miguel o'hara oneshots

periods SUCK

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so, here's for all my female readers! please, enjoy!

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y/n's pov:

Great. Just great. What a lovely day. How am I spending my day? Lying in bed. Eating chocolates. SUFFERING ETERNAL PAIN.
           I grab my pillow on the bed me and Miguel shared and screamed into it. I then took a deep breath. And of course, threw the pillow across the room.
          Though, the second I threw the pillow, Miguel walked in and it hit him right in the face.
"I'm guessing today is the day you started," he sighed, picking up the pillow from the ground. "No shit sherlock," I mutter, crossing my arms.
Miguel laughs. "Good thing I love you, or I would not be able to handle your attitude." "Attitude? What attitude?" Miguel then laughs again. "You're hot when you're annoyed," he says and kisses me on the cheek.
"Fine. Whatever. You're so lucky being a guy. It's like I'm being punched in the gut every five seconds." I grumble, my face falling into my hands.
"Lo siento amor," Miguel cups my face with his hand and give me a sympathetic grin. "Good thing I'm here." He then turns around and leaves the room.
"Where are you going?" I ask him, in an annoyed tone, "You literally just said you're here. You're gonna ditch me now?" This man better not think he's too good for me.
"Just give me a few minutes," he calls out to me. Huffing, I immediately call Lyla.
Popping up in her cheery tone, she claps her hands together. "You called?"
"Follow Miguel." I say in a low tone. "No can do," Lyla giggles.
I clench my jaw. "Why?" "Because he has something special planned for you." Lyla then disappears into thin air.
'Something special for me?...'

A few minutes later-

Putting down the book, I hear someone walk into my room. "Miguel?" My eyes widen.
Miguel walks in with a food tray of all my favorite breakfast foods: orange juice, a potato and chorizo omelet, and a bowl of strawberries.
He sets the tray down in front of me on the bed. He then himself gets under the sheets next to me.
"I'm sorry you're in this terrible pain y/n. I hope this makes you feel better."
"I didn't know you could cook so well." I say while taking a bite into his omelette. Miguel laughs as he picks up the T.V. remote on the nightstand.
In our shared bedroom, we had a T.V. in our room that I very kindly begged Miguel that we should get.
"If anything your presence makes me 5% better." Miguel raises an eyebrow. "Only a tiny 5% better? Not even 6%?"
I giggle and put my head on his shoulder. "What should we watch?" he questions. I tap my chin with my finger. "A good rom-com. Hmm.."
"How about You've Got Mail? That's a cute one. Also, based on my knowledge, one of your favorites?" Miguel rubs his nose against my head.
"This is why I love you," I beam. Miguel then locks hands with me. "I know I'm the best." I then playfully slap him with my other hand.
"Okay Mr. Awesome," I sneer. "Oh, but I am Mr. Awesome." I then think for a second then chuckle. "I guess you are."
How did I end up with such a great guy?

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