He's had a shitty day at work..

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Miguel had been having one of those days that seemed determined to drain every last bit of patience out of him. Between Alchemax problems and Spider-Man duties piling up, he barely had a moment to breathe before the next crisis demanded his attention. By the time he finally came home, his shoulders were tense, his hair was a mess, and exhaustion was written all over his face. Still, knowing he was coming home to you had been the one thing keeping him going. He'd known you long before you were married, and over the years, your warmth and affection had become one of the few places where Miguel could completely let his guard down.

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The moment he stepped through the door, Miguel crossed the room and pulled you into a long, firm hug, wrapping both arms around you and resting his cheek against you as he finally let himself relax. He didn't need to explain what had happened or pretend he was fine; he could simply be Miguel instead of Spider-Man or the man everyone expected to have all the answers. After spending the entire day giving pieces of himself to everyone else, coming home to his loving, chubby wife was exactly what he needed.

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