Miguel O'Hara x Reader | ❛Do you really love me?❛⁠

Chapter 3: "Something"

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2nd Person's POV:

- 5:25 PM -

You both entered your home, silently. Not a word being spoken to one another. You felt frustration and annoyance towards him, but at the same time; you were melted by his gesture. He showed that he still cared for you, which softened your heart.. but you hated it. You hated the way it made you feel. You wish that you could hate him, but you know you can't, you love him. It just hurts.

Placing your bouquet of tulips, and macarons at the kitchen counter, you then head to your bedroom to change. While doing so; you suddenly started to have a strong feeling that a tall large body was present, towering behind you... "Y/n?" He calls softly "Hm-?" You replied, knees weak. You felt anxious from the inches of space left between you and him, that it hardly made you breathe.

-Continueing what you were doing, you acted as if he wasn't there. But then, all of a sudden you smelled a new yet familiar fragrance.. A scent that you haven't smelled in a long time... He was wearing it.

That perfume.

He knew you would go feral for it. Damnit! This man knows what you would go crazy for and he's taking advantage of it. How dare he. You huff to yourself.

"Lo lamento.." He apologizes, how ever he couldn't get an answer out of you. "Please answer me, amore" He pleads then again there was no reply. "I see.. It's alright." He takes a step back, and was once again disappointed.

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"You should wear that more- I missed it." You admitted gently, with a stuttery voice. A large happy grin was then plastered unto his face from what you've said. Your answer made him very joyful to see the process from his doings; he was just starting. You did not know how happy he was. A small smile on your face then formed from his little reaction.

Out of nowhere, a ding from his phone comes to ruin the moment causing your smile to fade. You take a quick glance unto his phone seeing a message from a person named "Lila" and it said "Miguel, We have a problem-" was all you were able to read before he took it.

"I'll be back mi amor" He says to you in an alarming tone. He quickly puts on his Spiderman suit and swings out of the balcony.

His voiced echo through your mind. You expected a conversation after that, but instead he left. You weren't that selfish, ofcourse you understood why he had too... you were just overthinking things again.

Lila? Who is she...? A problem, what problem?- "She's probably just one of his co-worker at work."

*Time skip*
- 8:45 PM -

While waiting for him you did the usual things you always do; clean, use your phone, sit, read, clean, use your phone, sit, read... over and over again. Oh and ofcourse last but not the least we're obviously not forgetting: the "worrying" stage. Your husband is Spiderman for sake. And he's been gone for almost 4 hours!
-As if you weren't used to that. Also, Lila. Who the hell was Lila!?

After hours of waiting he finally decided to show up. "Where were you Miguel?" You ask in a worried yet angered tone.

Examining him and his facial expressions, you couldn't tell if he looked mad or panicked. But what you do know is that he didn't answer your question, neither did he talk to you, and that always meant something. Answers are not needed anymore, I guess you've got it now. That must've been it then. You thought. Is he just not in the mood? Or is he back with his old bullshit of a self again?