Miguel O'Hara x Reader | ❛Do you really love me?❛⁠

Chapter 2: "For you"

Quick Reminder:
- Translations will be at the comments for each words, if it doesn't show it's either I forgot to comment it or I just posted this ^^

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2nd Person's POV:

          You wake up from the sun's touch, glimmering on your eyes. Fluttering them open, beside you was the face of your husband Miguel; asleep and was still there with you. You smile softly at his presence, actually feeling real happiness from a long period of time. Usually at this time in the morning he would've gone off somewhere to be in a "mission"... then again you know he doesn't. Your smile faded away remembering just that.

You felt a sting by your cheek, it was the slashes from last night. Sadness soon eats you up. He had hurt you.. you started to shed tears, not sure of what to do. You gaze back at him.. you still love him very much, but at the same time you can't help but overthink things...

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You stand up from your bed. And head to the bathroom to cool yourself down— or just take bath since you have work. You turned on the shower, letting the cold water make its way to touching your skin. It made you shiver yet you felt relief.

After you bathe you wear your comfortable clothing, off to go and cook at the kitchen. You were wearing an apron, cracking some eggs to cook. Suddenly you felt large arms hugging you around the waist, it was Miguel. You flinch at his actions.. it has been so long since you've felt him doing this for you. He nuzzles his head in your neck still feeling sleepy. 

You still needed space from what had happened, you were deeply hurt from what he did that you haven't really forgiven him. You pull yourself away from him, not saying a word.. He looks at you with a hint of confusion, "amor..?" He calls you gently... "Here's breakfast Miguel, eat up I'll be going to work, I'll be home by 5pm." You say technically ignoring him.. he knows something is up and he knows what this is about. "I see, okay.." He gazes at you while you wash the dishes not making any eye contact with him.

He knows that you're hurt, and that you're tired, all because of him.. he can see a small part of hate you have for him.. but you still love him so dearly.. he just can't see it.

Out of everything, love is what he can't seem to notice

3rd Person's POV:

After she left for work, Miguel had thought of something, just for her. He doesn't expect her to forgive him, he knows that. But he had a spark of hope... a thought of possibility that their relationship might be fixed, step by step.

He took a bath and went to pick clothes to wear that would fit just fine for what plans he had.
Miguel then leaves locking up the
futuristic house that they lived in and drove his futuristic Porsche off to somewhere.

[ I know nothing about cars but I DO LOVE me a good Porsche especially the Porsche992 Gt3rs ]

Miguel arrives at a small aesthetic, yet futuristic flower shop; off to buy his wife a bouquet of her favorite flowers. While he checks out some of the flowers, some two other women who what looks like they were working there whispered things about Miguel, all blushing and giggling. They obviously found him very attractive not to mention that car of his pulled him some gold diggers. The two of them continued to giggle, and teased the other to approach Miguel.