling in awe that he can design his suit like this. Your mind goes back to the evening you designed yours with Peter on some old notebooks you had lying around that you refused to use because the covers were too pretty, and you didn’t want to “ruin” them. Now they were packed away in a memory box. You push your thoughts away, wanting to give Miguel your full attention. It’s not like the man shows his work to others often, or at least you’re pretty certain he doesn’t.
“It looks great to me. What’s wrong with the back, though?” you ask curiously.
Miguel sighs and then swipes through some more slides, some of which just have detailed notes regarding the suit. “It’s… I just don’t like it,” he admits, as he finally reaches a slide showing the back of it. You lean a bit closer, inspecting it. It doesn’t look bad at all, it’s just more on the plain side when compared to his previous suit and even the current one.
“I think it looks good. Maybe you’re just thrown off by…” you start, and he turns to you.
“Yeah?” Miguel asks, giving you his full attention, with a slightly raised eyebrow.
You meet his eyes before you turn to the screen.
“Well, your current suit has these lines running through the shoulder parts and I’ve seen your older one. It also had some details on it. Maybe you’re just used to that?” you suggest, meeting his eyes again. Miguel nods before turning back to the tablet. His fingers move quickly on the screen, but you can’t see what he’s doing until he angles the tablet to let you see the new version. He added some symbols similar to those from the old suit. You nod with a smile. It does give it a different perspective.
“I like this better,” Miguel mutters as he stares at the screen. “I think you were right. I’m so used to having some kind of detail.” Miguel stares at the tablet for a few more seconds, nodding and feeling like it was finally making sense. “I’m going to work more on it now that I have this idea. Thank you,” he says turning to you, his tone laced with appreciation.
“I’m glad I was able to help even a little,” you reply, with a small smile.
Miguel hums at your response before he picks up his cup of coffee and takes a sip just as other members start showing up. You look up as the sudden sound of conversation fills your ears and see fellow spider members begin to sit. You’re about to get up and return to your usual seat when you see someone else take it. You frown a little, but your attention is brought back to Miguel when you hear his voice.
“Looks like someone stole your seat,” he mutters quietly, as if his comment was just meant for your ears.
You nod. “I guess I’m sitting here today,” you say, picking up your coffee cup.
You watch Miguel finish his, and you notice his neck muscles move as he does so. You watch, kind of surprised at how he finished it in basically two gulps. You look down at your own, still half filled.
“Your new seat, I guess,” Miguel says, placing his empty coffee cup on the table, giving you a look you can’t quite decipher and don’t have enough time to as he gives you a small nod before standing up, his sign that he’s about to start the meeting.
You sigh softly and pick up the report, ready for the meeting. The sound of conversation is still going strong but eventually ceases as Miguel initiates the meeting. He begins to cover the report, asking everyone to turn their attention to the first portion on anomalies. Everyone’s attention is on him as he covers the report, listening intently to the information discussed. You look up at him as he talks but because he’s literally in front of you, just a few feet away, you must crane your neck. You nod as he talks, looking down at the report to read the specific data he references when necessary.
Miguel covers the rest of the report, finally reaching the assigned missions. Your eyes scan that portion as he reads names and the universe assigned. You’re still scanning when you hear your name at last.
“Y/N, Jess, Ben, and myself. Earth-42. In one hour,” Miguel says, surprising you.
You look at the report, searching for your name and finally find it. Surely enough, your name is listed with them. You try to hide your surprise at this. You have never been on assigned missions with Miguel. You have been on plenty with Jess as she was the one that recruited you and she was your mentor in a way. You have been on fewer missions with Ben Reilly but even then, you have worked with him. Just not Miguel. You hear Miguel continue to read names and naming the universes assigned to your colleagues as you stare at your name listed in the same line as Miguel’s. You look up at your colleagues, trying to not give this importance but it is kind of a big deal as you know Miguel only goes on missions with those that have been a part of the society the longest. As far as you know, he doesn’t take new recruits into his missions. You look back down at the report, thinking Jess must be putting in a good word. Or, you think suddenly, he’s going to evaluate your work today.
“That concludes the meeting for today. If you have any questions, please ask,” Miguel says, making you look around the room as your colleagues nod, heading out with their reports in hand.
