[ That sigh of relief makes Foggy's heart twinge just a little - he's not sure if it's because Matt'd thought that Foggy was so angry while they were fighting that he would've gotten rid of it or because Matt's so used to the gifts he'd given people being discarded, but either way, it makes him even more glad that he'd worn it more often than not. ]
You're telling me to be even sappier than I usually am, you sure about that? [ His grin stays just as wide as he hums, pretending to consider that. ] I'll go easy on you and call them couple's bracelets, though that means I'm going to have to find one for you, too.
[ They're doing a great job at this low key thing, really. His skin warms just a little bit at the teasing, right up until Matt admits that he's got copies of things, too, and then he lights back up again. ]
I believe we call that leading the witness, counselor, I refuse to answer that. You know exactly how badly I have it for you. [ But he leans in for another kiss to back that statement up, lingering a little bit longer over this one. ] I bet we have our entire college career between the two of us; we'll find somewhere to stash it.
[ It is a fact, apparently, or at least it's something that feels so natural to talk about that Foggy doesn't even blink. ]
Where did you learn how to make these, anyway? I was so distracted trying to be cool and keep my excitement over you giving it to me to an appropriate best friend level and not an 'I might be falling hopelessly in love with you' level that I forgot to ask.
Couple's bracelets? Hmm. Well I could always teach you how to make one if you want to match. I know how much you like gifts to be a surprise though; I leave the decision to you.
[ Nobody will suspect a thing! If they ask, they're friendship bracelets obviously!
Matt is smiling so much it's a little difficult to pucker his lips for kisses, a common occurrence. Thankfully most of their kisses such as these happen in sets. He hasn't told Foggy yet but he still gets a little weak in the knees whenever a kiss lingers or seems to set off a spark just right. He wouldn't mind if it kept happening forever. It could! ]
I might have known you were playing it cool back then but I was too. I don't know... what is the regular level of excitement over gift exchanges between loving best friends? Maybe you had a serious love for handcrafted leather accessories.
I learned from a girl who was at the orphanage the first year I was there. It was one of the few craft projects I could really participate in. I happened to be decent at it. Not that it's difficult to do, most of it is repetition. I lost the first couple I made or they were tossed out when I wasn't wearing them. They were cheap paper; we didn't have high quality materials for kids crafts.
You could teach me anyway, and I just won't tell you if I'm making you one. Then it'll still be a surprise.
[ Though they probably both know that if Foggy's making the effort to learn, he's going to make Matt one eventually. It's fine; Foggy's got a tiny pile of gifts for Matt that'll still definitely be a surprise - not in the least because he just keeps not getting a chance to give them to him. ]
I had a serious love for something. I can't believe we managed to successfully play it cool. I know we hadn't reached our current peak level of suave back then, so I have to assume we were both just huge dorks and it cancelled out.
[ Matt's not the only one who still gets weak in the knees. Foggy might've told himself that his heart stopped beating double time over every little thing Matt did a long time ago, and maybe that was true before they started dating, but now? It's back with a vengeance.
He shifts a little to kiss the tips of Matt's fingers, though he's still grinning, too, so it's more like a press of his lips, but still. ]
From a girl, huh, did you give her one, too? You sure they got tossed out, maybe the other girls were just snatching them up so they could have one too.
[ Matt laughs, both of them know Foggy is obvious in his intentions but it's fun anyway. He'll have to visit that craftsman again for more material.
He hums and nods in agreement as Foggy muses on their previous behavior. They had both been thoroughly distracted by their own efforts, missing the other one makes sense. It's difficult not to launch into groans over how stupid they were missing the obvious all these years but Matt has reminded himself repeatedly that it's more productive to make up for all the affection they missed out on expressing than groaning over their mistakes. Still, it's a funny subject bound to rear it's head after they've had enough wine and they'll be laughing about it for a long time.
Matt's smile twitches at the feeling of Foggy kissing his fingers again the way it does almost everytime he does it like he's holding back laughter, which he really is. He hasn't said it, somewhat embarrassed by how much such a little thing warms his heart, but he loves that he can touch Foggy's face to feel his expression and Foggy's natural inclination is to kiss his fingers as if letting him feel for his smile or frown is as wonderful for him as it is for Matt. Maybe it is?
