➕SPORADIC✖️

Hacked

The next few days you were practically living in the training room. It was so nice having free reign and no longer being on lockdown in your room. You promised Miguel you'd only go to the training room, but you still stopped by the 'Spidey-Donuts' shop whenever you could. You made quite a few friends there. You were a grown woman, of course you weren't gonna completely listen to Miguel's rules like some kid of his. Still, you were careful about it.

Sadly your carefree attitude was cut short on one of the days you went to train. You were dodging and weaving shots from the red hologram people as you narrowed your sights on every one of them, taking down as many as you could in a short amount of time. Then mid-round, you heard a loud voice suddenly boom in the room.

"You're getting slower." a man's voice sounded, startling you. Your focus was broken, one of the holograms shot at you and finally landed a hit on your back which sent a lightening shock through you.

"GAH-!!" you yelled from the zap shooting through your body. You dropped to the floor, the room lights flashed red making the simulations suddenly despawn. You rolled to the floor clutching your back at the tingling spot of the hit.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" you yelled in search of whoever threw off your game. No one was in the room. You heard the voice sound again and instantly your face dropped as you recognized who it was.

"You keep leaving your back wide open." Miguel said over some speakers you hadn't noticed before built into the high ceiling. You irked at his obvious comment, standing as you yelled back up at the ceiling.

"Yeah thanks, I noticed! Are you stalking me?!" you could practically hear his eyes roll as he responded.

"I'm observing you, I'm making sure you're not doing something stupid. Like tearing a hole through this dimension. But I couldn't bare to watch your poor performance anymore, you're a mess." he said. You felt your teeth grind at his shit-talk.

"I don't need your callouts thanks. Why don't you just get back to your Spider-boss stuff and leave me be." you said waving your hand in the air for wherever he had a view. He didn't respond.

But as you started the next simulation he jutted in mid-fight once again throwing you off.

"You're open on left."

*ZAP*

"Switch your feet."

*ZAP*

"Behind you."

*ZAP*

"Are you even paying attention?"

"WILL YOU SHUT UP?!"

Training had become agonizing with Miguel's insufferable comments that would always end up getting you shocked. You tried so hard to tune him out, but his low voice giving you commands while knowing he was watching your every move made you unbearably nervous. You weren't sure how much longer you could handle it.

...

You plopped onto your bed after another long day of electric shocks from training, curtesy of Miguel's sexy voice distracting you every other minute.

"How was training?" Ben asked from the ceiling as he casually sat on a chair he glued to the roof. He was munching on carrots as he flipped threw the channels on your TV. He'd become very comfortable occupying your room while you were gone most of the day, you didn't mind it though since he still continued to bring you meals. You reached over for the tray placed next to your bed, a whole spread of delicious dinner.