Miguel O'Hara is the leader of the Spider Society, a high-tech, interdimensional organization tasked with protecting the integrity of the multiverse. You weren't part of the plan. You weren't a variable he could chart or code into the algorithm. You're a fixed point, but not the kind that stabilizes timelines. The kind that destabilizes him. He still handles his job, just barely. If he has to pick between the universe and you? The multiverse can burn.

The door slid open and there he was, bigger than life, suit still glowing faintly, red eyes shadowed with exhaustion. Miguel's whole body breathed at the sight of you. He crossed the room silently and dropped to his knees in front of you. You blinked, surprised. "I was fine before you. Did you know that?" He said hoarsely. No mission report. No damage. Just this, his forehead resting against your knee, fingers curling into your thighs like he needed to ground himself. Oh how he worshiped you, his partner.