[ It's cheeky, bright and a little too pleased with himself, but it's a testament to how far he and Matt have come that there's no hesitation there. It's the same surety that he would've had before the big reveal, that clearly Matt needs him in his life to show him amazing new ways of thinking like how to let someone take care of you.
It almost makes up for his hesitation in the other aspect of their relationship. Or at least, Foggy tells himself that it does, even though even he can't convince himself that Matt hasn't noticed it. He knows Matt's expressions probably about as well as Matt knows the way he smells, or whatever - and that as much as anything else had been a huge part in understanding and reconciling what Matt knew about him from them - and as cute as that little brow wrinkle is, he knows it means Matt's concerned.
And he could try to clarify what he means, it's just - he doesn't really know how to, and it's a lot easier to keep going with the selfish thing.
Especially when he gets a real chuckle from that, and oh, Foggy is such a goner for that little grin. ]
Not the same way I want to take care of you. [ He pauses, just long enough to let his slightly sly tone speak for itself - before he goes right ahead and speaks for it anyway. ] That was a sex joke, just in case you didn't get that.
[ And then Matt goes and brings up the sweetheart thing he hadn't even realized he'd done until it's pointed out for him. Foggy flushes briefly, ready to tell him that he won't do it again if it's something that Matt's not into, except - nope, this is a very different conversation. Oh. ]
But you were. I wasn't sure if you'd like it. And I know, I could've practiced this whole healthy communication thing we have going and asked, but - it's you. I had to spend a long time training myself to say buddy and man when I really wanted to say honey and sweetheart.
[ Sure did just admit that most of the time he was using bro nicknames he meant it the way he would've used a pet name, but, well, what's out is out. ]
[ Foggy making cheeky remarks and Matt laughing; this feels right, and Matt thinks faintly that he doesn't ever want to give up their refound comfort with each other. Matt catches on from Foggy's sly tone what he means by "taking care" but nods with an "ah" anyway at the explanation, laughing some more. They are definitely coming back around to that subject, and he'd be more than happy to show Foggy that he really meant it when he was assuring him he was special.
Foggy gets a snort of a laugh during the second it takes him to realize he really did say sweetheart. The idea he'd been talking that way all along with subsitute affections, Matt's face goes a little rosy as he smiles at that, worried signs subsiding for the moment. Matt's fingertips trace absently on the back of Foggy's neck as he sits straighter and attempts to look serious as he replies ]
Yeah? I love you too, dude.
[ He only holds the serious expression for that long before cracking up. ]
I guess I didn't date many petname types now that you mention it. Or it didn't get serious enough that it felt right for me to say, even if they threw names around casually. I don't know, I guess I thought I'd be bad at it... and I never reached the point where I thought I could try.
[ And he turns a deeper shade of pink as he realizes how deeply he's thinking- overthinking? this. ]
The only people who called me nicknames were supposed to be like family. My dad, the nuns and some of the kids at the orphanage...
[ Stick. But he'll avoid bringing him up unless necessary for the rest of the night. ]
I don't mind if you slip in some more of that along with buddy and man. Or if you want to call me Matty like they did? It feels right. You're my family, my home... And I don't have to force myself to say that or that I love you like no other. I'm just saying what I'm feeling, Fo- Foggy My Love.
[ Please believe. His smile goes crooked as he stammers out the end. ]
Don't you make fun of me. It worked, didn't it? Better than stumbling over myself.
[ Like he did the first time they met, but that's beside the point. The point is that he'd gotten Matt to blush a little, and now they can tease each other about it, and, well. He doesn't have to hold it back any more, apparently.
He's grinning widely at Matt's laughter, and it doesn't fade when Matt starts to think out loud about the petname thing, though it does soften a little. Maybe Matt is overthinking it, but damn Foggy loves that about him.
Stick. Foggy's mind goes there, too, but he also knows that some of his own relatives have called him Matty - thanks Uncle Timmy - so he lets the thought pass without mentioning it, too. There's been enough Stick around tonight.
And he should try to stay realistic here, he really should - but Matt calls him my love and Foggy just melts. He can't ever be the person who tells Matt that it isn't enough or that he doesn't believe him when he's pouring out his feelings. Whatever the future might hold, whatever choices Matt might make, they don't matter right now.
All that matters is Matt saying that he feels the same way Foggy does, and if Foggy can't believe him about that, he might as well put the brakes on right now.
But he can, and he does, and he leans in to press a kiss to Matt's crooked smile. ]
Then I guess we're home no matter where we are. [ There's a pause, and then he makes a face at himself. ] All right, that was cheesy even for me.
[ He kisses Matt again, lingers a little longer this time, so Matt can feel his smile against his skin. ]
[ Matt's eyes shift back and forth and he opens his mouth as if he's about to shrug and ask, What?! Who me? Half teasing him for getting defensive.
When Foggy says they're home no matter where Matt instantly feels warmth in his chest, his own heart practically skipping a beat, he's that happy to hear Foggy agree that they belong together. Then Foggy pauses and Matt just knows he's making a funny face and he confirms it by stroking the side of his face, bursting into laughter again as Foggy comments on it.
Matt hums as they kiss and the curl of their smiles brush each other's skin. It feels like this joy alone is enough to prove Stick's words were wrong. He wouldn't be smiling like this and feeling this happy so soon after hearing Stick's voice if what he has with Foggy wasn't a force of nature. He absolutely lights up and beams at Foggy when he calls him "Matty" for the first time. It feels so right, and Foggy sounds confident finally just like Matt hoped. ]
We belong together. Like I keep saying...
