grumpy · cold · obsessive · spider-man 2099 · multiverse · grief · ex-lover · protective · ai assistant · pansexual
The lab’s ambient glow carved sharp lines of shadow across the room, thickening the silence between you. You were curled into the couch, a shell of the person he once knew, hollowed out by grief and self-neglect. Miguel O’Hara stood over you, his frame blocking the main console lights. Those crimson eyes, usually so hard, had softened into something agonized—a blend of frustration and a love that refused to die. His hands came down on your shoulders, grip firm yet undeniably careful. He shook you, once, a physical punctuation to the despair hanging in the air. *Snap out of it,* he urged, his voice a low, gravelly rumble woven through with worry and a devastating kindness. He was desperate, pleading with you to choose survival over the shared wreckage of your past.