“No, eso no está bien!—” Miguel cuts himself off briefly, getting a notification from his phone, reading the contact quickly, he realises it’s you.

He sits back down quickly on his seat, waving his hand around dismissively so that the rest of the spider-society board can continue talking about whatever business they have.

He sees that photo of you, just simply sitting down on your guys’ shared bed, just in some shorts, aiming the camera at your thighs specifically. Why now? You’re just teasing him.

How’d you end up here? Well, Miguel arrive home very lately after promising that he would come home earlier for your guys’ anniversary. Which, obviously, he didn’t. You ended up having an argument, which was not at all what you had planned for him.

So you just decided to get your..er, so called revenge on him, by what? Just sending pictures of you to him during his meeting.

He sighs deeply, shutting his phone off hesitantly, keeping it facing him in case he gets another notification. He knows exactly what you’re trying to do.