[ Really, the only thing Foggy feels like he might've accepted an apology for is Matt jerking away from him in the beginning there - but even that he understands, no matter how much it hurt. It's... definitely something they'll have to talk about, of course, at some point, but there was a whole hell of a lot there and Foggy's still trying to sort through it and pick which issues to start with.
That hadn't been what he planned when he thought about nudging Matt towards talking to him about things, but they're out now, and he'll take it.
There's a part of him that'd known that Matt'd do whatever he could to quell Foggy's hesitations, no matter how carefully he tried to phrase his response, but he still never gets tired of his faith in Matt coming through. There's a shuddery breath as Matt takes his face in his hands, and tries to make an approximation of eye contact. And God, Foggy appreciates the gesture so damn much - Matt's eyes are absolutely beautiful, all right, and he still feels a little thrill when Matt lets himself be that vulnerable around him.
Still, he leans in to rest his forehead against Matt's, to press a brief kiss to each of his eyes, to make sure that Matt can feel his response. ]
That's a lot of words to tell me I'm special. [ He says like he isn't shifting down to press his smile to Matt's cheek, like the warmth and love isn't completely obvious in his voice. God he loves Matt more than anything, and he still can't believe he's allowed to express it as much as he wants. ]
First - hey, I know I've said it before, but I'm going to keep saying it so you're just going to have to put up with it - of course you deserve kindness and happiness. You don't have to do anything to deserve those, you just do. You're worth loving just as you are. But it's okay to be confused about that after everything. Second -
[ Foggy pauses for a moment as he considers his words, running his fingers absently trough Matt's hair. ]
I know everyone says that love is huge and messy and scary, but it doesn't have to be, Matt. Not with you and me. Love is - love is this. It's knowing that at the end of the day, whether it was good or bad, whether we argued or agreed, I'll always have your back and you'll always have mine. [ He kisses him, then, and he means to keep it brief, but, well, he maybe gets a little bit distracted.
By the time he pulls away, he's a little bit breathless, and it definitely shows in his voice. ]
We've had this all along; we just didn't call it what it was because we were stupid and scared. And I - I have my own things I worry about that I need to work through, but I'm not stupid, and I'm not scared. Not when it's you.
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That hadn't been what he planned when he thought about nudging Matt towards talking to him about things, but they're out now, and he'll take it.
There's a part of him that'd known that Matt'd do whatever he could to quell Foggy's hesitations, no matter how carefully he tried to phrase his response, but he still never gets tired of his faith in Matt coming through. There's a shuddery breath as Matt takes his face in his hands, and tries to make an approximation of eye contact. And God, Foggy appreciates the gesture so damn much - Matt's eyes are absolutely beautiful, all right, and he still feels a little thrill when Matt lets himself be that vulnerable around him.
Still, he leans in to rest his forehead against Matt's, to press a brief kiss to each of his eyes, to make sure that Matt can feel his response. ]
That's a lot of words to tell me I'm special. [ He says like he isn't shifting down to press his smile to Matt's cheek, like the warmth and love isn't completely obvious in his voice. God he loves Matt more than anything, and he still can't believe he's allowed to express it as much as he wants. ]
First - hey, I know I've said it before, but I'm going to keep saying it so you're just going to have to put up with it - of course you deserve kindness and happiness. You don't have to do anything to deserve those, you just do. You're worth loving just as you are. But it's okay to be confused about that after everything. Second -
[ Foggy pauses for a moment as he considers his words, running his fingers absently trough Matt's hair. ]
I know everyone says that love is huge and messy and scary, but it doesn't have to be, Matt. Not with you and me. Love is - love is this. It's knowing that at the end of the day, whether it was good or bad, whether we argued or agreed, I'll always have your back and you'll always have mine. [ He kisses him, then, and he means to keep it brief, but, well, he maybe gets a little bit distracted.
By the time he pulls away, he's a little bit breathless, and it definitely shows in his voice. ]
We've had this all along; we just didn't call it what it was because we were stupid and scared. And I - I have my own things I worry about that I need to work through, but I'm not stupid, and I'm not scared. Not when it's you.