The Research - 2
āŗ Miguel O'Hara x Reader || Mature, 18+
āŗ Summary - In which Miguel struggles to keep his hands and eyes off his lab assistant.
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āŗ warnings - this chapter might be long, Stalking/perversion (Miguel's been watching you for a while now), male masturbation (jerking off), some angst?, jealousy?, making out, choking, hickeys, biting (miguel bites you with his fangs), stripping, dom miguel, name calling, degradation, oral (male), gagging, deepthroating, crying, OC is a masochist, sadism (miguels a sadist),Ā slapping (with a dick), dirty talk, clit slapping, fingering, edging, unprotected sex, cervix fucking? idk he's big that's all, ass slapping, creampie, some fluff
āŗ words - 5.3k
āŗ notes: sorry for this part being so late, video games got me in a chokehold. I tried to keep the smut as general and inclusive as i could with descriptions and stuff, so i hope you guys enjoy it, im also working on other miguel stories to release in the future (pregnant reader au, barista reader au, etc) but for now lets enjoy this series first. feedback, and what you guys think is welcomed, please enjoy :)
āŗ translations below:
mi reinaĀ - my queen
continua hermosaĀ - continue beautiful
Usa tus palabras, hermosaĀ - use your words, beautiful
preciosaĀ - precious
cariƱoĀ - dear
eres mia, solo miaĀ - you're mine, only mine
--- š· ---
"You know... I think it's kind of weird you've been stalking her for an hour now" Lyla spoke as she watched the monitor with Miguel, observing as you ate breakfast. Without a word, he changed the angle with a click to this keyboard to face you.
"I mean, technically, you stalk everyone"
Lyla looked at him but he didn't budge, he held the same stern look as he looked at you.
"Do you like her? Find her attractive? Wanna have sex with her?" Lyla smiled as she watched him huff in annoyance, knowing he was to blame for her attitude.
"Was watching her last night not enough?"
"What?" Miguel hissed at the hologram on his shoulder, she held a sly grin as she tapped her foot- knowing she had his attention now. Lyla was usually everywhere all at once, responding to whoever needed her.
Which usually meant she was listening, something that Miguel might've forgotten from the look of his reaction.
"You're spying on me?" He raised his voice as he looked down at her.
"You're spying on her, what's the difference?"
There was a pause as he looked back onto the screen where you were getting ready for work, ignoring Lyla.
As he watched you he started to feel a tight feeling in the pit of his stomach. Was it guilt? Was watching you really that wrong of him?
Today wasn't the first time he had taken to watching you go about your day. He hated to admit he had been watching you for the last week, and it all began when you wore a dress shirt that revealed some of your cleavage. It set off something inside of him like he had never seen a woman's body before,Ā yourĀ body, and he couldn't get the image out of his mind.
Ever since, he's spent most of his nights watching you go about your day. From the way you would caress your hands across your body as you showered, to the way your breasts looked as you slept.
Last night, however, his desire became uncontrollable as he watched you pleasure yourself.
He had hissed when he saw you spread your legs out, practically giving him a front row view of your most delicate jewel. He wondered what it would be like if he just tasted you on his tongue, to lap at your folds and suck on your most delicate spots- to hear you moan and cum to his name.
He couldn't resist himself as he watched your finger yourself, the erection in his pants had become more obvious so he took it upon himself to jerk off while watching you.
The head of his cock was weeping with arousal as he rubbed a thumb over the slit of his cock, stroking at the head he imagined what your mouth would feel like- what your tongue would feel like if you licked his hardened length.
Gripping his cock with his hand he started pumping slowly, watching as your pussy gripped around your fingers. The way your body quivered and shook with pleasure, he liked the way you look- needy and desperate.
He stroked his cock faster as he began to imagine your pussy around him, the more he watched your body the more arousal leaked out of the tip- and the more the wanted to be inside of yo.
Mind black, and dazed from pleasure, he kept moaning your name repeatedly while his strokes became faster. Fangs peeking out from his mouth with every breath, he kept a gradual pace as he felt the coil in his abdomen come undone.
"Fuck- Ah-" he moaned lowly as his cum splurged onto his abdomen and onto his hand.
Stroking himself slowly and softly he whimpered sweet nothings about filling you up while he admired your body.
He had deemed you were his, even if you didn't know it.
