Chapter 1
Marking the fresh sheets of paper from the newly organized stack on her desk, she let's out a hum of content, satisfied with the work of her students. Glancing at the clock, she takes in the time. 7:38pm. I should grab some chicken from the shops before they close… She plans on making a warm chicken soup when she gets home.
As it nears 8:00pm, Y/N packs up her things, putting away the stack of papers in her bag, hoping to get some more work done at home before the lecture she needs to teach tomorrow. Locking up her office, she walks to her car, driving the shops in hunt for her chicken. Suddenly, she gets a call.
"Hey Y/N! Are you making it to Spider Society for Christmas?" A masculine voice from the other end of the phone asks. "Hobie! Honestly, I'm swamped with work, but I'll try to swing by! Should I bring anything with me? Mayne a few gifts or?" Hobie chuckles from the other end. "Not at all, little lady. Maybe something for Mayday, but we are just gonna have some dinner together." She sighs in relief, her planning skills not always being the best. "Alright Hobs, I'll do my best! I need to go, but hope to see you soon!" He tells her to be safe, hanging up the call.
Stepping out of the car, she heads into the shop, grabbing a cart on the way in. Skimming through the aisles, she grabs little things to prep her lunch for the next week. Oo~ That ramen pack looks nice, haven't seen that flavour from this brand. She chucks it into the cart, planning to eat it tomorrow in her office. Finally, she reaches the meat section, grabbing her chicken breast, as well as a salmon that she can cut into smaller portions for later.
Checking her items out, Y/N gets a notification on her watch. "Sorry for the late email Ms. L/N, but do you have any review packages for the upcoming midterm?" An email from one of her students. She makes a mental note to reply to them tonight. She finishes purchasing her goods, walking back to her car, putting them in the passenger seat. Linking her phone to her car, she plays "Magnolia" by Laufey. Gently singing the song on the drive back.
Entering her small, yet comforting house she inherited from her Great Aunt, she puts her groceries away, grabbing what she needs to prepare her chicken soup. Setting up little candles and her speakers, she cooks her heart away. Just as she's all settled in on the couch, papers all ready to be graded, there's a thud at the door.
Grumbling, she opens the door, being met with her boss- well other boss in another dimension. "Miguel? Oh shit- come inside!" She takes in his hunched over form, a gash at his side that he's trying to put pressure on. Leading him into the guest bedroom, she make him lay down on the bed, grabbing her medical supplies from another room.
"You know, I keep telling you that you should stay put at HQ and let other Spiders handle the dirty work." She sighs, cleaning the wound, preparing to stitch it up. He huffs, not replying to what she said, instead staring at the ceiling. "Come on, you're too hot headed to be going out on missions alone." She tries to explain to Miguel, but he's just not having it. "What do you know, hm? You're just a nurse" She scoffs, offended at his reply. "I'm not just a nurse you know, I only work for you because of your stupidity in this dimension!" She jabs back, referring to their first meeting.
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Walking back to campus after grabbing some lunch, Y/N passes by a rundown looking shop, hearing the painful groans of a man being emitted. She carefully approaches the shop making herself known. "Hello? Do you need any help?" A gorgeous man with a scowl on his face pokes his head out, groaning at the rings of the bells on the door. Y/N spots him sitting in the corner, looking pale and famished. As well as a large cut adorning his arm.
She takes notice of this, bringing out the medical supply kit she keeps in her bag. "Sir? May I help you? I have a PhD in BioPhysics, let me patch you up if you won't go to a hospital." She gently speaks to him. Y/N stands there, waiting for a response. Looking at the time, she emails her students that class is canceled, putting her focus on the man in front of her. He looks at her hesitantly, yet a sharp look on his face. The pain overtaking him, he allows her to help.
As she works delicately, she doesn't ask questions, just trying to help. He watches her technique like a hawk, watching for any errors. Instead, he takes note of her different technique, one much more advanced than in his own dimension.
"Alright, you're all patched up. Here, eat this and get going, this shop isn't the best to hide in.." Y/N hands him her leftover lunch she didn't get to finish, just the other half of her grilled cheese sandwich. He takes it, letting out a small thank you as he bites into it.
Looking at the door, she feels like she should stay with him a bit longer. Striking up a conversation, she asks "I'm Y/N, Y/N L/N. May I know your name?" He glances at her the inviting tone in her voice egging him on. "I'm Miguel, Miguel O'Hara." A quick, yet sharp sentence, hoping she won't ask anything about why he's hurt. "Do you need anything? A ride somewhere, maybe a call?" She can't help but feel the need to help, it's like this strong pull drawing her to his weakened stature.
Despite the glare adorning his face, he's grateful for the generosity Y/N has shown him. He's even impressed with her work. So impressed that he asks, "You're quite the medic… Are you looking for a job on the side?" She's taken aback by this, relishing in the fact that someone notices her work. "I'm not particularly looking for something, but I wouldn't be opposed... Why?" She's wary, yet curious. "Here's a watch, I'll catch you up on the details later, but for now, I'll contact you on this watch." And with that, he disappears
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Miguel sighs, knowing she's right. He doesn't want to give in though, but he just might have to. "I want you off your feet for a while. No missions, no work." She tries to reason with him. "Okay, you know what? I'll stay out of the game for a week, but I'm still gonna be working." He says as a compromise. Content with his answer, she finishes up her work.
Y/N leaves the room, shuffling around the house. She comes back with a bowl of chicken soup, feeding Miguel. "I'm not a baby, stop feeding me!" Miguel says, frustrated at her actions. "Ya! You hand is cut open, your ribs are brushed. I will feed you and send you back to Spider Society. Now shut up and eat." She's angry as she says this, acting like his own mother when he got sick. Out of reflex, Miguel complies.
After feeding him and letting his rest for a bit, she calls Lyla, telling her that she's bringing Miguel back. Hopping through the portal, she supports Miguel and gifts him to Peter B.
"He's all set for the night, make sure he doesn't go on missions for the week. I'll be back to check on him soon." She says to Peter, making sure he's listening. "I've got it all covered Y/N, don't you worry!" He shoots back. They exchange goodbyes and she hops back to her dimension, ready to finally eat her soup.
Instead of the couch, she gets in her bed with soup. Grabbing her laptop and papers, she starts to grade while she eats, shooting off an email back to the student previously, saying she'll go over it tomorrow in class. Finally, she puts her bowl in the kitchen and tucks herself away into bed, playing a podcast in the background to help her sleep.
Right as she's just about to drift off into a dream, she feels a weight on her bed shifting around. Sitting back up, she looks around the bed, spotting a black, jelly like creature. Suddenly, it pounces on her chest, absorbing into her painfully. This goes on for a few minutes, her screams of agony filling the house.
It settles down, but she feels so hungry even though she just ate dinner. Running to the kitchen, she scours the fridge for anything. In the freezer, she spots tater tots. Popping them into the air fryer for a few minutes, she searches for anything else to eat. Finding a chocolate bar in her cabinet, Y/N devours it like a mad woman. Hearing a beep from the air fryer, she doesn't even care nor can she even feel the heat of the tater tots, she just pops them into her mouth.
"Mm~ yummy. Feed us more!" A dark and raspy voice in her head calls out. OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK??? Y/N is in pure shock, maybe she's going insane. Who.. Who are you? Then, the jelly thing comes out of her shoulder, now having a face. A terrifying, yet pretty cool face.
"I am Venom.”