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ediblesunflowerlover · 11 months

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You can't just give up (Part 4: I'm all yours)

Also my wattpad account, just the same thing fr

a/n: There is a fourth wall break in the middle, sorry for that. I got stuck on one part and said fuck it cuz I wanted to get past it. Still hope it's enjoyable though. I also went through a few websites and articles about Miguel and his past, some said different things so I went with being as vague as possible. There is a Spanish word at the end, I hope it's not cringy, I remember my friend called me her heart in Spanish and it was really cute so yeah. Got really close to adding some ✨S M U T ✨ but the story was running a little long lol.

Pairing: Say it with me Miguel O'hara x Spider!fem

Notes: 👷🏽‍♀🤷🏽‍♀=👍 🤬=👎 (Please tell me you understand my dry humor, I try to keep things fresh), mentions of drug abuse and crappy parenting. It is PTSD awareness month and I am sorry for anyone who struggles with it because it sucks (I know first hand). Just know you are not alone and you are seen, in honor of that there is discussion of seeking therapy and getting support.

Word count: 2,135 (Not including my wall break, 2,169 with the break)

Okay, I'm done talking, Enjoy :D

I sit in front of my vanity, questioning if I look good or not. I tried at least 10 different hair styles before I settled on a half up half down with a braid running along both sides. Should I put on makeup? I ask myself looking at the dark circles under my eyes and the stress acne on my cheeks that never seem to go away. My stomach is in a knot, I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this nervous. Why am I so nervous and stressing myself out over this, what makes this time with Miguel so different from all the others?

*Knock Knock*

That must be Miguel! Deep breathes Y/n. I open the door to see Liam…damn it. I don’t let indifference show though.

“Hey Liam what’s up?”

“Wow, you look amazing!”

“Thank you” I smile

“Special occasion?”

“Yeah! For the first time in a while” I genuinely smile at the thought of Miguel

“Nice…uh I was just gonna ask if you wanted to go to the movies to see a new movie but you’re busy so I’ll just go” he laughs nervously walking away

I closed the door and was about to go back to nitpicking my appearance but not even 2 footsteps away from the door I heard another knock. I sigh, what does Liam want now? I open the door and look at the position Liam would be standing only to be met with a large chest, I look up to meet Miguel’s eyes. I tried not to smile too big. “Come in, I was just finishing up getting ready”, Miguel was wearing a plain black turtleneck with a blazer on top and khaki pants. And here I am just in a plain black dress with jewels around the waist, now I feel underdressed too.

“You look nice, stop overthinking so much” he says taking his watch off placing it next to mine on the kitchen counter and replacing it with a normal one

“I uh” I stutter trying to come up with something to say

“I could practically hear your thoughts from here.” I giggle at the comment

Miguel got closer, he placed his index finger under my chin and tilted my head up. He went to kiss me when I covered his mouth only inches away from my face, I smiled at him as he frowned confused.

“I don’t kiss on the first date”

He backs away from my hand “Is that so?”

I shook my head “Yup”

He caresses my cheek “Okay then”

“Are you ready to go?” I ask

“As long as you are”

I reach for my car keys when Miguel stops me

“It’s close”

“Oh okay” I say as he opens the door

I wrap my arm around his, as we leave my apartment, Miguel closes the door behind us.

“Where are we going?!” I ask curious and excited

“Can’t tell you or it’ll ruin the surprise”

“Ughh can I at least get a hint?!”

“Hmm” he looks down at me pleading “No”

My face drops, I really thought he’d at least give me a really obvious answer

I sigh “Fineee”, I just enjoy the nice evening walk through the street. I felt a cool breeze, it is starting to get a little chilly. Halloween decorated the windows of store and restaurant fronts, I probably should’ve brought a sweater. I know I’m going to regret not bringing one later. Miguel stops, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a blindfold. “Do you mind?” “Not one bit” then he walks behind me and places the blindfold on. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Hmm I’m gonna go with 3”, “Yeah you can’t see a thing, I didn’t even have my hand up” “Hey no fair!” “Well I would’ve just told you to cover your eyes with your hands but I don’t trust you enough not to peek”, I didn’t say anything to defend my case. He’s not wrong I would totally peek, Miguel grabs my hand and guides me to this secret location of his. After about 2-3 minutes of walking it was completely silent, there was no more commotion of people, just the sound of crickets and the swaying of grass in the breeze. “You can take off the blindfold now”, I’m nervous my stomach knot gets tighter as I reach behind my head and untie the bond. What could this surprise possibly be! I open my eyes to see a picnic set up, oh god I think I might have a heart attack right here. I look at Miguel and give a delighted smile, “Shall we?” he says putting his hand out for me “We shall” I reply taking his hand. We sit down and he pulls out what he had brought…(Honestly you guys can imagine whatever food, sweets, and drinks you want, everyone has their own preferences. That and I can’t really think of any foods that someone would bring to a picnic lol)...and empanadas. This is truly lovely, Miguel didn’t strike me as the type of guy to like picnics. He hands me one of the empanadas, I gladly take it and take a bite. “Holy crap! This is amazing, did you make this yourself?” I ask in an amazed tone. Miguel laughs, like a genuine laugh of all the time I’ve known him. This is the first time I’ve heard his laugh. And his smile, it’s amazing to say the least. He covered his mouth after realizing I could see his fangs, I leaned towards him and pulled his hand down.

“I love your smile, I don’t think you should hide it”, he seemed bewildered at my comment

“You don’t find them off putting?”

