Mami

Mami

Prompt: Miguel calling you a pet name for the first time

Miguel opened the door with a turn of a key you'd gifted him. Unlike his apartment, yours was filled with a warmth he had missed after losing his family. Miguel had missed the feeling of belonging, and you had given it to him.

Instead of you coming out to embrace him with hugs and kisses, as usual. Instead, he was welcomed by the sound of soft singing and the sizzling of oil.

Silently, Miguel walks toward the kitchen, watching your hips smoothly sway as you stand in front of your stove frying food. A small smile stretches on Miguel's lips, happy to see you after his long day of capturing anomalies.

Sneaking up behind you, he can hear you softly singing Light Shower with a tender smile blossoming on your face.

"But you made me want to plan out my last days on earth eating you..." The feeling of arms wrapped around your waist causes you to abruptly stop singing. Looking back at the shell submerged in the boiling oil checking it before turning in the arms of the man behind you. "Well, hello handsome."

"Mh," A content hum escapes Miguel's mouth as he looks down at you, utterly lovestruck by you. "Why'd you stop singing, mami?"

"Well, because- wait, what?"

"I asked why you stopped singing."

"Yeah, but. Uh, you called me mami."

"Did you not want me to?" Concern laced his voice, eyebrows furrowed, worried he made you uncomfortable.

You look at Miguel in surprise, immediately reaching your hands up to cup his cheeks. Rubbing your thumbs along his tan skin. "I like it." Standing on your tippy toes, you leaned up to pepper kisses along his face. "It just surprised me is all."

"Alright, mami." He kisses your lips softly, smiles taking over your faces.

The sound of your sope shells boiling in the oil causes you to rip away from your boyfriend and turn to the stove. You fish the shell out of the oil with tongs, revealing a dark brown shell.

"Son of a-" Before you're able to finish, Miguel plants his lips upon yours, successfully calming you down.

Pulling away, Miguel takes the tongs from your hand. "I'll take it from here, amor."

A/n: so, in advance, there are oc characters. The names are: Ryan, Tyler, Aurora, and ofc [Name]

even in other universes, i'll love you

"Dude, why are there so many butterflies today?" Stepping inside Mount Justice, Wally was bombarded by colorful butterflies. He swatted at them, trying to get the winged creatures away from his face.

Artemis popped out her head from around the corner, waving the redhead over, which he reluctantly followed.

"What's all of this abo-" The blonde puts a hand over his mouth. "You never stop talking, do you?" She hisses at him.

With a roll of his eyes, Wally averts his attention to a few other teenagers who were conversing with his friends. One person catches his attention.

A girl surrounded by butterflies.

Curiously, she observes everyone, taking an extreme interest in Kaldur, but quickly looks at the speedster with butterflies attached to his body.

He watches her eyes widen. "Oh my goodness!" She races over to him, lightly shoving past her friends, and walks over to Wally. "I'm so sorry. They don't usually act this way." Carefully she guides the creature off his body and onto hers. "I don't know what's gotten into them."

"It's, uhm, it's alright." He took in the scene, ignoring Artemis's smirk, thinking the girl before he looked like a princess straight from the movies. "I'm Wally."

"[Name]." She smiles at him, eyes crinkling, making his heart race faster than usual. "It's nice to finally meet you, Wally. Your friends speak highly of you."

"Really?" He only receives a head nod.

Wally's caught off guard when a butterfly lands on his nose. "She really likes you." [Name] can see how Miss Claudina latched onto him, almost as though she was hugging him. "Would you like to keep her?"

"[Name]! You can't just give them away!" Your team leader, Ryan, yells at her.

She gives a shrug to the boy. "If it will make Miss Claudina happy, I will."

"I don't know." Wally responses while [Name] gets dragged away. "Butterflies don't live that long. A month max."

"Not mine." You pull away to share with him. Placing your hand before your mouth so the others couldn't see, forening a secret. "They only die if you don't feed them. They die in action, or if anything happens to me. Miss Claudina should live a long life if handled correctly."

"I don't know..."

"I trust you with her."

"How will we get home?" [Name] asked, looking at the Justice League members. Her team members nodded in agreement.

"Yeah," Tyler looks at the older superheroes. "We've missed so much school."

"If Aurora got you all here in the first place," Batman looks at the girl asleep on the medical bed. "She should be able to get you back. We've tried letting her come to on her own, but we may need to try and wake her up."

[Name] and Ryan shared a look, then glanced down at their injured friend. "That will cause her more pain, yes?"

"She has already suffered enough. Can we not wait for her to wake up on her own?" The butterfly user questions, swinging her arms in protest. "She isn't in the best condition. How do we know she'll be able to use her powers?"

"You kids have been here for over two months." Canary tries to reason. "You all need to get back to your world."

"We aren't risking Aurora!"

Outside the med bay, the young justice team listens, hearing the pained voices trying to defend their friend. As much as they knew it was logical to send the group of four home, the thought of risking the youngest of the group weighed heavily.

"Hey, KF," Robin nudges Wally, knocking him out of his trance. "You gonna miss her when she leaves?"

"Who?"

"Name and probably Miss Claudina," Rob answers nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders at his friend's now sad expression. "The butterfly will probably choose her handler over you in the end, so ya know."

"Yeah, I get it, jerk."

The door to the med bay swings open, and Ryan bursts out, followed closely by [Name] and her 'friends' fluttering close behind. Ryan looks furious, his purple eyes shining with his anger.

"Ryan! Come on!" [Name] calls out chasing the brunette through the hall, to the room the leader had temporarily claimed, only to have the door closed in her face.