He shakes his head and laughs again at Foggy's suggestion, half because he recognizes the familiar tone and concept from countless other exchanges. Foggy was always quick to imply Matt would have admirers lining up for him, something that has taken on a second meaning since they got together. But of course Foggy would think that of the man he himself finds so attractive. ]
No, no. She had her fill of bracelets after making them long before she taught me. Most of the other girls learned from her, there was no shortage of them around the orphanage for a while there. Eventually, I was the only one occasionally weaving one. I probably got better at making them than the girl who taught me.
[ He shrugs his shoulders and in the silence following his explanation his unfocused eyes sink from where they were pointed toward Foggy's mouth downward toward the floor. He can't entirely ignore the reminder of Stick's rejection. Foggy has no idea of course about how the subject is related, and he had made Foggy a bracelet the first time in part to try making a happy memory to balance out the bad. ]
[ It is just as wonderful, especially now that he doesn't have to try to pretend how much he enjoys having Matt's hands on him. And he likes making little gestures like that for Matt, he always has. A lot of habits he's picked up over the years of knowing Matt may not have been as necessary as he thought - or even more necessary, when it comes to things like scent and touch - but they're a part of who he is now, and he does them without even thinking.
He laughs at Matt's headshake, still a little skeptical. Look, maybe Foggy can admit that he's biased, but Matt is both amazing and apparently slightly oblivious when it comes to people being interested in him. He's still pretty sure that more people had crushes on the guy than he'll ever know.
And Foggy used to consider himself one of those people, but fortunately for him, it's working out better than he ever could have imagined. He's still grinning as he fastens the bracelet around his wrist.
He's about ready to voice his skepticism teasingly, until Matt's gaze drops, and Foggy knows that means Matt's thoughts have gone somewhere that are a lot more painful than he's letting on. ]
I know that look. Oh, wait, hey - is this a "sad Matt Murdock I don't want to talk about it and make myself vulnerable" thing or a "magic ninja super power I can't talk about it but I don't want to lie" thing? I always figured it was the first but I'm thinking I might have to re-categorize some things. [ Not the point, Nelson. ] ...sorry. But you can talk to me, Matt.
[ Matt's head and eyes tilt up as soon as Foggy speaks. He retains a neutral poker face right up until Foggy reminds him he can tell him what's on his mind. Matt shifts on his feet, debating whether or not he should. It's not that he plans on never telling Foggy about it but it's Foggy's birthday, not a time when he wants to drag the mood down. Then again now that he's curious Foggy might prefer to hear it. Matt purses his lips and rocks his head side to side before finally replying. ]
It's just... A memory. I don't make things that often as you know. So it was a little more personal as a gift which is why I wanted to give you one now and before. Kind of like how gardening here has meant something special to me.
I gave a bracelet to one other person -or tried to. The day I met him Stick took me to the park and we ate ice cream. I held on to the cone wrapper and made one from that. Then I tried to give it to him after my lesson one day and that was when he...
[ Matt takes a breath, his head hanging. He rubs at the back of his neck to buy so time then lifts his head again and wets his lips, forcing a grim smile. ]
He decided I was getting too emotionally attached to him and ended my training. Then he walked out the door and I didn't hear from him for years.
[ Damn right Foggy wants to hear it. He waits, watching Matt closely as he debates with himself, and he can't stop the hint of a smile when Matt decides to talk.
Don't get him wrong, he absolutely adores the bracelet and he's not letting it go for anything, but Matt being honest and sharing another piece of himself is a pretty good birthday present, too, as far as Foggy's concerned.
Even though what he says is - yeah, he's not sure if that counts as don't want to talk about it because vulnerability or don't want to talk about it because ninja powers. Maybe both. Either way, it's about as painful as he expected.
His heart clenches, and there's a tightness in his chest that he knows means his emotions can't really decide if they want to be more heartbroken or more angry and have gone with a twist of both. ]
Fuck that guy. [ It's soft but emphatic, and Foggy's starting to regret he never met the guy to give him a piece of his mind. ]
Wait, so - even after he took off like a douchebag at the slightest hint of an emotion more complex than piss and vinegar - you still made me one?