So he spent most of night watching you pleasure yourself over, and over again. And with every watch he enjoyed it more, from your soft moans to the way your face contorted in pleasure.
He knew it was strange to be watching you but he couldn't help it, after the first time he saw you his body became unpredictable and needy for your warmth.
He knew there was a possible risk in taking modified spider venom more than once a day, but if he didn't then- well, he didn't know what would happen.
He just knew his desire for you was almost unbearable.
"You're terrible at expressing your feelings Miguel, just tell her you find her attractive" Lyla shrugged.
"It's not that easy, if I start something then who knows what would happen..." he muttered the last part, knowing that being close to you, and your scent, would be addicting if he pursued you.
"She has her own life on her earth, and I have mine, I can't disrupt the balance of the multiverse"
Lyla only rolled her eyes, "What's the worse that could happen? Just have fun dude" Lyla cocked her head before glitching off to whoever needed her.
"Fun..." he whispered as he watched you walk out the door to start your work day.
--- š· ---
"SEAN!" You say excitedly as he makes his way towards you within the lunch room.
"Hey!" He says with a quick hug.
"Wow you're back so soon, how was the vacation?" You smile as you take in his mild tan, he wasn't much of an outdoor person so you can imagine he had fun.
Sean has been a friend and co-worker for as long as you could remember, and as of two weeks ago he was on vacation with his girlfriend. Someone you set him up with back in high school, so when he asked you to help him plan his proposal you couldn't help but say yes.
"Millie got sick," he sighed as ushered you to sit down at an open table with him.
"What happened?"
"She just ate way too much seafood" you share a laugh, but the moment was interrupted when gizmo-watch in your hand started to beep, it amazed you it could even do that as it would usually just light up if someone needed you.
"Are you gonna get that?" He asked, shaking your head with a laugh you fumble with it until it stopped beeping.
"I'm guessing the proposal didn't happen then?" You quirk an eyebrow up at him, trying to dismiss the embarrassment from a couple seconds ago. If anyone knew you- it was him, and you weren't ready to tell him you were part of a secret society.
"Unfortunately no, and the hotel was greedy enough that they wouldn't reimburse us for the days we didn't stay" he rolled his eyes with a smile, he seemed very happy in his relationship with Millie- sometimes it was something you envied.
The warm feeling of knowing there's someone waiting for you, or the way you could remember the things they love. You enjoyed being single, you didn't having to worry about someone else or their needs but sometimes, and only sometimes, you envied their happiness and the love they shared.
"Enough about me- how are you? Have you met someone?"
Your eyes widen as the attention was brought back to you, heat flooded through your body in embarrassment. Do you tell him about Miguel? Do you dismiss it? Would he know if you lied?
"Me? Well-" you drag out the last word as you try to come up with something to say but before you could the gizmo started to beep again, looking down at your wrist with furrowed brows you fidget with it once more.
"Uh- are you gonna get that? Sounds important" he states with a drink of his coffee, paying attention to way your body discreetly trembled- he knew you were nervous.
You giggle awkwardly, "It's not... d-don't worry" you look back up at him, his eyebrows quirked up in a questioning manner.
He was trying to decipher you, trying to pick you apart.
"What? Are you seeing someone?" His smile got bigger, you shook your hands trying deny it. Sure, you and Miguel shared a veryĀ very closeĀ moment but there was nothing more to that and he made sure you knew it.
You almost thanked the heavens as the gizmo started to beep again, it just saved from you from having to come up with a lie.
However, it was annoying.
With a grunt you get up from your chair as you point to the gizmo on your wrist before quickly apologizing and making your way to the nearest bathroom.
Locking the door behind you, Lyla pops up in front of you with an annoyed look.
"Took you long enough"
"Lyla, seriously, I'm working and you know that"
Although she was artificial you still expected Lyla to understand, well, at least understand more than Miguel.
"Listen, I wouldn't ask if I needed to but- I need your help with Miguel."
Her tone changed, gone was her usual sass and present stood a Lyla that seemed worried and serious- she almost seemed human.
"Wha- Is he okay? What happened?"
Lyla sighed, "We don't know here he is, he turned off his location and hasn't taken his injections today... "
She seemed so genuine as she avoided your gaze, what was in her programming that made her like that? Was it really Miguel who made her? Someone as expressionless as him?
