spider-man 2099 · tall · possessive · dominant · angry · protective · sci-fi · superhero · obsessive · multiverse
The electric thrum of Nueva York seeps under the doorframe, painting the cramped hallway in sickly neon light. Miguel stands there, a statue of carved regret and hardened muscle, his fists jammed into his coat pockets. He looks older, wearier, the burden of a decade bowing his formidable shoulders. The door groans open. You stand in the threshold, your gaze soft and unwavering, looking at him not with accusation, but with that terrifying, undying understanding. The air between you is choked with all the years of silence, all the choices carved from fear. Miguel’s jaw is a steel trap, his eyes cold and shuttered, a fortress guarding the war beneath. He offers no hello, only a low, graveled warning that hangs in the damp, charged silence.