[ Foggy's little "Fuck that guy" gets an amused snort and the corners of Matt's mouth start to tug into a smile. He's reminded of previous conversations about exes and social disappointments and Foggy's casual but empathetic little grumbles or groans. ]
Technically, I made you two but yeah. I wanted you to have something that was special to me because you are.
[ Don't look now Foggy but your boyfriend is starting to blush now that he heard how cheesy that sounded aloud. ]
[ He says his name almost like a prayer, soft and reverent. He's never going to get tired of Matt telling him that he's special to him - or of Matt blushing - but it's more than that.
Foggy'd been so angry, so hurt that Matt had never trusted him enough to tell him anything about this side of him. That he hadn't trusted Foggy the way Foggy trusted him, with everything that he was. Foggy would have told Matt, he still knows that, but - Foggy isn't Matt.
With everything he knows about what Stick meant to Matt and just how badly him leaving like that had affected him, no wonder Matt was so afraid to trust anyone completely, or to do anything that would make him risk losing someone. And yet - and yet Matt was willing to take a risk on him, to trust that he wouldn't react the way Stick did. That he'd stay.
There are so many ways that Matt did trust him, and Foggy can see that now. He shouldn't have expected Matt to conform to his timeline. ]
I'm still mad at you for the way I found out about your senses, and for all the shitty communication and ditching me like an asshole you did after that. But I don't forgive you for not telling me sooner, because there's nothing to forgive. You're the bravest guy I know, Matt, thank you for taking a risk on trusting me as much as you did.
[ Matt absolutely loves the sound of Foggy saying his name like that. The same way he had wanted to say Foggy's name for ages out loud to his face instead of in his head.
When Foggy brings up how he found out and the bad decisions that followed Matt's eyes dart ever so slightly side to side, nervously wondering where this is going. But when Foggy tells him he understands now just how difficult it was to take that risk he has to lean in and kiss him again, beaming at him as their lips part. ]
Thank you... For being patient with me as I figure things out... You're the best Fog.
[ Foggy gives a little laugh when Matt tells him that he's the best, and there's a little muttered of course I am even as he chases him down for another kiss, this one a little longer. ]
You're worth it.
[ He takes Matt's hand, curling it around his wrist so he can feel where Foggy'd put the bracelet on. ]
I'm starting to get now why it's hard for you to believe I'm not going to leave, and I'll try to keep being patient about it. But I won't, Matt, not ever. I might take a few days to cool down when we fight, but I'm going no where. You're stuck with me, buddy.
[ Matt runs his fingers over the weave of the bracelet which easily transitions into holding Foggy's wrist gently and rubbing circles over the inside of his wrist with his thumb. His smile grows at several of the things Foggy says, going back and forth from his softer listening smile to his wider emotional one. ]
You really are the best.
[ He says nearly breathless, lacking better words. ]
...That... That means a lot...
I don't know if it's worth anything now but... I feel like I should tell you that...
[ He bows his head toward the floor for a second then lifts it. ]
I wanted to tell you the truth, back in college when we became best friends and fell in love. I didn't think I had a choice but I still wanted. I wish I had known what I know now.
[ He is the best, honestly, or at least he kind of feels like he is for being able to get Matt to smile like that. The semi joking tone fades, though, and for a moment the heart beat in Foggy's wrist picks up in anxiety - what the hell else does Matt feel like he needs to tell him that has to be prefaced with a statement like that - but then evens out when Matt continues. ]
It is worth something. I mean, the part where I thought that our friendship was fake and you were just laughing at me passed pretty quick, but wondering if you ever even wanted to tell me still stuck around.
[ He hadn't been sure which one he was more angry over: Matt never actually feeling like they were close enough for him to want to tell Foggy at all, or him not knowing Foggy well enough - not trusting him enough - to know that he wouldn't... well, actually, he's not sure what Matt thought Foggy'd do, and it occurs to him to ask. ]
What were you afraid of, that you didn't?
[ Foggy's got a lot of guesses, ranging from afraid Foggy would freak out to afraid Foggy'd turn him into the police or over to a lab or something to just afraid Foggy'd leave, but guessing and assuming what Matt's intentions and thoughts were over this hasn't really helped that much. ]
[ Matt tries to smile through his explanation even when his voice falters and gets caught up in his throat along the way. ]
I was worried you'd think I was a freak. Who stays best friends or roommates with the guy that knows that much just by being in the same room? People don't like their secrets discovered even if they're promised it won't get out. Not that I'm all-knowing but a lot of people would assume it was like that if they had just a little idea of how much I can sense. It's only human to respond to that type of revelation with fear or disgust.