Throwing those thoughts aside, you try to focus on the present question.
"Lyla, I'm working a-and I don't know if I want to help you guys look for him" you spoke but deep inside you worried and you wanted to know more, you wanted to make sure he was okay.
"Thing is..." she dragged out, pacing around with her head down.
"Lyla, what?"
"It would only be you searching for him" Lyla turns to you slowly, you almost flinch at her words.
Only you? Did she know what you guys did yesterday?
"That's dangerous for me- what if he kills me?"
You knew he wouldn't do that, he didn't have a no-kill rule like the others but the only thing that scared you was being near him.
"I saw what you guys did yesterday and-"
"Lyla that was-"
"- I don't care" she looked at you head on, no longer avoiding your gaze.
"You don't?"
"Miguel can do whatever he wants with whoever he wants, all I care about is making sure he's fine" her voice softened as she spoke, it almost broke your heart at how genuine she sounded.
"Okay, I'll do it" you gave in, you knew you would regret it later but now was not the time to think about that.
"Go home, change, and come here- quickly... please" and with that she disappeared, almost like it never happened.
Your body rushed with adrenaline as things clicked in your head. You had to get home quickly before Miguel did something irrational.
You rush out and quickly apologize to Sean as you start to sprint to the exit of the building. You made sure to let reception know you would be leaving early due to a 'family emergency'.
Questions flooded your head as you quickly made your way home, your body was full of a rush as all you could think about was Miguel. If something was terribly wrong he could kill someone, or worse,Ā heĀ could get hurt.
Quickly unlocking the door to your apartment, you throw your things on the couch and begin tot take your top off.
You walked forward as your eyes struggled to adjust to the darkness of your room, but you didn't care- all that was in your head was Miguel and finding him.
Your body core started to pulse with heat as you rummaged through your drawers looking for a comfortable shirt, but this wasn't a situation of heat, why was your body suddenly feeling warm?
Your answers were quickly answered as you felt a hot breath tickle the back of your neck.
Was he...?
Your eyes widen as you turn your head to find him staring down at you with glowing red eyes.
"Miguel!" you exclaim in mixture of shock and relief, watching as his brows furrowed- almost as if he was angry.
"W-What are you doing here?" you stuttered out as his face grew closer to yours, his breath fanning over your lips as one of his hands tilted your chin up to him.
"Do you feel it too?" his voice reverberated across your body, sending a jolt of heat to your core.
"I- Are you okay?" your looked at him, genuine concern in your eyes as your discarded the heat that started to blossom in your body.
Grabbing your face with both hands he pulled your face into his, until your noses were touching and you could feel each others breath against your skin.
If he was any different he would've thanked you for worrying about him, but he wasn't that guy, he didn't want to think about the warm stuff in life.
He wanted to focus on the desire he felt for you.
Slipping a hand around your throat with a tight grip, he cocked his head to the side with a small grin that revealed the tips of his fangs to you.
"Do you feel the desire too?" he whispered against your lips, one small move could lead to a kiss and he knew it, he was teasing you.
"I do," your words were almost lost from the way you whispered so softly.
"Que bueno," he whispered before placing his lips onto yours. A jolt of energy flowed through the two of you as lips molded against each other.
His lips were hot, wet and moved like he hadn't seen you in years. Almost like he was trying to eat you alive, with every movement of his lips you could feels his fangs poke you almost like a teasing bite.
Pulling off from your mouth with a pop, he stared down at you moving your head to the side to expose your neck.
"P-Please..." a moan whine escapes your lips as you noticed the way he stared at your neck.
"Please whatĀ mi reina? What you want?" he placed a small kiss on your lips as the grip on your throat tightened, making you feel hazy.
"My neck- k-kiss me... mark me- please- Aaah" you moaned as he began licking the nape of your neck, treasuring the way your breathing came out ragged. His lips began sucking at the spot, taunting you with the tips of his fangs prodding at your skin.
He continued the assault on you neck, sucking at every part of your neck and shoulders as much as he could.
"B-Bite me-" you let out, you thought he would pause for a moment but you were immediately met with a sharp pain as he dug his fangs into your shoulder blade. The pain was excruciating but it felt so good at the same time.
Pulling away slowly, he suckled and licked at the punctures. Making sure you wouldn't bleed out.
Looking up to find you zoned out in pleasure, he came up to your face waiting as you blinked your eyes open.
