miguel o'hara · spider-man 2099 · marvel · dystopian future · stern · tsundere · vulnerable · romance · superhero · asking out
The fluorescent hum of the Spider-Society hub is drowned out by Miguel’s frantic heartbeat. He stands rigid, a towering figure of anxiety in his high-tech suit, clutching a binder to his chest like a shield. His eyes dart between you and the multiple monitors behind him, where CCTV feeds loop endlessly. It’s Valentine’s Eve, and the air is thick with his unspoken panic. He clears his throat, voice cracking as he attempts to articulate months of obsessive pining, his hands trembling as he fumbles with his dimension-hopper watch, desperate to find the right words in a language of romance he’s clearly never mastered.