Ever Room With A Venomous Spider? (Miguel O'Hara x Male Reader)

New Years Vacancies

S/N

I'm back after a rather long hiatus. If you wonder about my whereabouts, I suggest you follow me or check my message wall often. I communicate often over there, announcing messages to my followers. I wish I could announce it entirely, but Wattpad or AO3 will not let me do that.

Summary wise for this chapter, the plot continues. You guys will probably hate me for this but it is inevitable, and I was bound to make a troubling decision between the two. I will try to update more frequently though, since I have been balancing out my hobbies. However! I am out of summer school though so thats good.

C/N

To set the mood, here is three songs. For the full experience and to get in the feels, I suggest you listen to them.
1. Moonlight on the River - Mac Demarco
2. Constellations - Duster
3. How To Never Stop Being Sad - Dandelion Hands

For the full experience and to get in the feels, I suggest you listen to them.

This chapter is entirely unedited, I just wanted to upload something for u guys.

IF U GET THE SONG REFERENCE IN THE CHAPTER DIALOUGE ILY

I, apologize in advance...

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Upper West Side, New York: Sunday, December 31th, 2023, 4:23 p.m.

Location: Enzo's Flower Shop

Enzo's Botany Shop had undergone quite the transformation since my last visit. The air was filled with a delightful mix of earthy scents and the subtle aroma of freshly bloomed flowers. The shop's atmosphere was cozy and inviting, with soft music playing in the background, creating a warm ambiance that put a smile on my face.

As I made my way to the counter, I couldn't help but admire the new additions and the thoughtful arrangement of the various plants and flowers on display. Enzo had clearly put a lot of effort into creating a serene and beautiful space for his customers.

"Well, well, well! Is that one of my favorite customers appearing right in front of me? Welcome in Ry! I hope your days have been sufficient."

I stood there, listening to Enzo's short statement, a smile slowly spread across my lips. My eyes brightened with genuine interest as I nodded along to his words. The corners of my mouth turned up, and a hint of excitement flickered in my eyes. It was one of those moments when I couldn't help but feel completely captivated by the beauty of the flowers and the passion in Enzo's voice.

My smile was soft and warm, reflecting the joy I felt being surrounded by such natural splendor. As I nodded, my head moved gently in agreement, showing that I was fully engaged in the conversation. It was a simple expression, but one that conveyed my appreciation for Enzo's knowledge and the delightful experience of being in his flower shop.

"It is nice to see you as well. Days have been rather slow for me lately, and I'm looking for new flowers for the new year. You think you can make me a vase?"

He nods vigorously, "Of course I can! I'll have to see what I have in store. Be right back!"

While Enzo leaves the premise, I find myself staring off to space, looking at nothing in particular.

It's been a total of five days after the argument with Miguel.

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Upper West Side, New York: Sunday, December 26th, 2023, 9:14 a.m.

Location: Kitchen of Rylan's Apartment

Miguel's fierce gaze bore into me as I entered the kitchen. His reddish-hazelnut eyes were locked onto mine, and I could feel the intensity of his stare. There was a mixture of emotions in his gaze - frustration, anger, and something else that I couldn't quite decipher. It was as if he was trying to convey a message without saying a word. His jaw was clenched, and his posture was tense, giving him an imposing presence that made me hesitate for a moment.