by your side : m.h

with time passing, your condition is becoming more of an apparent struggle to cope with. after a particularly hard day, you confide in Miguel about their future together and what it could be.

wc: 771 requested: by a very sweet person, whom I wish brings a sense of comfort during this time warnings: mentions of blindness and losing eyesight

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Opening the door to the apartment, Miguel calls out your name, his ears perking in anticipation of hearing you respond. Strangely, silence follows.

“Carino? You here?” With a sense of urgency, Miguel stalks toward the bedroom, expecting to find you simply curled up with a blanket over you, fast asleep. But as he peers into the bedroom, no one is there to greet him with quiet snores.

Backing out of the bedroom with a heavy sigh, Miguel finds himself checking the other rooms, his heart beating faster with each step. "Y/n? Where are you, baby?" He can hear the desperation in his voice as silence ensues. "Lyla? Where is Y/n?" He asks his AI who appears before him with her head hanging low.

Repeating her name again with confusion, Lyla forces her gaze to meet Miguels. "I'm really sorry Miguel," The AI starts, aware of the rapid pace of his heart only increasing. "Y/n is at HQ, in the medical bay." She explains, and within moments Miguel finds himself back at HQ, stalking the corridors.

"Miguel, I thought you left?" Jessica notices Miguel passing by with his brows furrowed, but the anger not quite meeting his eyes.

"Y/n's in the med bay." Miguel comments, keeping his eyes fixated on the signage in his view, finding his feet moving faster to burst through the doors.

Other Spiders in the room continue working, not daring to bat an eye at the sight of Miguel approaching the only bed with a curtain drawn. With a stoic look, Miguel pulls the curtain back and his shoulders sink upon the sight of you curled up on the bedding with your head buried in your knees.

"Mig?" You quietly speak up, lifting your head up to reveal redness around your eyes. "I'm, I'm really sorry," You start, but Miguel pulls the curtain behind him, allowing you as much privacy as a place like this can provide.

Wrapping his arms around you, Miguel rests his chin on the top of your head, feeling your body tremble. "Did it happen again, mi amor?" He dares question, knowing each day was becoming an increasing struggle.

"Yeah, everything was just a bit too blurry and I didn't see the stairs." Wincing at the memory of being found, you were unable to fully decipher who it was helping you up and to the hospital. Tears rise back to the surface with the memory.

Hushing softly, Miguel moves to sit down on the bed with you. "I've got you, carino." He mutters into your ear, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple before holding you into his embrace.

"I spoke to a Doctor today," You sniff loudly, moving out of Miguel's arms hesitantly. "nothing more, nothing more can be done." Your voice is void of emotion as the words leave your lips, but Miguel can hear your heart breaking.

Your lip begins to tremble as your eyes meet Miguel's, taking in his reaction. "Let's go home." He tells you, helping you out of the hospital bed before generating a portal for you to leave together.

Once home, Miguel helps you to the sofa. "Would you like tea, or something stronger?" He rises to his feet, only to find him tethered to you with a tug of his hand in yours.

"Please don't go." You whimper.

Complying, Miguel sits back down by your side and squeezes your hand in his. "I'm not going anywhere, never." He assures, but there's a look of doubt written in your eyes. "Listen Y/n," It was a rarity to hear him say your name rather than the numerous pet names he has coined for you. "I am going to find a cure for this, I will reverse the effects, understand?" His hand rises to cup your cheek, wiping away stray tears with his thumb.

"What if this is it?" You shrug. "I'll never see our children, I'll be in a world of darkness as voices guide me." You could see the hurt across Miguel's face. "I'm scared." You whisper. "Of what's next, Miggy."

"I know," Miguel nods, now bringing you into his lap. "but I'm here, and I always will be no matter what happens." He assures, peppering your face with kisses. "I promise you Y/n."

Lifting your head up, your lips find his. The kiss is heartfelt, portraying your love and sadness about everything. "You'll help me if I fall?" You whisper into his lips, your eyes remaining closed.

Miguel breathes a laugh. "I'll always be there to catch you, mi amor. No matter what." He tells you, knowing the future is blurred for you both, but he'll never leave your side.

few more hours? : w.m

with wanda heading out on another mission, the pair of you decide to make the most of the night you have (just fluff my friends) 1k wc

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“Are you sure you have to go?” You pout, hearing Wanda chuckle to herself whilst she finishes plating dinner for you both. “I mean, Tony already has Steve with him, does he really need both of you?” You continue with your weak argument, knowing it was futile. 

Turning around with a frown, Wanda places the dishes in front of you both. “Y/n,” She trails off as you lower your gaze, nodding before she can finish her sentence. 

“I know, I know.” You mutter, Wanda squeezes your hand lightly, the cool feeling of her rings into your palms soothing your thoughts temporarily.

“I just miss you when you have to go on these missions, that’s all. They just seem to be more frequent than before.” You shrug it off, not wanting to make a big deal of it, especially not tonight. 

Resting her hand on your chin, she lifts your head up to meet her gaze. “Hey,” Sadness tinges her voice as her eyes meet yours. “I’ll be gone for a week, that’s all.” She tries to assert, watching you nod. “But I’m here tonight, so let’s make the most of it, yeah?” 

You smile half-heartedly, unable to stay sad for too long when she’s around. “Alright, I’ll find the facemasks.” Sparing her a kiss, you rush off to find the resources you'll need, leaving Wanda to shake her head at your antics.