You're amazing, that's what that means. Don't worry, I'll give you an itemized presentation later.
[ No one appreciates Matt enough just for existing, as far as Foggy's concerned. Even Foggy's been remiss there, since he's pretty sure the last time he waxed poetic about all of Matt's virtues and tried to thank him just for being himself was when he was drunk just after graduation.
There are a lot more things that Foggy appreciates now, and he kind of thinks they both could use it after that.
Foggy squeezes his hand back as they wait out the silence, hoping like hell that the old shithead is actually gone, at least for the rest of the night. He's... hesitant to try to pull Matt into his lap again, even if that's what he wants more than anything, but he's not sure where they're at right now and he knows he couldn't handle Matt pulling away again.
He settles for curling his other hand around the back of Matt's neck, fingers scratching soothingly through Matt's hair. ]
You don't have to apologize for him, or for the situation. Don't get me wrong, it really sucked, but I'd rather be here for it.
I - [ And he hesitates, because he's still got Matt's hand pressed against his chest, which means Matt's going to know if he lies. He's still not quite sure how good those heart reading skills are - apparently not enough to tell what kind of love Foggy meant when he said I love you buddy or to pick up the nuances in his attraction.
It's just he's pretty sure it'll register as a flat out lie if he says that he knows that, and he doesn't want to do that to Matt. Right now he hasn't been able to shake off the resurfacing of some of his doubts, but that doesn't mean he always has them. ]
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[ No one appreciates Matt enough just for existing, as far as Foggy's concerned. Even Foggy's been remiss there, since he's pretty sure the last time he waxed poetic about all of Matt's virtues and tried to thank him just for being himself was when he was drunk just after graduation.
There are a lot more things that Foggy appreciates now, and he kind of thinks they both could use it after that.
Foggy squeezes his hand back as they wait out the silence, hoping like hell that the old shithead is actually gone, at least for the rest of the night. He's... hesitant to try to pull Matt into his lap again, even if that's what he wants more than anything, but he's not sure where they're at right now and he knows he couldn't handle Matt pulling away again.
He settles for curling his other hand around the back of Matt's neck, fingers scratching soothingly through Matt's hair. ]
You don't have to apologize for him, or for the situation. Don't get me wrong, it really sucked, but I'd rather be here for it.
I - [ And he hesitates, because he's still got Matt's hand pressed against his chest, which means Matt's going to know if he lies. He's still not quite sure how good those heart reading skills are - apparently not enough to tell what kind of love Foggy meant when he said I love you buddy or to pick up the nuances in his attraction.
It's just he's pretty sure it'll register as a flat out lie if he says that he knows that, and he doesn't want to do that to Matt. Right now he hasn't been able to shake off the resurfacing of some of his doubts, but that doesn't mean he always has them. ]
I'm working on remembering that I know that.