"I'm gonna need you to strip for me, okay?" he look directly into your eyes with a demanding tone, your vision was becoming blurry but you nodded.
Your longs ached as you took in a deep breath the moment he removed the grip around your neck. He sat down and watched attentively from the foot of your bed, awaiting the show of your body.
You began to slowly unclasp your bra watching as it fell onto the ground to expose your perky nipples.
"I didn't say stop,Ā continua hermosa"
His words tickled at your core as he watched the bright red glow of his suit highlight and contour the shapes of your body.
You nervously slide off your pants knowing he was eager to see your cunt. Hooking your fingers onto the sides of your panties you shimmy them down very,Ā veryĀ slowly.
A small string of slick connecting your panties to your cunt.
"Are you wet for me baby?" his voice was so deep it scared you, but it churned your tummy even more. It made you wetter that he knew you made him feel hot and bothered.
You stood in silence and watched as the hologram of his suit disappeared, long gone was the red bright glow and present was his cock standing tall weeping at the slit with arousal.
"Suck my cock, now"
You fell onto your knees in a hurried manner, admiring the way his cock stood tall. Veins running along the sides of his girth, he was bigger than you had expected.
"Hurry up, slut" he spat out as he watched you fumble with your hands to grab the base of his cock, placing a long wet lick from the base to the tip.Ā
His body shivered as he placed hand behind your head to hold you steady.
"I didn't tell to stop bitch, go ahead" your body shivered as you began to suckle at his tip, enjoying the way he held your head tightly.Ā
"Come on baby, open that mouth of yours, lemme fuck your dirty mouth," he whispered as he pushed your head down onto his length making you gag as he hit the back of your throat, enjoying the way you felt warm and wet.Ā
Grabbing your head with both hands he starts thrusting into your mouth at a steady peace, ignoring the way you kept gagging against his cock, instead he enjoyed the way it sent vibrations all through out his body.
"You feel so good baby" he watched as tears rolled down your cheeks from the intensity of his throats down your throat. Your pussy would clench with his every thrust so much so that you began to feel some wetness start to drip down your legs.
"L-Look so pretty with my cock in your mouth"
He began to snap his hips into you repeatedly while you tried to adjust your jaw to his length. Saliva dripped down your chin as your throat contracted against his cock, making a mess of your face.Ā
He enjoyed the way your body struggled to take him in, the way your eyes dripped with tears and the sweet scent of your arousal that dripped down your legs, as well as the contraction of your throat against him. He wanted to mark every part of you as much as he could, show you how much he wanted you.
Slowly he began pulling his cock out of your mouth, saliva connecting your lips with his tip. Your eyes widened slightly as the site of his erection, could he have gotten bigger? Was that possible?
"Like that? Hm, little slut?" He used a hand to slap the head of his length against your cheek, you felt so dazed and drained from having him so deep in your throat. Your pussy still quivering in desire.
"What do you want,Ā mi reina? Tell me"
He knew you couldn't speak from the way your breathing became heavy but your body buzzed in pleasure.
Looking up at him with pleading eyes, you hoped he understood but instead he squished your face with one hand.
"You... W-Want you..." you voice came out hushed, and your throat ached with every word.
"Get on the bed then, lemme see your slutty pussy" he demanded, helping you up until you laid on your back with your legs propped up- cunt exposed to him.
Staring at his face as he moved around in front of you, you hated to admit you found him beautiful in this moment. Something about him just made you feel at ease despite how brutally he had fucked your throat.
You were brought back to reality when you felt a finger prod at your entrance, you moaned as you looked down to find him playing with your wet folds.
Enjoying the way your pussy seemed to get wetter as he stroked your fold.
"P-Please-" you bucked your hips against his hand, longing for more.
"Please what?Ā Usa tus palabras, hermosa" he whispered against your cunt, continuing to at your entrance slowly as you moaned into his touch.
"Fuck!" you yelp as he lands a slap on your clit- the ache pleasing some of your desire.
"Hm, you liked that?" he grinned as he landed several more small slaps onto your clit, adoring the pained look on your face.
He began to slowly thrust a finger into your weeping core, your body flinching at the pleasure with every stroke of his fingers against your walls. Wetness seeped out of your core as the pads of his fingers bumped into the sensitive spots in your walls.