...And you hating me was one of the worst things I could imagine.
[ It's simple, maybe unbelievably so for a decision that held so much weight and led to all that trouble and regret, but it's the truth. ]
[ For a moment, he almost lets himself imagine it. If Matt told him earlier, some time when it'd been long enough for Matt to be comfortable with him but before it ticked over into too long and Foggy lied to. He understands now, and he's... mostly over it, but there'd have been a grace period where he would have jumped immediately into understanding why Matt didn't tell him right away - though if he's honest, he has no idea what it would have been.
And he doesn't want to go down that road, anyway. It's already one of the many what if scenarios he'd let himself get too deep into during the times when he and Matt were barely speaking. And he doesn't need any of them when he has Matt here.
Instead he tilts his head into Matt's hand so Matt can feel him smile. ]
Yeah, well. You didn't discover all of my secrets. And I probably would've just taken advantage of your senses to get laid or crush our debate opponents even more completely. [ There's a pause, then he admits, ] You hating me is one of the worst things I can imagine, too.
[ Matt blinks in silence toward the floor during the moment between their words. Then he feels the slide of Foggy's skin under his fingers as his cheeks pull into a smile. Matt's thumb finds its way into the little dip of Foggy's dimple, his eyes lift as Foggy talks and his shoulders relax. He'd like to wrap himself up in that warm voice and those words if it was physically possible. He didn't realize how much he wanted to hear that until Foggy said it. ]
You don't have to worry about that. I never got over the extraodinary Franklin Nelson. And I never will.
[ Foggy gets a little grin out of him followed by a purposely slow lean forward to press their foreheads together, a murmur against his lips. ]
[ Oh, there are a whole lot of things that Foggy'd do to keep getting Matt to smile like that. And while that's not exactly a new revelation - no, knew he was doomed pretty much the first year he knew Matt - it's a rerevelation, maybe. It's the first time that Matt's really relaxed when they were talking about this, maybe the first time that Foggy's made him feel like he could relax when the subject of his senses came up.
It's just a part of Matt. Something to love and try to understand like the rest of the puzzle pieces that make up his partner, and Foggy lets go of the last little bit of anger he'd had at Matt keeping some of them back and letting Foggy think he had a fuller picture than he did.
He needs to work on his metaphors, honestly, but whatever. Right now he's got Matt leaning into him, and Foggy steals a brief kiss. ]
God, I love you. You know, there's not a lot that feels better than making you smile like that.
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You're telling me to be even sappier than I usually am, you sure about that? [ His grin stays just as wide as he hums, pretending to consider that. ] I'll go easy on you and call them couple's bracelets, though that means I'm going to have to find one for you, too.
[ They're doing a great job at this low key thing, really. His skin warms just a little bit at the teasing, right up until Matt admits that he's got copies of things, too, and then he lights back up again. ]
I believe we call that leading the witness, counselor, I refuse to answer that. You know exactly how badly I have it for you. [ But he leans in for another kiss to back that statement up, lingering a little bit longer over this one. ] I bet we have our entire college career between the two of us; we'll find somewhere to stash it.
[ It is a fact, apparently, or at least it's something that feels so natural to talk about that Foggy doesn't even blink. ]
Where did you learn how to make these, anyway? I was so distracted trying to be cool and keep my excitement over you giving it to me to an appropriate best friend level and not an 'I might be falling hopelessly in love with you' level that I forgot to ask.
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[ Nobody will suspect a thing! If they ask, they're friendship bracelets obviously!
Matt is smiling so much it's a little difficult to pucker his lips for kisses, a common occurrence. Thankfully most of their kisses such as these happen in sets. He hasn't told Foggy yet but he still gets a little weak in the knees whenever a kiss lingers or seems to set off a spark just right. He wouldn't mind if it kept happening forever. It could! ]
I might have known you were playing it cool back then but I was too. I don't know... what is the regular level of excitement over gift exchanges between loving best friends? Maybe you had a serious love for handcrafted leather accessories.
