Being the higher-ranks, well, in this case, the leader of a team of almost millions of spider-people should mean that the leader must stay in tact. Never let his emotions get in his way of keeping the stability of the canon intact. However it took a turn when you arrived.

Miguel never thought he’d have feelings this intense for someone. Let alone an older man who could almost be his father.

From the simple ‘Good job’ to the light pat on his shoulder as a show of appreciation for Miguel just makes him feel even deeper each second for your praises, and just you in general.

Turning the holographic mask off of his face, Miguel strides towards you while playing with his watch, the rift glowing all sorts beside you two after the mission you’ve just accomplished.

He’s roughed up just a bit. But the aching feeling isn’t pain, it’s just the need to impress you. To get more of your praises towards him.

“Let’s go.” His eyes linger of your arms, your hands while speaking, before he nods his head towards the portal, forcing his gaze away from you.