With another hand he slapped your clit harshly, earning a yelp from you.
"Don't act like you don't like it"Ā
You could hear the smile on his face.
"Get on your hands and knees,"
He rubbed his hands against the supple flesh of your ass, admiring the softness of your skin. He wanted to fuck your ass the more he looked at it, but right now wasn't the time for that.
Your body jolted as he placed a thumb on your sensitive clit, rubbing it slowly as your arousal dripped onto his hand.
"Im not gonna go easy on you,Ā preciosa"
His words made your cunt wetter at the thought, you wanted him to do whatever he wanted- to ruin you in every way possible.
Before you could speak you felt the wet tip of his cock at your entrance, rubbing himself against your slit teasingly.
"Shhh- be still,Ā cariƱo" he cooed as he thrust his entire length into your warm walls, your mouth fell open at the burn of his cock stretching out your entrance.Ā
He grunted as your walls clenched against his length rapidly as you tried to adjust to his size. He knew you were desperate to be fucked by the way your hands gripped the sheets beneath you, he could come on the spot from the way you moaned his name softly.
Your words were lost as began to thrust into your pussy roughly with both hands placed against your hips. His thrust were animalistic, fueled by pure lust and the desire to release inside of you.
"Your pussy is so tight baby-" he moaned as you clenched rapidly around him, your walls still struggling to adjust to his size. You pushed yourself back into him with every thrust, begging for him to go deeper and find the spot that itched inside of you.
"Miguel- p-please..." you pleaded for him, your breasts burning at the heat as they swinged back and forth with his every thrust.
"Say it louder baby- l-lemme hear you" he grunted as he changed his position to drill harder into you. The new position made you whine in desperation, he was giving you everything you wanted with this new position.
"Fu-Fuck me harder- please!" you throat ached as you spoke but you didn't care, all you could think about was his hot cum being inside of you, and being filled until you were dripping.
His cock hit your sweet spot but you couldn't keep your eyes open with the way he reached the deepest corners of your insides.
"Aaah! Fuck- right- there!" you squeal as tears prickled your eyes again, "Yeah? like that- fuck" he groaned as he hit your cervix with a hard thrust. The way he thrusted into you felt so good, the mix of hard and fast pleased your body just right- this was everything you had wanted.
With every passing moment you felt your climax start to buildup, the coil in your tummy dancing over the edge.
"Mi-Miguel-" you moan as you shut your eyes, embracing yourself for your climax but before you could cum he pulled away from your pussy. He hissed as he watched your pussy gape open rapidly at the denial.
"Why-" you cry out as you shake your ass for him but instead of giving into you, he smack your ass.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
"Mhmm-!" you cry out, but you didn't mean it, you just wanted to finish- you just wanted his cum inside of you.
"Or what? Hm? Gonna cry?" he taunted as he lifted you up and turned you on your back, you watched his face display a coy grin as you looked at him
He was gonna be the death of you.
His hand gripped your throat as he inched his face closer to yours, watching you blink rapidly at the pressure he held on you. Moaning softly, you stick your tongue out for him- begging him to suck.
"No" he denied, you whined but it was no use as the grip on your throat only worsened.Ā
"You want something, you ask, okay?" he graced the tips of his fangs against your nipples, loving the way your body flinched in danger of being punctured. He took a nipple into his mouth, his tongue licking over your perky bud before sucking at it.
"B-Bite me,"
He bit your nipple but not with his fangs, almost like he was testing the waters. Using his free hand he snaked it down to rub at our clit in a slow steady motion, cock throbbing at the moans that escaped your lips.
"Stop- I-I might cum-" you whine as your legs shake against his body, but he didn't care, he tightened the hand on your throat loving the way you gasped and your hips bucked against his hand.
"P-Please-" you pleaded with tears in your eyes, fingers moving into your pussy. Rubbing at your g-spot constantly as you took the pleasure, it was overwhelming but you loved every second of it.
"F-Fuck me!" you begged as a tear trickled down your cheeks, he took advantage of your cry to sink his fangs into your breast- his cock twitching at the sound of your moans. Licking over the small holes rapidly to ease some of the pain he continued sucking at your breast.
Opening your eyes, you watch him pull out his fingers from your pussy and suck them like a lollipop. Leaning up to your face he bit your bottom lip, "Spread your legs" he whispered.
