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The Spider-Society, pretty neat isn’t it?
If you were to go in it, you’d find people from all around the globe and multiverse, from Miles Morales to Plushy-Spider-Man.
The leader of all of this, is Miguel O’Hara.
Known for his bloodthirsty brutal and aggressive personality, his mood swings and the fears he brought to others..
He wasn’t… really the easiest to be around, that was why people mostly weren’t around him.
But if you were to look further, you’d find Peter Benjamin Parker, one of the first members, and probably the closest to Miguel after Jess.
He was sweet and patient, he found time to pop to check on nearly ever Spider-Man in this society, to help them and to listen to them.
Even if he’s jokes we’re a little corny he was a determined and hard working man that people could rely on, you wouldn’t hear not even one bad word about him if you asked around.
Who wouldn’t like Peter? Well. Miguel didn’t, or so he convinced himself.
Peter knew his struggles, he had seen Miguel in his highs and lows, even if he didn’t open up or talk and kept pushing him away, Peter always got back up and gave him a hand where he could.
Parker was strong, he shrug off Miguel’s eye rolls and orders to get out of his office and offensive behavior, he always asked him out for lunch (as he did for others, but always either asked Miguel first or only him)
Or how he lingered with Miguel after missions, he would make sure everyone got back to their own universe and then would make sure Miguel is okay
Or how he would show him pictures of Mayday to ease the pain of his loss, or how he would alway accept his request or do what he asked him.
After a while, Peter and Miguel had picked up quite a routine.
In the morning, Peter how heavy coffee with him, or bring him some and say Good morning
In the evening he’s ask him out for lunch, not always but at least one time every two days
In the afternoon he’d help the other clean up after mission and then pay more attention to Miguel, making sure he had the care he needed
All of these, with some small interactions in between
After a while, Miguel came to realize he didn’t.. mind Peter’s visits or requests, he didn’t mind them at all.
But he was later to find out.. he actually craved them.
But for now, their routine would go as always, and Miguel found himself being more keen to accept his offers and having him in his office without really being bothered by him, actually quite enjoying his company.
But.. that was until one day, he snapped at him.. for now reason.
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They opened the portal back to the HQ, Miguel stepped right out, injured.
Peter was carrying on his shoulders and arms at least 5 Spider-Men, as he called over some medics and he made sure they got taken care of.
Peter was heavily injured too, but he didn’t take much notice or care.
He checked over on everyone, cracking a few jokes and laughs to make them feel better, and it was pretty much working.. until Miguel came over.
He stood right in front of Peters back, as Peter chatted. And he looked pissed.
Miguel unleashed his claws and grabbed Peter’s shoulder, and he twisted him so that he was facing him, holding tightly onto his shoulder
Peter was taken by surprise, but as his gaze met Miguel’s, he smirked, one of his classics smirks
“What’s up Migs?” He said, with a smile on his face,
He was bubbly as ever, maybe even more, as he cheered up the others, his toothy smiles and the warmness that surrounded Peter like everyday
“What do you think Parker? The Anomaly escaped and you’re here cracking jokes?” He said as he leaned in and he flashed him his fangs, as if he was to bite him and rip his skin apart bite my bite
Miguel held tightly onto him, his eyes redder than ever, staring through him, as if he was cutting right through his skull and soul, his gaze piercing enough to cut through metal and steal.
Peter’s smile faded slightly, but he was used at Miguel being a dick to him, he thought it was normal Miguel just taking out his anger onto him, like he always did…
“I’m-“ Miguel cut him off, as he pulled him closer by the collar of his green jacket, making Peter stand onto his tip-toes, he nearly lifted him up, and Peter’s breath got caught up into his throat
“I don’t know what does around your brain, but I’m tired of this attitude of yours. We’re not friends. We’re co-workers, actually, I’m your boss so you-“
Peter cut him off, confused as his brows furrowed “What are you talking about..?” He said, as he looked right at Miguel, as the other Spider-Man’s just watched
Miguel felt rage, he shoved Peter right onto the cold cemented floor or the post Mission room, the shove was hard, but Peter was already heavily injured so that added onto his cuts and bruises
As Peter feel to the floor, a few ran to him, Peter groaned in pain as he looked over to Miguel, confused.. but mostly hurt.
“You’re fucking useless. Don’t you even dare show your face to me ever again.” Miguel growled at him, as he gritted his teeth together.
Peter blankly stared at him, he just.. nodded, everything hurted, the way he threw him down as if he was unwanted trash, it was just something he wasn’t.. used to
With that, he just left, heading into his office and Spider-people shouted behind him, arguing to how he treated Peter
He ignored them, as he just shut himself into his that pit of darkness with dim hazel lights of his monitors, monitoring everything as always.. he thought to himself, 'Peter is probably get past that.. right?'