You turn to Miguel, who is suddenly approached by a colleague, asking him something about an anomaly. You get up, grabbing your report and both coffee cups. Yours to finish and his to dispose of. You head to the trash can, seeing Jess as she’s about to leave the room. You throw away Miguel’s empty cup discreetly.
“Y/N, you’re joining us today,” she says, as you follow her out of the conference room.
You fall into step with her as you both head to the cafeteria.
“It seems so,” you reply simply, still somewhat shocked by this fact.
“Well, it’s about time. I’ve been telling Miguel you’re a reliant team member,” Jess says with a small smile, making you smile, too. So, maybe it wasn’t an evaluation but really Jess’s good word, you think.
“Thank you. I’m glad I’m meeting your standards,” you say as you enter the cafeteria, which is buzzing with energy already despite how early it still is.
“You’re more than meeting my standards. Believe me, some of the pupils I’ve had and still have… I’m not even going to get into it,” Jess says waving her hand as if she’s physically waving away the thoughts of her other pupils. You try not to smile as you remember Gwen, who is one of her mentees, once sharing that she pushed Jess’s buttons too much in the past.
“Glad to hear that. I don’t want to disappoint the person that recruited me,” you say, looking around, trying to find your friends but you can’t see any of them.
“I doubt you will,” Jess replies, giving you a look that you fail to see as you’re looking around but it’s one of respect and appreciation. “Well, I’m going to head to my universe. I want to check up on my kid,” she says, making you turn to face her.
“Alright, I’ll see you again in a bit then,” you answer. “Say hi to Gerry and your husband for me.”
“Will do,” Jess says with a nod, giving you a smile and a wave before she heads out.
You turn your attention back to the cafeteria, there’s no sign of your friends. You check your gizmo, realizing there’s some messages from them. Apparently they are busy in their own universe. You finish drinking your coffee and throw away your garbage. You decide to head back to your universe to make sure everything is alright since you have a mission in less than an hour now and those usually take some time as members scan multiple parts of the city to ensure there’s no anomaly matter present, meaning it will be a while before you return to your universe.
You head back to your universe, not expecting any trouble but you end up stopping another robbery attempt that was easy to control, if you don’t count fighting the thief, of course. Once dealt with, you swing through your city, scanning the streets below. You look at your gizmo, noticing that you have about twelve minutes left. You land on a rooftop and open a multidimensional portal, heading back to HQ.
You quickly head to the meeting area, finding Miguel and Ben already there, talking. Or rather, Ben is talking to Miguel, who just stands there listening. He is the only one that notices you as Ben’s back is to you and he’s eagerly talking. You approach them slowly, keeping some distance to give them privacy and giving Miguel a nod of acknowledgement. You look down at your gizmo again before you take off your mask to fix your hair as you feel it’s a bit messed up from the robbery attempt after fighting the thief. Ben continues to talk to Miguel, only stopping when he notices the boss’s eyes are on something else. Or rather, someone else.
“Y/N – you fought someone just now or something?” Ben suddenly asks, startling you.
You turn and nod. “Second robbery attempt of the day.”
“Sick. When was the first one?” Ben asks, turning around to face you, too. Both men watch as you finish fixing your hair.
“Earlier this morning. Before the meeting,” you reply, holding your mask in your hand, standing there now.
Ben nods, looking impressed. “Two robberies in one day and it’s not even midday. Busy day for you.”
You chuckle and nod. “You could say that. Hopefully there are no more for today,” you say with a sigh and Ben nods, while Miguel just stands there, watching you.
“Hey everyone, sorry for just showing up. Gerry has been in a mood today,” Jess says suddenly, appearing out of nowhere. “Are we ready?”
“We are,” Miguel responds after he clears his throat.
You put your mask back on as you see Miguel click on his gizmo to open a portal to get to Earth-42. The light from the portal immediately shines on all of you. You turn to Jess who seems ready to go.
“Alright, we are scanning the city to make sure there’s no anomaly matter,” Miguel informs you, suddenly showing the three of you the small device that operates like a spider to scan an area. Ben, Jess, and you step closer as Miguel extends his arm out. He hands each of you one, leaving one for himself before he steps into the portal. Ben follows as he puts on his mask. Jess and you enter together and are quickly transported to Earth-42. The two of you step out onto a rooftop, finding Miguel and Ben already looking out into the city.