In front of the door, she places her forehead on the metal material as an exhausted sigh escapes her lips. This wasn't the time for them to be angry at one another; they had to keep their cools and stick together. It seemed as though others had different plans.

"You okay?"

Still with her forehead against the door, a smile stretches across her lips. One of the highlights of [Name]'s time here. "I'm fine, but the others aren't." Turning around, she met the green eyes she'd grown to adore in her time here. "You wanna watch another one of the movies from here?"

"Yeah, I'd like that." Not wanting to waste time, Wally uses his speed to get her to the couch in less than 2 seconds. "Here you are, madam."

"Aw, such a gentleman." The smile remains on her face, watching as the speedster fiddles with the remote trying to find a good movie to play. "I'm gonna miss this."

"Huh?"

"When we leave. I'm going to miss you, Wally." [Name] provides a giggle to occupy the awkward silence from her words. "Sorry for dampening the mood. It's just- it's just, the time I've spent here, with you, I'm really going to miss it."

"I'll miss it too." He puts the remote on the small table beside him, taking her hand.

Looking down at their connected hands, [Name] heart races. The excitement she feels shows in the butterflies lingering around Mount Justice. "I really like you, Wally."

"I really like you too." The speedster looks into her eyes, feeling the nervousness radiating off [Name]. "I think I fell in love with you these last few months you've been here."

"I think I'm falling."

Wally softly smiles at [Name]. "Can I kiss you?"

Nodding her head, [Name]'s eyes practically sparkle when Wally's lips contact hers. It was a quick peck, but it made the two happy. Wally practically vibrates with happiness while multiple red butterflies land on [Name]'s hair.

"Even in other universes, I'll love you, [Name]."

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Reader

Warning: Mentions of sunburn, Miguel being a helpful boyfriend, soft Miguel, weird ending (idk how to end stories)

A/n: So I went to the beach and got severely sunburnt, and I am in pain as I write this. So, I'm writing this from my experience and indulging myself. I'm out of ideas now.

Caring

When you left the house to go with friends to the beach, Miguel was only concerned with you getting hit on while he wasn't around. The bikini you wore to achieve your tan was sure to attract attention.

He didn't expect you to come home a completely different shade and hissing in pain.

Instead of rushing to hug him like usual, you stood at the door, trying not to move. Miguel stares at you, concerned, as he takes the red tint to the skin surrounding your nose and cheeks.

"You alright?" Miguel takes the bag off your shoulder, watching you groan. "Too much sun."

"Way too much." You look up at him. "We were out there for like 8 hours. I think I got sun sickness."

Miguel smiles at you, moving you both toward the bathroom. "But you had fun, right?"

"A lot. I didn't want to get in the ocean, but Bee dragged me in." You let out a sigh that hurt from the seawater you'd accidentally consumed earlier.

With your boyfriend's help, you take the t-shirt dropped over your torso off, the feeling of the material so uncomfortable you stop breathing to help the pain.

Miguel's eyes widened at how red your entire back and chest were. It's times like this, he was pleased he had faster healing. It looked painful; the abnormal shade of your skin made him cringe. He could only imagine what you felt like. Gently, he places a hand on your shoulder, feeling the heat that remains under the skin.

Your shoulders reminded him of a heating pad.

"Come on, amor. Let's get you in that shower." Miguel helps you take off your shorts and bikini as gently as possible before making you go to the shower.

He turns on the shower inside, ensuring the water is cold to battle the heat lingering under your skin. Reaching up, Miguel puts the nozzle on the softest setting while holding it over your shoulders and back. A hum of relief escapes your throat as the cold water washes down your body.

"Thank you, Miggy." An exhausted smile takes over your lips, enjoying the tender loving Miguel offers, and you take it without hesitation. It always made your heart soar when he took care of you when you could not do it yourself. "I appreciate you beyond words."

"It's what I'm here for." A loving smile graces his face as he stares at your content expression. "Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you something?"

Opening your eyes, you nod your head. "Can I have a sandwich or something?"

Miguel hums and hands you the shower nozzle. "Mhm. I'll see you out there, yeah" Receiving a small 'yeah' back in response, Miguel leaves the bathroom, letting you finish your shower.

Staying in the bathroom, rinsing your body with the ice cold water until the hunger and exhaustion of your day start eating at you. Turning off the water and soon stepping out of the tub, you dab yourself with the soft towel, not wanting to aggravate your burning skin. Quietly walking to your and Miguel's shared bedroom, you grab a pair of loose boxers and roam shirtless.

It hurt too much to have a shirt over your sick skin.

Peering out of the bedroom, you spot Miguel slowly making the sandwiches. A tired smile makes it to your lips as you creep up behind the mountain of a man.

It's times like this; you're glad he lacks the famous spidey sense.

Behind your boyfriend, you softly place your hands on his hips, lazily linking your arms around him, embracing your love.

"Thank you for taking care of me."

An airy laugh escapes Miguel, and he peeks over his shoulder, seeing your half-lidded eyes staring straight at him. "I'll do it anytime. Now, cielo, why are you basically naked?"

"Don't act like you don't enjoy the view." You place a kiss in the middle of his back. "The shirt's material hurts, so we go nakey until further notice."

"Maybe you should get sunburnt more often." Miguel turns around and smiles down at your fatigued and red face.

"Har har." You position your hands behind him and lay him on his butt, giving him a squeeze. "Only if I get to enjoy the view too."

"You're such a dork."

Masterlist

Miguel O'Hara: Mami Caring

Wally West: even in other universes, i'll love you