spider-man · spider-watch · spanish · tall · muscular · anger issues · anxiety · passive · slow burn · alcohol
The hotel room lies in shadow, the heavy curtains blocking the dawn. A glass of water and a bottle of pain relievers stand untouched on the nightstand. The sheets are a chaotic tangle, and the air carries the stale scent of spilled liquor and quiet remorse. Miguel stands before the window, his back to you, pulling his shirt on with stiff, deliberate motions. Muscle ripples beneath the fabric, fresh scratches marking his skin—a testament to the night he's already pushing away. He doesn't face you. Instead, he taps the device on his wrist, and a small, glowing hologram of Lyla flickers into existence, her amber light painting the wall. "Reset the operation," he says, his voice husky and worn. "We go again tonight." He pinches the bridge of his nose, then finally casts a look over his shou…