Jess and you walk closer, looking around. Earth-42 has changed a lot from what you learned from Miles. As your eyes scan the city, you recall bits and pieces of the story. Miles managed to leave Nueva York and thought he was going back home to his own universe to save his dad, only to find himself on this Earth because of the shenanigan with Johnathan Ohnn and the misplaced radioactive spider, leading the Go Home Machine to send Miles to the incorrect universe because of his dimensional signature. He ended up meeting the version of himself that was supposed to be bit, who instead of becoming Spider-Man like he was “supposed” to, became a vigilante as an attempt to stop the Sinister Six, who kept the city under their control and corruption.
But as you look around now, you can see the change in the city compared to how Miles had described it. The city is no longer under the control of the Sinister Six as Miles helped his variant and uncle get rid of them. The city looks peaceful now and as you step closer to the edge of the rooftop to look down at the streets, you see the people walking peacefully. Long gone are the days under a curfew. You wonder briefly what this Earth’s Miles is doing now as the last thing you had heard was that he was still a vigilante, protecting the citizens from petty crimes with the help of his uncle. Even though you have never met him, and probably never will, you hope that this Earth’s Miles and his family are doing alright after what they went through.
You turn back to the group as they are still scanning the city, probably also admiring the fact that the city is different compared to what they saw since they have been to this Earth before, unlike you. Everyone turns around to face each other. You notice Jess looks over at you, looking like she’s about to speak.
“Jess, Ben. You two will take the North side of the city to scan. Y/N and I will take the other side,” Miguel says before his mask covers his face. “We’ll meet back here. If anything happens, call for backup.”
The three of you nod at Miguel’s instructions, preparing yourselves. Ben, Miguel, and you fail to see the look on Jess’s face at the assigned teams. She usually works with you when the group needs to split up and she also knows Miguel usually heads on his own on missions like these, but she says nothing, chalking it up to Miguel wanting to see you in action during a mission since she has talked highly of you after all. She says nothing about it as she and Ben swing off the rooftop saying goodbye.
You turn to face Miguel, who stands a few feet away from you. You look down at the device he gave you earlier to scan the city before looking up again.
“Ready?” you ask, as you put the device into a secret pocket in your suit.
Miguel nods and walks to the edge of the rooftop. You follow him and sensing you’re near him now, he jumps off, swinging into the air. You follow quickly, looking down at the city as the two of you swing to the starting scanning location. Neither of you say anything, allowing you to hear the sounds of traffic and music playing from different establishments from below perfectly. It doesn’t take long to reach the location as the two of you swing fast through the city and soon enough you are on another rooftop but this time on the Southside.
You turn to Miguel who turns to you at the same time. “You take East. I’ll take the West. We meet back here, okay?” he says, looking down at you, unable to see his face.
You nod. “Got it. I’ll see you in a bit,” you say before you swing off, leaving Miguel alone on the rooftop, watching as you swing effortlessly from building to building before you disappear from his sight.
You swing from building to building until you reach the end of the city on your assigned side. You get to work quickly, pulling out the device to scan the first section of many. You do this countless times, as you move closer and closer to the meeting location for Miguel and you. You keep a close eye on the device, making sure there’s no anomaly matter present, but you also look around the city as this is your first time visiting. It’s about an hour later that you reach what appears to be the last section to scan as you spot the building Miguel and you separated from. As the device scans the area, you notice Miguel on another building, standing there as his own device scans, also about to be done with his side. You turn back to the device, keeping a close eye and reading the data.
Miguel turns around, finding you on another building’s rooftop. He sees you looking at the device closely, presumably reading the data. He remembers Jess’s comments about your meticulous work on these missions, always ensuring something isn’t overlooked while trying to learn as much as possible.
“She’s the perfect pupil, Miguel,” Jess had said only one month after recruiting you.
Miguel remembers nodding at her, finding it odd that a new member was already receiving compliments from his second in command, who didn’t pass out compliments too often to her mentees. “She sounds promising,” Miguel had simply said as he worked on his screens.