I learned from a girl who was at the orphanage the first year I was there. It was one of the few craft projects I could really participate in. I happened to be decent at it. Not that it's difficult to do, most of it is repetition. I lost the first couple I made or they were tossed out when I wasn't wearing them. They were cheap paper; we didn't have high quality materials for kids crafts.
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[ Though they probably both know that if Foggy's making the effort to learn, he's going to make Matt one eventually. It's fine; Foggy's got a tiny pile of gifts for Matt that'll still definitely be a surprise - not in the least because he just keeps not getting a chance to give them to him. ]
I had a serious love for something. I can't believe we managed to successfully play it cool. I know we hadn't reached our current peak level of suave back then, so I have to assume we were both just huge dorks and it cancelled out.
[ Matt's not the only one who still gets weak in the knees. Foggy might've told himself that his heart stopped beating double time over every little thing Matt did a long time ago, and maybe that was true before they started dating, but now? It's back with a vengeance.
He shifts a little to kiss the tips of Matt's fingers, though he's still grinning, too, so it's more like a press of his lips, but still. ]
From a girl, huh, did you give her one, too? You sure they got tossed out, maybe the other girls were just snatching them up so they could have one too.
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[ Matt laughs, both of them know Foggy is obvious in his intentions but it's fun anyway. He'll have to visit that craftsman again for more material.
He hums and nods in agreement as Foggy muses on their previous behavior. They had both been thoroughly distracted by their own efforts, missing the other one makes sense. It's difficult not to launch into groans over how stupid they were missing the obvious all these years but Matt has reminded himself repeatedly that it's more productive to make up for all the affection they missed out on expressing than groaning over their mistakes. Still, it's a funny subject bound to rear it's head after they've had enough wine and they'll be laughing about it for a long time.
Matt's smile twitches at the feeling of Foggy kissing his fingers again the way it does almost everytime he does it like he's holding back laughter, which he really is. He hasn't said it, somewhat embarrassed by how much such a little thing warms his heart, but he loves that he can touch Foggy's face to feel his expression and Foggy's natural inclination is to kiss his fingers as if letting him feel for his smile or frown is as wonderful for him as it is for Matt. Maybe it is?
He shakes his head and laughs again at Foggy's suggestion, half because he recognizes the familiar tone and concept from countless other exchanges. Foggy was always quick to imply Matt would have admirers lining up for him, something that has taken on a second meaning since they got together. But of course Foggy would think that of the man he himself finds so attractive. ]
No, no. She had her fill of bracelets after making them long before she taught me. Most of the other girls learned from her, there was no shortage of them around the orphanage for a while there. Eventually, I was the only one occasionally weaving one. I probably got better at making them than the girl who taught me.
[ He shrugs his shoulders and in the silence following his explanation his unfocused eyes sink from where they were pointed toward Foggy's mouth downward toward the floor. He can't entirely ignore the reminder of Stick's rejection. Foggy has no idea of course about how the subject is related, and he had made Foggy a bracelet the first time in part to try making a happy memory to balance out the bad. ]
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He laughs at Matt's headshake, still a little skeptical. Look, maybe Foggy can admit that he's biased, but Matt is both amazing and apparently slightly oblivious when it comes to people being interested in him. He's still pretty sure that more people had crushes on the guy than he'll ever know.
And Foggy used to consider himself one of those people, but fortunately for him, it's working out better than he ever could have imagined. He's still grinning as he fastens the bracelet around his wrist.
He's about ready to voice his skepticism teasingly, until Matt's gaze drops, and Foggy knows that means Matt's thoughts have gone somewhere that are a lot more painful than he's letting on. ]
I know that look. Oh, wait, hey - is this a "sad Matt Murdock I don't want to talk about it and make myself vulnerable" thing or a "magic ninja super power I can't talk about it but I don't want to lie" thing? I always figured it was the first but I'm thinking I might have to re-categorize some things. [ Not the point, Nelson. ] ...sorry. But you can talk to me, Matt.
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It's just... A memory. I don't make things that often as you know. So it was a little more personal as a gift which is why I wanted to give you one now and before. Kind of like how gardening here has meant something special to me.
