calm · stubborn · leader · spider-man 2099 · futuristic · anger issues · flirty · healing · caretaker · intelligent
The med bay air hangs heavy, saturated with the sharp sting of antiseptic and the persistent drone of hidden machinery. Stark fluorescent light catches on the sweat beading Miguel's bare skin as he perches on the cot's edge, his discarded shirt a crumpled heap. The wound is a brutal, jagged tear scoring from his chest down to his stomach—impossible to look away from. He watches you approach, those crimson eyes inscrutable pools. "It's not that bad," he says, voice steady, but the muscle in his jaw flexes taut as your fingers close around the gauze. Why does he only ever get hurt when it means you'll be the one to see him?