Miguel turns away now, checking his own device. No anomaly matter detected. He picks up the device, putting it away before he flies to the building the two of you are supposed to meet at. He lands just as you grab your own device, putting it away into your secret pocket before swinging to the other rooftop. You walk over to him.
“All done,” you report, standing in front of him.
Miguel’s mask disappears and he looks down at you with his face visible now. “Anything?”
You shake your head. “It was all clear.”
Miguel nods. “Same on my end. Jess and Ben haven’t said anything, so it’s safe to assume nothing popped up on their end either.”
You nod, still standing there. “That’s good,” you softly reply before your eyes scan the city again.
Miguel watches you, remembering this is your first time visiting this universe. “First time on Earth-42,” he says, making you face him. You nod. “You know what I always say. It’s important to learn about the universes.”
You nod, knowing that it’s part of his surveillance and learning plan. Miguel looks down at his gizmo, checking for any messages. You do the same but there’s nothing from Jess or Ben. Miguel looks at you. “It seems we have some time. Let’s swing around so you can see more of the city. If you want, of course.”
“Yeah, I’m up for it,” you say, sounding excited, which Miguel notices. He motions for you to follow him as his mask covers his face again.
The two of you jump off the rooftop, swinging between skyscrapers above the busy city. Your eyes explore everything as you follow Miguel, who’s slightly ahead of you. You notice he looks back a few times, as if making sure he’s not going too fast for you. Birds fly past the two of you as you scare them with your movement. You see your reflections on the skyscrapers’ windows as you swing by, so fast that the people inside of them don’t even notice your figures. The sun shines from above as the two of you make a right turn. Miguel slows down a bit, swinging almost side by side with you now as you look down at the city.
The two of you continue to swing past buildings until you spot a figure some hundred feet away from above, a man following a woman. You turn to Miguel, who also turns to you.
“He’s going to try and steal her purse,” Miguel says, thinking the same thing as you.
“Mind if I take care of it?” you ask, looking at the man.
“Go ahead,” Miguel says, and you don’t need to be told twice.
You swing past Miguel, heading straight for the man just as he makes a lunge for the woman’s purse. He begins to run with it, and the woman tries to go after him, yelling for help. Miguel, still in mid-air, watches as you shoot your webs and easily trap the man from the ankles, making him collapse on the floor. You land on the ground with a soft thud next to the thief, taking away the purse from him. You return the purse to the woman, and she thanks you before you secure the man to a wall with your webs. You tell her to call the police on the thief before you launch off the ground. You meet Miguel again in mid-air. He doesn’t say anything as the two of you continue to swing but he’s thinking about what just happened.
You swing some more, with no clear direction as this is meant for you to explore the city and become acquainted with it but soon after you see Miguel is heading for the tallest building. You reach it in a minute and the two of you climb it, reaching its rooftop in no time. You stare out at the city, admiring the view. You take off your mask, wanting to feel the fresh air on your bare skin. As you take a seat on the edge of the rooftop, you notice Miguel walks closer to the edge, too. He, however, doesn’t take a seat but his mask disappears, too, as he looks out at the city just a few feet from you. Unlike earlier when you were able to hear the traffic and other sounds perfectly, you can hardly hear anything from your current location as the building is incredibly tall. The only sounds you hear are some birds here and there, apparently the height being too much even for birds.
You swing your legs gently as your eyes continue to scan the city. The rooftops of other tall buildings peek out here and there. The sun shines on the skyscrapers’ windows, casting reflections of other buildings. In other parts, the sun hits the buildings just right, creating shiny spots that give the city a glimmering effect. You wonder what this universe looks like at night as each universe varies in color. You imagine it probably looks pretty. Even more now that the city is clean from organized crime. Below, you can see traffic moving thousands of feet below. Tiny figures move on the sidewalks as they head in different directions. You look at your gizmo, it’s almost midday now so people are probably heading out for lunch, hence the traffic and high numbers of people on the sidewalks.
“Third robbery,” Miguel says next to you, breaking the silence.
Your thoughts are interrupted by his statement. You turn, processing what he said and then you finally nod. “Oh, yeah. I guess I jinxed it when I said I hoped that was it for today,” you say with a low chuckle.