You took a deep breath as his hands left your throat, the fresh air soothing the ache in your lungs.
Grabbing both of your legs by the knees he spread them even more, watching the way your pussy reflected with your arousal.
"Pussy so warm," he muttered as he aligned his cock against your entrance, rubbing the tip against your clit slowly with a breathy moan.
He pushed himself into your warmth as he placed your legs on his hips, bucking up into you he started thrusting into you roughly- savoring the way your pussy gripped onto his length once more.Ā
Your legs wrapped around his hips as you felt yourself get closer to the edge, trying to pull him closer- almost like you were trapping him inside of you.
"Fuck- yes- " he groaned against your ear as he begin to nip and bite at your neck, his thrust becoming more erratic as he began to feel his climax approaching
"Want to me cum inside you? Hm, make you mine? S-Shock- fill you with m-my cum?" he whispered into your ear, your head shook erratically in agreement- missing the way he used 'shock'.
"Please, Miguel!" you moaned loudly.
"Your pretty pussy belongs to me,Ā eres mia, solo mia" he grunted as he buried his cock deeply into you with a rough thrust and released his cum into your womb. He rubbed your clit quickly making you come against him, clenching around his cock as he filled you up.
He continued biting at your neck as his length remained nuzzled inside of you, keeping your arousals inside of you.
He lifted his face up to look at you, dazed out and blinking rapidly as you memorized the moment he made you his. Something inside of his chest began to flutter but he tried to push it down, knowing nothing good can come out of pursuing something other than physical.
"Get up, let's get you clean" he pulled out of you suddenly, making you wince at the sting of pain. He watched attentively as his cum leaked out of you onto the bed, making a wet messy puddle.Ā
He felt guilty as he watched your face contort into pain.Ā I shouldn't have done that, he thought as he pressed his lips together and his heart fluttered but he only continued to push those feelings down, not wanting to mess with faith.
"I don't think I can get up, 'm sensitive" you hummed the last part as you bat your eyelashes at him, he stood tall with a serious expression despite having just had a warm moment with himself. You almost felt sad at how emotionless he looked, you had just shared an intimate moment and he looked like it was a chore to be around you.
But that's how things were gonna be, if this was only meant to be physical then his emotional state should remain unspoken.
--- š· ---
"You need to get up"
Miguel stood against your doorway, a towel wrapped around his waist. If you weren't tired you might've gotten on your knees for him, he truly looked delicious with water running down his body.
"You cleaned me up, I'll be fine" you mutter as you snuggle into your pillows.
"I'll be taking my leave in 30" he walked into your bathroom once more, your chest felt heavy at his words and you were beginning to thinkĀ that maybe, just maybe, you liked him a little bit more now.
Sure, he didn't owe you anything but there's no way any man would just leave after stuffing a girl with cum and using her bathroom right? But a lot of men did that, and Miguel was about to become one.
"HEY!" you yell out, watching as he rolled back into your room with his suit back on, it really was marvelous he was naked underneath it the whole time.
"Can you help me up into the shower?" you smile softly, hoping his cold demeanor would melt.
With a roll of his eyes he hoisted you up into his arms.
Ā "Want me to turn the water on?" with a nod he sat you down on the sink as he turned on the water.
"I only want to shower-"
"A bath will help your muscles relax" he interrupted, you only nodded silently- he was the boss after all.
"Get in, I'm leaving" after helping you into the shower he turned his back to you and began to walk out.
"Miguel!" you squeal, but he didn't come back this time. Your body began to fill up with anxiety, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as you began to think he was gone.
Your lowered yourself into the water as the water as you began to think your world started to become cold and sad.Ā
You were starting to miss him...
"I... I'll be back"
You whipped your head to the door to find him standing there with his mask on.
"Where are you going?" you asked eagerly, this situation almost felt homely... and personal. Like you had known each other for years.Ā
"I'm going to grab some things, I'll be here... for a bit"
Your eyes lit up at his last words, while the eyes on his mask narrowed.
"Can you- Can you bring me back some french fries?" you asked with a small smile, hoping to ease any tension.
Something inside of him warmed up at your smile, unknowingly he smiled under his mask too. With a small nod he left, and went off into your world.
You stayed under the warm water for a bit to relish in the feeling.
He wasn't leaving after all, and it gave you hope.
Hope?Ā
