[ Matt doesn't say it but he needed this. A perfect excuse to make a big deal out of the man in front of him. Between the war and the weight on his heart from mourning it's good to stop and appreciate that someone extremely special is right by his side, to be thankful for the good times they've had together and the way their relationship has grown in the past few months.
He grins again at the feeling of Foggy's face warm with joy and stretched with a big grin. He gives an audible sigh of relief as Foggy informs him that he still has the original bracelet and then some, and most importantly that he likes the new one. ]
I wasn't sure what to give you until I found someone selling leatherware at the market. Turned out they had a little extra material they were willing to part with. You can't call this one a friendship bracelet though, you'll have to come up with something sappier.
[ Matt brushes his fingers over his cheek and leans in to peck him on the lips. ]
Just how many receipts and ticket stubs do you have stashed away? Hm. You must have it bad for me! Don't tell me you have the papers we worked on together or the tests we aced too. Where will there be space for my copies when our collections combine?
[ He's so caught up in the moment he doesn't give a second thought to the implication they might combine their belongings someday. He says it without hesitation, like a fact. ]
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He grins again at the feeling of Foggy's face warm with joy and stretched with a big grin. He gives an audible sigh of relief as Foggy informs him that he still has the original bracelet and then some, and most importantly that he likes the new one. ]
I wasn't sure what to give you until I found someone selling leatherware at the market. Turned out they had a little extra material they were willing to part with. You can't call this one a friendship bracelet though, you'll have to come up with something sappier.
[ Matt brushes his fingers over his cheek and leans in to peck him on the lips. ]
Just how many receipts and ticket stubs do you have stashed away? Hm. You must have it bad for me! Don't tell me you have the papers we worked on together or the tests we aced too. Where will there be space for my copies when our collections combine?
[ He's so caught up in the moment he doesn't give a second thought to the implication they might combine their belongings someday. He says it without hesitation, like a fact. ]