Miguel continues to stare out at the city. “It happens,” he says, not looking at you.
You look at his face, so serious. It looks like he’s thinking about something, but he doesn’t reveal anything. You turn away, looking at the buildings again. You stay like that for a few minutes in silence until a voice breaks it.
“Miguel? Jess and Ben are done. They’re waiting for Y/N and you at the designated location. Are you guys, okay? Where are you?” Lyla asks, suddenly popping up from Miguel’s gizmo and looking around.
“Tell them we’ll meet them in a few minutes. We’re fine, don’t worry,” Miguel says swiping Lyla away, not answering her question about your current location. Miguel stares at his gizmo, remembering that the two of you are supposed to meet up with the rest of the group. He almost forgot he had asked the others to meet up in the same location. You turn to him as you get up, sliding your mask back on.
Miguel’s own mask covers his face again, feeling appalled that he had forgotten about meeting the others, but he pushes his thoughts away and looks at the city one more time. He has the brief thought that this building has a nice view. He clears his throat, finally turning to you.
“Alright, let’s head back,” Miguel says and motions for you to follow him.
You don’t say anything as you take one more look, thinking about the beautiful view before the two of you lunge off the building and head back to meet Jess and Ben. In a few minutes you are back on the same rooftop you stepped out on initially. Ben is perched on the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the streets muttering something about a perfect pose. Jess on the other hand, stands in the middle of the rooftop, arms crossed but with an unreadable look on her face as Miguel and you land on the rooftop.
“Something happened?” she asks, eyeing the two of you.
Miguel shakes his head, “No anomaly matter detected.”
Jess nods even though she already knows there is no anomaly matter detected. She was asking about anything else happening but neither you nor Miguel bring up the purse robbery you stopped or that the two of you explored the city.
“We can go back to HQ then, right?” Ben asks, walking over to the three of you.
Miguel nods and opens a portal. “Right. I’ll take the devices now. I’ll upload the data,” he says and the three of you hand him back the small spider-like devices. The four of you travel back to HQ, stepping back out where you met earlier.
Almost immediately, Ben tells the three of you goodbye, saying he must go back to his own universe to check up on it. You take off your mask just as Jess turns to Miguel and you, with a raised eyebrow.
“Well? How did my pupil do?” she asks, crossing her arms over her chest once again.
Miguel’s mask disappears as he looks at Jess before he turns to you for a few seconds, turning back to Jess. “Y/N is a good team member.”
Jess nods with a smile. “You can thank me for recruiting her.”
Miguel now stares at Jess with an unreadable look on his face as you stand there, feeling somewhat awkward as they’re talking about you… in front of you. You decide to speak.
“Well, it was great going on this mission. I hadn’t been to that universe before, so it was great to explore it while I worked on my assigned portion,” you say, trying to dispel whatever the leader of the Spider Society and his second in command are saying to each other through eye contact.
Jess gives you a knowing smile. “I’m glad you enjoyed it and did well on it. Maybe you’ll join us on more missions,” she says, saying the last statement to Miguel, who continues to stare silently. “Well. I’m going to go check up on my other pupils and see what they’re up to,” Jess says and with that she says her goodbye, leaving Miguel and you alone.
The two of you watch as she disappears from your sight. You turn to him, finding him staring right ahead.
“Thank you for the opportunity,” you say as you know that not everyone goes on missions with him. Plus, he allowed you to go explore the city - and he went with you.
Miguel nods. “No problem.” He looks down at the spider-like devices, holding all four of them in his large palm. “I must get going on. To upload this data,” he says.
You nod. “Yeah, of course. I’m going to-” you pause, checking the time on your gizmo. You suddenly remember that today you must organize the lab, around this time to be exact. “Oh. I’m heading to your lab. It’s organization day. Unless you prefer for me to go later?” you ask as the two of you start walking now.
He shakes his head. “No. It’s fine, you can come now.”
You nod and the two of you walk towards his lab. You walk silently together until you hear your stomach grumble, reminding you that you didn’t eat breakfast this morning and it’s now past midday. You keep silent, hoping Miguel didn’t hear that.
“You should go eat,” he says as he walks next to you, breaking the silence as other spider members walk past the two of you.
You look up at him. “I’ll eat afterw-” you start.