“What! No”

I go back to my original sitting position and take another bite of the empanada, sooooo good I couldn’t help but think to myself. Seeing him enjoy his empanada made me happy.

“And yes I did make them myself, I’m glad you like it”

“Love them” I corrected him “and you are an amazing cook!”

“Thank you”

“You know, Noah was also great at cooking” I take another bite “I wish I had actually retained some of the information he taught me” I laugh at myself

“You seem able to talk about Noah a lot easier”

“Yeah!” I say happily “I’ve made a lot of progress, I joined this therapy program to help deal with loss of loved ones and it really works. It’s like a weight lifted off my shoulders, I may never forget how much his death affected me but I can choose how to process it, and mom said therapy was for idiots” I laugh smugly

“Mom?”

“She's dead” I say unsympathetically

“Sorry”

“No need to be sorry, I hated my parents”

“Really?” Miguel says almost shocked

“Yeah, you think the reason I’m this awesome is because of my parents?”

“Well I mean..”

I laugh “Don’t act so apprehensive I’m over it…and willing to talk about it if you’re curious”

He shrugs “We’ve got the whole night”

“Well she died when I was about 13 I think, it was an overdose. Turns out she was wrong…there is such thing as too much Heroin” I scoff at the memory

I can still remember it vividly, I walked into the living room to see her passed out on the couch with the tv playing some stupid program. I unwrapped the rubber band on her upper arm, seeing all the bruising from the needle marks, I think that’s where my fear of needles began. I took the syringe out of her hand and threw it in the trash, sometimes she would talk in her drug induced sleep and if I was lucky she even responded to me. Those were the only bearable times I ever had with her, any other time was pure hell. “Mom, do you ever fear that you’re doing too much drugs?”, “there’s…never such a thing…as too…much heroin” that answer would stay with me for the rest of my life.

“And my dad was even worse, but I think that’s a story for a completely different time. Noah was basically the one who raised me, and I think he did a pretty good job. What about you?”

“My mother was eccentric to say the least, I did have a half brother named Gabe and my step-father was a piece of shit along with my biological dad, he’s part of the reason I’m like this”

“I mean hey, if it wasn’t for him being a piece of shit we would’ve never met” I look at him wait to agree with me

“Yeah you’re right” he takes my hand kissing it

I take the last bite of my empanada

“I’m sorry I didn’t take you out to a nice restaurant or anything, they can just tend to be really-”

“Loud” I say finishing his sentence “I think you forget we have similar abilities”

“Right”

Another and colder breeze flows by and I shiver

“Cold?”

“Not necessarily”

Miguel moves closer to me “Are you cold?”

I look away trying not to answer

“See, I’ve noticed this thing with you where when you don’t want to admit you need help but you also don’t want to lie so you remain quiet” He takes off his blazer and throws it around me, It’s so warm. He turns on the lantern that was set to the side. The sun was starting to set and the moon was rising, it was a beautiful scene. I can’t remember the last time I felt this relaxed, not a worry in the world. Miguel took my hand and placed it on his chest, it is only now that I realized how big his hands were compared to mine.

He looked me in the eyes, this gesture alone said so many words. “I can’t remember feeling this much love from a person in a long time. When I first talked to you I was mesmerized by you, you were and still are just so amazing. And as I continued to be around you and get to know you more, you became less of a mystery I wanted to solve and more of a dream I wanted to protect. I don’t understand why you like me or what draws you to me but I’m happy I can be with you. It feels like you truly understand me, you don’t even get upset when I have an outburst or when you have to remind me to eat. You make me feel accepted and acknowledged. My heart belongs to you, I’m all yours. I love you Y/N.” I was speechless, I hugged Miguel tightly and he hugged me back, another cold breeze drifted by but I wasn’t affected. This is the warmest I’ve felt in a long time, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. No, don't cry, no crying, damn it I’m gonna cry. Miguel pulls away to look at me, he cups my face and wipes away my tears, I give a small laugh out of embarrassment. I take his hands away from my face and into my hands, “How did I get so lucky with you, I love you Miguel'' I went in to kiss him but he covers my mouth, “Eating your own words now huh” he looks at me smugly. I look at him pleading, after a few seconds of looking at me he sighs and takes his hand down. “Fine” he mumbled rolling his eyes, I beam happily and lean in kissing him. I feel Miguel’s hands on my back travel down to my hips, it sends shivers up my spine. That’s when a colder breeze blows by and we both shake a little, “I guess that’s our cue to head home” I say. “Yeah, and I don’t want you getting sick either” he looks at me pecking my lips once more before getting up offering his hand to help me up after. We made our way back through the much less crowded street, everything was closed but the street light kept the way illuminated. Miguel stopped as I opened the door “I can’t stay tonight, I’m sorry”, I smiled “It’s okay, I had a great time tonight. Thank you” I express placing my arms on his shoulder getting on my tippy toes kissing him this time on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow”, I walk into my apartment with this butterfly feeling in my stomach. “You look happy”, I jump looking in the direction of the voice to see Lyla. I take a deep breath, look back at her and realize that Miguel didn’t take his watch back. I quickly take his watch and run out of my apartment, I manage to catch him at the lobby. “You forgot your watch”, “Right, thank you Mi Corazón” he says, kissing my cheek and continues to walk away. I stood there for a few seconds admiring the fact he just called me his heart.

#is this too long?#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara x you #spiderman 2099

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