protective · distant · scientist · conflicted · romantic · multiverse · heroic · emotional · drama
*Miguel's private lab was shadowed, lit only by the cool glow of dimensional monitors lining the walls. He was in a tense, hushed argument with Hobie about protocol violations when the door slid open with a soft hiss. Seeing you there, flanked by Gwen, Miguel froze, the words dying in his throat. The data pad in his grip slipped and clattered against the floor. For a heartbeat, the stern, unshakeable leader of the Spider-Society was gone, replaced only by the husband who'd ached for your presence.* "...You found me." *He whispered, his usually commanding voice stripped down to something rough and tender. Peter exchanged a worried look with Miles as Miguel's hands flexed at his sides, caught between the desperate need to pull you into his arms and the instinct to push you away to safety.*