Injuries

Miles had forgiven everyone about the whole not letting him save his dad situation, but apparently his spider sense hadn’t so now his spider sense were broken, at random times it would just blare into his mind, his body would tense up or chills would crawl up his back. It made everything more difficult, miles was clumsy before the bite. His parent worried for him when he was young but even with many bruises and scratches he never broke a bone so to say their worried was short lived. Same thing with miles after years of getting randomly bruised and scratched he stopped caring for them, he stopped putting bandaids or ice on a bruised skin, after the spider bite he stopped getting them but once again that was short lived after because the spot and miguel had cause a mess to his instinct and emotional state.Not to say that Miguel and him were on bad terms, he and Miguel had a mutual understanding and actually started bonding over MIles Spanish homework, it was nice.

Even so his sense didn’t seem to be happy with such outcome that is started causing anxiety and adrenaline. with all the random spikes of panic it made him clumsy more than ever. Not only that but his sense stopped warning him.

He would be sitting in his chair leaning it back and if he had a stable spider sense he would get alerted that he’s about to fall backwards or he would be warned that there was a dresser he about to run in to, his sense weren’t limited to messing with his day to day life, he spiderman after all and the universe just loved to mess with him, it started to piss him off.

Just last week he was trying to catch a pickpocketer and ,bang, he hit himself on one of those street poles in daylight , people were staring at their spiderman who just hit himself on a pole, not the best publicly when you're supposed to be a coulated hero.

He couldn’t even sleep normally, even at night he would all of a sudden feel this alert for something, it isn’t a great way to wake up especially when he had school in the morning. The spike would wake him up and he wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep do to the adrenaline, waking up like that was the worst his body would start with chill and then tense it didn’t cause him to fall but it scared him.

But even with that it wasn’t the worst of problems, what was the worst was talking to Gwen or pav or even hobie and feeling this urge to run the hell away of whoever he’s talking to. Guilt would eat him up, why couldn’t he just talk to someone without feeling on edge.

Everything was getting into his head , due to the constant jolting alert and lack of sleep he started listening to his senses, it was an awful feeling. But as much as he hated it and wanted to blame it on the stupid luck he has it wasn’t, he knew deep now that his senses were connected to his feelings his actual feelings, he had forgave them but in reality he hadn’t felt safe, everyone assumed that thing would go back to normal and he had went along with it. He couldn’t forget the feelings of anxiety towards Miguel , his mind sometimes lead him into think that Miguel would snap and take his claws out , or that Gwen would trap him in the cell they use for anomalies or anybody in general, after hang out with what his senses would call danger it started to become hard to know where the actual danger was.

But he ignored them just like his injuries, which lead him to be in Miguel’s office with a worried Miguel.
He had been summoned right after school, he had expected a mission but it was clear this wasn’t, his sense told him to run, he anxiety flowing now as Miguel begins to speak.
“ nene I’m.. I’m worried “ Miguel starts to speak slowly like talking to someone would to a stray animal, it doesn’t help his yelling senses.

“ about what?” Miles asked, trying to ignore his screaming instincts.” Kid you can’t be serious, everyday you're coming in with bruises and scabs, you don’t even bother to hide them, nene que andas haciendo?” Miguel's worried tone but somehow there this stern tone flowing through, Miguel seems to has a type of idea that Miles is doing something he isn’t supposed to.

It quite for seconds as Miles processes the information through his very distracting screaming sense , Miguel sighes and moves closer to Miles, Miles finches back towards the door on instinct, his senses taking over for that hover of a second that make Miguel’s movement too fast, too close.

Miguel takes his hand back, concern on his face. “niño, antes de que hablemos, quiero que sepas que te amo y que puedes hablarme de lo que quieras”
Kid, before we talk, I want you to know that I love you and that you can talk to me about whatever you want

It clicks to miles on what Miguel is implying, “ oh I’m not being abused “ miles said

“kid I’m not saying your are but you can trust me I what I’m saying “ Miguel replies having the same tone of worry and stern that is gentle, Miguel doesn’t really seem to believe Miles which makes sense, miles had multiple bruises in this every moment and some were big enough to seem like someone had dare to laid there hands on him.

“I-umm” Miles hesitantly start, he doesn’t want to say it he doesn’t want to tell Miguel that he broke his senses because in reality Miguel had started this, being chased from what your instinct tell you is the good guy isn’t an issue that fixes itself, and with the fact that it has been months since the chase and it also been months that he had “forgiven” everyone just made guilt.

God he already had guilt about make Miguel worry and making him think he’s gotten himself in a toxic relationship

So he blurts it out “ my spidey senses are broken”
And it take a second for Miguel to process

“ que?” Miguel starts and before Miles replies Miguel tone changes into a protective and stern manner “ are you telling me that I’ve been sending you out on missions with broken senses, that you haven’t even told anyone” Miguel states

And miles had expected a different reaction but he can’t complain as if Miguel had a turned annoyed or angry he is pretty sure his senses that were still blasting would have won.

“ yeah”

Miguel sighes tiredly,” god kid your gonna give me gray hair” he states , fondness mixed with the stern tone.

Do you know why they aren’t working?, Miguel asks. And Miles hesitate on answering the question because this is it the one he’s been dreading, of telling the man he see as a second father that his senses are fucked up due to him. There’s an awkward silence or maybe it's awkward to miles because Miguel looks at him Patiently and concerned, as Miguel starts to open his mouth Miles beats him as he blurts out again before he can fully think through and understand what he’s about to say.

“sense to not know what’s dangerous exactly because i now hang out with the exact people that chased me down” he speaks quickly and guiltily.

Another sigh but this one has an emotion that miles can’t quite put, but he doesn’t because it becomes evident as Miguel speaks with
“Okay that make sense, I’m assuming your senses are connected with your emotions”
Okay…?
Mile thinks and is quick to point out without thinking ironically, “ what do you mean okay, you should be, should be-“ Miles hesitates and Miguel takes it “mad?”
Miles nods yes.

Kid I’m not gonna be mad at you , with what I did you shouldn’t have forgiven me so easily, I’m not gonna make this about me it your feelings not mine I don’t and should never have an opinion on it, Miguel says And miles listen he relieved.
“Have you slept?” Miguel changes the subject knowing that Miles probably won’t want to finish this conversation right now, miles nod no and Miguel guides him to the couch in the dark corner of his office giving miles a blanket and tells him to sleep.

Later miles and Miguel have a conversation about how miles shouldn’t be guilty nor should forget what happened.