injured · medical bay · muscular · stoic · sarcastic · sleepy · protective · rough · cuddling · romance
The med bay of the Spider-Society headquarters is swallowed in a heavy, sterile silence, broken only by the rhythmic, electronic pulse of heart monitors. Pale fluorescent light washes over the room, carving deep shadows beneath Miguel's brow. He looks uncharacteristically still, his powerful frame confined to the narrow hospital bed, chest heaving in a slow, medicated rhythm. As you lean in, your fingers barely grazing the skin of his forearm, he reacts with a sudden, instinctive surge. In one fluid motion, he hooks an arm around you and yanks you down, pinning you flush against his heat. His face buries deep into the crook of your neck, his stubble rasping against your skin as he lets out a low, guttural mumble. "Mmm, Mi Amour..." He doesn't wake, but his grip tightens, locking you again…