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y/n's pov:
How should I start this? I guess from the beginning. Hi, my name is y/n l/n. I was bit by a radioactive spider, and for the past year and a half, I've been the one and only spiderwoman. Well, that was until a week ago when I learned that there were more of us.
It was weird to say the least. Y'know, having this lady who could still kick butt despite being pregnant come out of this weird hole from nowhere and saying that based on your talents, you've been invited to this 'spider society.'
Basically, while I thought I was the only spider-woman, that was only in my universe. Apparently there are millions of dimensions with other spider..things. Yes, you will not believe this. I met a spider DINOSAUR.
Anyways, the past week has been pretty.. fun. I guess. Except for, how should I say this? Annoying.. anger issue.. guy.. that's our "leader."
He is the absolute worst. His name is Miguel. And he's a jerk. That's the best way to put it.
There's some other cool people though. I met this guy named Hobie. Oh, and there's this LEGO SPIDER-MAN! He is so funny.
Bzz. Bzz.
Whoops, that's my phone. I lean over my chair to look at the text that just popped up on my phone. 'Oh great.'
It's Miguel.
Miguel
You're needed in my office.
Now.
Is that an option?
Funny.
Come here now.
That is not a request.
Sighing, I get up off the chair and trudge to the door.
On my way to Miguel's office, you can guess it, I saw a lot of spider.. things.
Once I got there, I don't even bother knocking and open the door.
"Hello? You demanded to see me?" I call out. I then look up to see Miguel on his platform, admiring a video.
He then sees me in a reflection and jumps back. Immediately shutting off the video, he says in a stern voice, "Did your mother never teach you to knock?"
I sneer back, "Did your mother never teach you to be a jerk?"
Miguel mocks my laugh and lowers his platform.
"You think I'm the jerk? Look at yourself," he rolls his eyes. "You need something better than that to make me hurt."
"Oh y/n. Always there with the witty comebacks." Miguel chuckles.
I cross my arms. "Whatever. You needed to see me?" I say, emphasizing on the needed.
"More like you need me. I know you gawk at my muscles every day," Miguel mutters. "What was that?" I say. "Nothing," he says back. Oh, but I heard him. I heard him loud and clear. And in someway, it brought a blush to my cheeks. And that made me confused right away. I hate Miguel..right?
"Anyways, Lyla is busy right now. We're hosting a gala tonight to cheer all of the Spider Society's accomplishes so far," says Miguel.
"And what does this have to do with me? I'll show up of course. I never miss a chance of dressing up and looking hot."
Miguel eyes wide a little bit. A teensy-tiny bit, but I could tell. How could I tell? It's not like I know him well or anything..
"Please. You're going to look average as always." Average? I'll show him average tonight!
"I need you to tell everyone about the gala." "Why can't you do it?" "Because I'm not the guy to do it. I have an image to protect. I'm not going to be flaunting around about the party. Anyways, it starts at 6 tonight, and it's already 3, so you should go ahead and start telling people the news.
"Okay. Fine. See you tonight I guess." I say and turn around. But I know deep down I'm not going to do it. I'm getting Gwen to do it.
Later with Gwen:
"Oh. My. God. Ohmygod! You want me to do this? Wow, okay. I am so honored," cheers Gwen as she basically jumps up and down.
She then pauses for a second. "Wait but why are you giving this job to me?" she asks.
"Because I have something more important to do."
Later AGAIN-
I rummage through my closet for what feels like hours until I catch my hands on this absolutely stunning maroon dress.
I then know right away that this will surprise Miguel. But, it's not like I want to surprise him. It's only because he basically dared me.. right?
I then look at the clock and realize it's almost 5, so I start getting ready.
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Looking at myself in the mirror, I knew that I ate it up.
I then look at my phone. 'Oh shoot. It's almost 6! Whatever. I'll be fashionably late.'
At the gala-
miguel's pov:
Glancing at my watch, I realize it's already 6:16. Where's Y/n? She's never late. Maybe she took my playful insult a little too far.. but I didn't mean it like that!
Out of nowhere, a short, blonde-haired spider woman walked up to me. She had a wine glass in her hand and was wearing this ugly yellow dress that obviously wasn't meant for her. She tried flirting with me, but I couldn't help but think of y/n. God, why do I keep thinking about her?
"Are you ignoring me? Wow, you're such a tease. Man, this suit does look good on you though," the blondie tries to seduce me.
"Thanks. Get out of my sight." I say and push her aside. She scoffs and wanders off to go find her next target.
I then look over to see Hobie and Pavitr looking off to the distance. I walk up to them and ask, "Who are we looking at?"
"Y/n of course. Boy, does she look drop-dead gorgeous tonight," gasps Pavitr.
I then look over and my jaw nearly drops. Y/n walks in wearing a beautiful maroon silk dress that slits on her right leg.
'Typical y/n. Being a tease. A really hot flirtatious tease...'
I immediately feel my cheeks burning up. "You good dude?" Hobie asks me.
"Yeah I'm fine," I reply, brushing him off. I can't deny this anymore. I think I have feelings for y/n.
y/n's pov:
Strutting into the gala, I notice a bunch of eyes on me, but I notice one specifically.
But who's eyes were those? Miguel O'Hara's.
I look at my phone to get my mind off of him, but I can't. God, why can't I? It's not like.. oh. It is like I like him.
"Hey." I look up to see Miguel in front of me. "Hey." I reply back.
"Want to get a drink?" he offers me his hand, but quickly puts it behind his back. "..Sure."
We walk over to the bar and sit down. "Scotch. The best you have," says Miguel. "Right away sir, and for you miss?" The bartender asks me. "A wine please. Any wine is fine," I tell him.
(You're both 21+ of course.)
The bartender nods and scurries off. "Any wine? Not their best?" Miguel asks me. "I simply like to drink wine. I don't need the best like you."
Miguel chuckles. "You're funny y/n. Always have been." I try to fight a rosy blush appearing on my cheeks, but I lose.
Miguel then leans towards me and puts a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Eres hermosa," Miguel smiles at me.
"Huh?" I ask him. I'm going to be honest, I know very little Spanish. "Hablo un poco español," I laugh.
Miguel then takes my hand and kisses it. "You are stunning as always; I hope you know that."
I giggle and bite my lip. Wait. I don't want to be a Debby Ryan dupe.
Miguel then dives in for a kiss, and I don't flinch. We start making out, and it was hot.
The bartender walks up with our drinks, widens his eyes, places down the drinks, then slowly backs up. He hits a shelf then quickly runs away awkwardly.
"I think.. I think I've fallen for you y/n," Miguel whispers into my ear. "Igualmente," I whisper back. "I thought you only spoke a little español?" "That doesn't mean none," I smile.
We then immediately continue making out. So, I guess I don't hate him? I guess I.. like him too?
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Love you all so so much!
-Layla
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