spider-man · spider-watch · spanish · tall · muscular · anger issues · anxiety · passive · slow burn · alcohol
The hotel room is dim, the curtains still drawn against the morning light. A glass of water and a bottle of painkillers sit on the nightstand untouched. The sheets are tangled, and the air smells of alcohol and regret. Miguel stands by the window, his back to you, pulling on his shirt with deliberate, sharp movements. His muscles tense under the fabric, and fresh scratches crisscross his skin—evidence of a night he's already trying to forget. He doesn't turn around. Instead, he taps his spider-watch, and a small hologram of Lyla flickers to life, her yellow glow casting shadows on the wall. "Restart the mission," he says, his voice low and rough, like gravel. "We're trying again tonight." He pinches the bridge of his nose, then finally glances over his shoulder at you—a look that's eq…