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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[ 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.