ok so i'm being extremely good and not starting to post the Secret Migueli Fic yet (despite how VERY EASY AND TEMPTING it would be bc 5 of 9 chapters are just.. ready to go but i'm trying to learn from iwbs and have the whole thing completed this time) but that doesn't mean i can't post some little snippets from it here.
under the cut for some suggestive implications
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Trudging through his friend’s apartment to hunt down his lost clothing, he was distracted when he heard the faint noises coming from the kitchen. Hawk was sat at the counter, long hair left unstyled and messy for once, but looking far more awake than Miguel felt. He glanced over to him the second Miguel poked his head around the corner, giving him a greeting nod before swallowing the mouthful of toast in his mouth.
“’Sup dude.”
Amazing how fast things could go back to normal, even after having your back so thoroughly blown out the previous night.
Sighing and staggering over to lean heavily against the counter – because he wasn’t stupid enough to try sitting down just yet – he ignored the greeting and stared hard at his friend’s plate. “Didn’t make any breakfast for me?” he asked, going for a light and jokey tone but immediately wincing at how rough his voice sounded. And felt. Jesus, that was like speaking through a throatful of razor blades.
“Figured you’d be knocked out for a while,” Hawk said with a shrug.
The silence that briefly descended upon them at the unspoken implication was crushing. It was a reasonable assumption – he could really go for passing out for another ten hours right now – but if either of them acknowledged why exactly he was so exhausted and then they might actually have to sit down and talk about their shit. Which was something that absolutely did not happen. Ever.
Miguel still found himself holding his breath anyway, half hoping and half dreading that maybe this time would be different. Maybe they actually would finally discuss this weird thing between them, figure out what the hell it all meant.
Hawk coughed, taking another bite out of his toast and mumbling, “I mean, you were pretty drunk last night-”
Good save.
“-how’s the hangover?”
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Ignoring Aisha’s attempts to call him back, Miguel marched out of the bar and paused for a second to take a steadying breath, misting the air just slightly as he exhaled. Then, shaking his head, he continued walking away.
He was nearly at his car when he heard the door slam open behind him and heavy footsteps slap down on the concrete.
“Stop running away just because you know I’m right!”
Growling under his breath, Miguel refused to turn around, digging through his pockets for his keys, though he did shout back, “Fuck off, Hawk.”
Suddenly his best friend was at his side, leaning in close enough that Miguel couldn’t avoid his heated stare and deliberately blocking access to his car. “What, are you really gonna act like we don’t both already know how this ends?”
With you, in my bed, begging me to make you feel better.
Eli didn’t need to say it out loud, the thought was clear as day in his expression.
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Scowling at his phone as he scrolled further and further through the profile, his brows only kept furrowing deeper at every picture of Miguel and his partner grinning at the camera; arms wrapped around shoulders, waists; lips being pressed to cheeks; one picture of Miguel in bed having clearly only just woken up, with the sun painting him in gold, looking dishevelled but cute and beautiful and happy and-
It was only when Aisha’s head snapped up to face him that he realised he’d been practically growling and forced himself to stop.
“Dude.” She sighed heavily, dropping her pen on the table and turning to glare at him instead of the table plans that had been frustrating her up until now. “What’s your problem?”
He wanted to try and play his reaction off, but one look at her face and he knew she wouldn’t accept any bullshit from him. And he wanted the excuse to vent anyway. “It’s fucked up, right?” he asked, scrolling to a slightly less devastating picture of Miguel giving his partner a bear hug strong enough to lift him off the ground and flipping his phone around to show Aisha.
She stared at the screen for a good ten seconds with a blank look, before turning back to him. “What?”
“Miguel’s boyfriend-” he kept swiping down, feeling a little stab of irritation at each new picture coming into view “-don’t you think it’s weird how almost every photo he’s posted since getting with Miguel has him in it? It’s kinda obsessive.”
Aisha narrowed her eyes at him, before groaning and dropping her head into her hand. “You of all people have no right to be saying that about anyone else.”
He narrowed his eyes back at her. “I’m not obsessive.”
“You’re going through the Insta of a guy you’ve never even met just because he’s dating your friend and you’re looking for reasons to be mad about it.”
so i'm shit at advertising myself but the migueli tag here is tragically quiet, so in the vain hope that there's more than like.. three of us out there i'm just gonna post links to all the migueli fics i've been working on because i'm hoping it'll inspire more people to read my shit, think "i can do better" and go write more migueli. please. i'm fucking starving here.
I will be standing right where you left me
Rating: M, 100K+ words (still being updated)
Multi-chapter, canon-divergent AU, mostly drama with some moments of fluff, comedy and a heavy dose of angst, smut in later chapters
A friend leaves, a war ends and life goes on.
But even after five years, defeating Cobra Kai, becoming a version of himself he can just about live with, graduating college and standing ready to face the unknown terrors of adulthood, Eli still hasn’t quite gotten over Miguel’s disappearance. When he and his friends take a trip to Mexico to celebrate their graduation, he’s hoping for some closure.
What he finds is Miguel.
Just Can't Escape You
Rating: T, 8.5K words
Oneshot, canon-divergent AU, hurt/comfort, mostly angst but gets fluffy by the end
Feeling isolated, frustrated and still suffering the effects of a spinal injury he was only just starting to accept was going to be with him for life, the last thing Miguel was prepared for was a former friend showing up at his home unannounced, but maybe one last chance to really talk about eveything that had happened was exactly what was needed to get both of their lives moving in the right direction again.
Time for Something New
Rating: T, 7K words
Oneshot, coffee shop AU, romantic comedy, some very mild angst but mostly light and silly
Eli has been watching the cute guy who frequents the same cafe as him from afar for weeks, wishing he had the confidence to actually try speaking to him, but change is always difficult, no matter how much you want it.
put my heart in a spin
Rating: T, 4K words
Oneshot, ambiguously AU (idk. canon doesn't exist in this setting), comedy with some fluff
Spin the bottle is not a game Eli would ever want to be dragged into, especially not when one of the other players is the friend he's been secretly crushing on for years, but maybe this time fate will be kind to him.
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