“You can organize the lab afterwards,” Miguel interrupts, sounding like you have no option.
You continue to look up at him, wanting to argue that you can eat afterwards but he gives you a look that immediately makes you reconsider.
“I’m guessing the first robbery kept you from having breakfast. It’s past midday and all you had was coffee. Go eat. The lab and the clutter will still be there when you’re done,” he says, looking down at you.
You nod slowly, somewhat in surprise at his attention. Before you can think more about it though, your stomach grumbles again, prompting Miguel’s eyes to drop to your abdomen. You feel heat rise to your cheeks.
Thanks stomach. Way to embarrass me, you think to yourself.
“Okay. I’ll be there in about thirty minutes,” you say before you walk away, heading to the cafeteria.
Miguel doesn’t say anything as he watches you walk off in the cafeteria’s direction. He feels his mouth move in an upward motion, but he catches himself, shaking his head slightly as if to clear his head before he heads to his lab to do what he said he was going to do.
Thirty minutes later, you call Lyla’s name and ask her to ask Miguel if you can enter the lab. Instead of bringing coffee like you usually do, you brought Miguel some empanadas and a drink. You enter the lab once Lyla clears you and head to him, finding him typing something before he turns around, his eyes falling on you.
“Hey. I’m back. I was heading out when I saw the cafeteria staff pull out a fresh batch of these. I think Miles – or was it Pav – I can’t remember who said it, but they said you like these,” you say as you approach his platform.
You hand him the food, bottle and eating utensils even when you notice his furrowed brows. He takes the items from you, and you meet his eyes.
“Unless you don’t like them… Maybe I misheard,” you say, starting to question if you had heard Miles, or Pav, or whoever had said he liked empanadas right.
“Aw, Y/N. You’re so sweet. Miguel definitely likes them,” Lyla reveals popping up in front of you, assuring you.
You nod with a smile at her and then face Miguel. “I thought you could use some lunch, too,” you say before you turn away and head to the first surface to begin organizing it.
Miguel stares down at the items in his hands before he finally replies, “Thanks. I appreciate it.”
You hum in response as you begin separating the pieces. Miguel turns around, placing the bottle on his desk. He looks at one of his screens, his work taking his attention for a moment before he finally opens the box. The delicious, and comforting, scent of freshly made empanadas fills his nostrils immediately. His stomach growls, incited by the scent of food. He picks up one empanada with his fork, seeing that you brought him four in total, and takes a bite as his eyes fall on his screen again.
The two of you, or three if you count Lyla, spend the next hour in the lab alone. You organize the lab quietly, not speeding through it like you did three weeks ago on Peter’s birthday. Miguel eats the empanadas and works on his monitors. Lyla hops from you to Miguel. She asks questions about your life recently when she’s with you and helps Miguel when he calls for her.
Neither you nor Miguel notice the little, sneaky glances that the bubbly AI assistant gives you as you both work on your own thing. She silently thinks about the two of you on that building on Earth-42 and everything that has happened so far between the two of you. She grins and hopes as she pops up in front of you.
“Favorite season?” she asks.
“Autumn,” you reply instantly.
“Hey, Miguel loves autumn, too.”
You smile. “It’s the best season.”
“You hear that, Miguel? You’ve said that before, too,” Lyla calls out.
Miguel rolls his eyes at Lyla though she cannot see his face. “It is the best season,” Miguel replies, agreeing with you.
“Boo! I like summer better.”
“You can’t even feel the seasons, Lyla,” Miguel says, turning around to look at you and Lyla.
“If I was a human, I would love summer.”
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Translation for italicized words:
Mierda - Shit
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I'm sorry for how long this is. I'm going to try and cut back on the last parts, unless you guys are okay with them being this long? Please let me know if you guys mind. I could try and do shorter parts but the story would be a few parts longer than what I was planning.
I hope to have the next part out sooner. I took longer with this one because I had some things going on but I hope you guys enjoyed it. I loved Miguel telling the reader to go eat, like AHH! He's so 🤭I love him! Anyway, thank you for the support so far. Your comments and asks make my day 🥹 If you guys have short writing requests for Miguel that you'd like for me to do, send them my way.
I love Miguel O'Hara.
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