[ And there's no way he can resist smirking and lowering his tone to something more heated after the reaction he had gotten a little while ago. ]
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[ It's cheeky, bright and a little too pleased with himself, but it's a testament to how far he and Matt have come that there's no hesitation there. It's the same surety that he would've had before the big reveal, that clearly Matt needs him in his life to show him amazing new ways of thinking like how to let someone take care of you.
It almost makes up for his hesitation in the other aspect of their relationship. Or at least, Foggy tells himself that it does, even though even he can't convince himself that Matt hasn't noticed it. He knows Matt's expressions probably about as well as Matt knows the way he smells, or whatever - and that as much as anything else had been a huge part in understanding and reconciling what Matt knew about him from them - and as cute as that little brow wrinkle is, he knows it means Matt's concerned.
And he could try to clarify what he means, it's just - he doesn't really know how to, and it's a lot easier to keep going with the selfish thing.
Especially when he gets a real chuckle from that, and oh, Foggy is such a goner for that little grin. ]
Not the same way I want to take care of you. [ He pauses, just long enough to let his slightly sly tone speak for itself - before he goes right ahead and speaks for it anyway. ] That was a sex joke, just in case you didn't get that.
[ And then Matt goes and brings up the sweetheart thing he hadn't even realized he'd done until it's pointed out for him. Foggy flushes briefly, ready to tell him that he won't do it again if it's something that Matt's not into, except - nope, this is a very different conversation. Oh. ]
But you were. I wasn't sure if you'd like it. And I know, I could've practiced this whole healthy communication thing we have going and asked, but - it's you. I had to spend a long time training myself to say buddy and man when I really wanted to say honey and sweetheart.
[ Sure did just admit that most of the time he was using bro nicknames he meant it the way he would've used a pet name, but, well, what's out is out. ]
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Foggy gets a snort of a laugh during the second it takes him to realize he really did say sweetheart. The idea he'd been talking that way all along with subsitute affections, Matt's face goes a little rosy as he smiles at that, worried signs subsiding for the moment. Matt's fingertips trace absently on the back of Foggy's neck as he sits straighter and attempts to look serious as he replies ]
Yeah? I love you too, dude.
[ He only holds the serious expression for that long before cracking up. ]
I guess I didn't date many petname types now that you mention it. Or it didn't get serious enough that it felt right for me to say, even if they threw names around casually. I don't know, I guess I thought I'd be bad at it... and I never reached the point where I thought I could try.
[ And he turns a deeper shade of pink as he realizes how deeply he's thinking- overthinking? this. ]
The only people who called me nicknames were supposed to be like family. My dad, the nuns and some of the kids at the orphanage...
[ Stick. But he'll avoid bringing him up unless necessary for the rest of the night. ]
I don't mind if you slip in some more of that along with buddy and man. Or if you want to call me Matty like they did? It feels right. You're my family, my home... And I don't have to force myself to say that or that I love you like no other. I'm just saying what I'm feeling, Fo- Foggy My Love.
[ Please believe. His smile goes crooked as he stammers out the end. ]
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[ Like he did the first time they met, but that's beside the point. The point is that he'd gotten Matt to blush a little, and now they can tease each other about it, and, well. He doesn't have to hold it back any more, apparently.
He's grinning widely at Matt's laughter, and it doesn't fade when Matt starts to think out loud about the petname thing, though it does soften a little. Maybe Matt is overthinking it, but damn Foggy loves that about him.
Stick. Foggy's mind goes there, too, but he also knows that some of his own relatives have called him Matty - thanks Uncle Timmy - so he lets the thought pass without mentioning it, too. There's been enough Stick around tonight.
And he should try to stay realistic here, he really should - but Matt calls him my love and Foggy just melts. He can't ever be the person who tells Matt that it isn't enough or that he doesn't believe him when he's pouring out his feelings. Whatever the future might hold, whatever choices Matt might make, they don't matter right now.
All that matters is Matt saying that he feels the same way Foggy does, and if Foggy can't believe him about that, he might as well put the brakes on right now.
But he can, and he does, and he leans in to press a kiss to Matt's crooked smile. ]
Then I guess we're home no matter where we are. [ There's a pause, and then he makes a face at himself. ] All right, that was cheesy even for me.
[ He kisses Matt again, lingers a little longer this time, so Matt can feel his smile against his skin. ]
Thank you for telling me how you feel, Matty.
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When Foggy says they're home no matter where Matt instantly feels warmth in his chest, his own heart practically skipping a beat, he's that happy to hear Foggy agree that they belong together. Then Foggy pauses and Matt just knows he's making a funny face and he confirms it by stroking the side of his face, bursting into laughter again as Foggy comments on it.
Matt hums as they kiss and the curl of their smiles brush each other's skin. It feels like this joy alone is enough to prove Stick's words were wrong. He wouldn't be smiling like this and feeling this happy so soon after hearing Stick's voice if what he has with Foggy wasn't a force of nature. He absolutely lights up and beams at Foggy when he calls him "Matty" for the first time. It feels so right, and Foggy sounds confident finally just like Matt hoped. ]
We belong together. Like I keep saying...
[ And there's no way he can resist smirking and lowering his tone to something more heated after the reaction he had gotten a little while ago. ]
I belong to you Foggy.