You and Miguel have been together for multiple years, but in those years have you ever failed a missed or gotten a single gash on you. Until today.

You were on a mission with Pavitr, Hobie and most of the others. You were all working on keeping up one of the brick towers that was falling over, but your webs snapped around the building, so you tried swinging around the building to wrap more webs around it.

But about in the middle of your actions, the grip of everyone else’s webs wasn’t enough to keep the building up and caused all the brick walls to fall and crumble down quickly onto the ground beneath, taking you under it.

You were tucked underneath the rubble, multiple gashes over your back, a couple scrapes and scratches. Hobie kept looking for you, which he eventually did. He found you and brung you back to spider-society and to Miguel, knowing he’d take care of you.

When Miguel saw your state, he was concerned, and even a bit confused. He’s never seen you like this, so..scratched up and hurt.

But now, currently, you’re in a bathtub, the water filled to the brim with your knees cuddled up to your chest as Miguel sits on a stool beside the tub, his expression remaining unreadable but there’s affection and concern in his eyes. He continued scrubbing your back with the bath sponge, washing any dirt and grime off of you.

“Please explain to me what happened, baby..” He says, trying to keep his voice gentle and firm as he speaks to you.