I gave a bracelet to one other person -or tried to. The day I met him Stick took me to the park and we ate ice cream. I held on to the cone wrapper and made one from that. Then I tried to give it to him after my lesson one day and that was when he...
[ Matt takes a breath, his head hanging. He rubs at the back of his neck to buy so time then lifts his head again and wets his lips, forcing a grim smile. ]
He decided I was getting too emotionally attached to him and ended my training. Then he walked out the door and I didn't hear from him for years.
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Don't get him wrong, he absolutely adores the bracelet and he's not letting it go for anything, but Matt being honest and sharing another piece of himself is a pretty good birthday present, too, as far as Foggy's concerned.
Even though what he says is - yeah, he's not sure if that counts as don't want to talk about it because vulnerability or don't want to talk about it because ninja powers. Maybe both. Either way, it's about as painful as he expected.
His heart clenches, and there's a tightness in his chest that he knows means his emotions can't really decide if they want to be more heartbroken or more angry and have gone with a twist of both. ]
Fuck that guy. [ It's soft but emphatic, and Foggy's starting to regret he never met the guy to give him a piece of his mind. ]
Wait, so - even after he took off like a douchebag at the slightest hint of an emotion more complex than piss and vinegar - you still made me one?
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Technically, I made you two but yeah. I wanted you to have something that was special to me because you are.
[ Don't look now Foggy but your boyfriend is starting to blush now that he heard how cheesy that sounded aloud. ]
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[ He says his name almost like a prayer, soft and reverent. He's never going to get tired of Matt telling him that he's special to him - or of Matt blushing - but it's more than that.
Foggy'd been so angry, so hurt that Matt had never trusted him enough to tell him anything about this side of him. That he hadn't trusted Foggy the way Foggy trusted him, with everything that he was. Foggy would have told Matt, he still knows that, but - Foggy isn't Matt.
With everything he knows about what Stick meant to Matt and just how badly him leaving like that had affected him, no wonder Matt was so afraid to trust anyone completely, or to do anything that would make him risk losing someone. And yet - and yet Matt was willing to take a risk on him, to trust that he wouldn't react the way Stick did. That he'd stay.
There are so many ways that Matt did trust him, and Foggy can see that now. He shouldn't have expected Matt to conform to his timeline. ]
I'm still mad at you for the way I found out about your senses, and for all the shitty communication and ditching me like an asshole you did after that. But I don't forgive you for not telling me sooner, because there's nothing to forgive. You're the bravest guy I know, Matt, thank you for taking a risk on trusting me as much as you did.
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When Foggy brings up how he found out and the bad decisions that followed Matt's eyes dart ever so slightly side to side, nervously wondering where this is going. But when Foggy tells him he understands now just how difficult it was to take that risk he has to lean in and kiss him again, beaming at him as their lips part. ]
Thank you... For being patient with me as I figure things out... You're the best Fog.
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You're worth it.
[ He takes Matt's hand, curling it around his wrist so he can feel where Foggy'd put the bracelet on. ]
I'm starting to get now why it's hard for you to believe I'm not going to leave, and I'll try to keep being patient about it. But I won't, Matt, not ever. I might take a few days to cool down when we fight, but I'm going no where. You're stuck with me, buddy.
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You really are the best.
[ He says nearly breathless, lacking better words. ]
...That... That means a lot...
I don't know if it's worth anything now but... I feel like I should tell you that...
[ He bows his head toward the floor for a second then lifts it. ]
I wanted to tell you the truth, back in college when we became best friends and fell in love. I didn't think I had a choice but I still wanted. I wish I had known what I know now.
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[ He is the best, honestly, or at least he kind of feels like he is for being able to get Matt to smile like that. The semi joking tone fades, though, and for a moment the heart beat in Foggy's wrist picks up in anxiety - what the hell else does Matt feel like he needs to tell him that has to be prefaced with a statement like that - but then evens out when Matt continues. ]
It is worth something. I mean, the part where I thought that our friendship was fake and you were just laughing at me passed pretty quick, but wondering if you ever even wanted to tell me still stuck around.
[ He hadn't been sure which one he was more angry over: Matt never actually feeling like they were close enough for him to want to tell Foggy at all, or him not knowing Foggy well enough - not trusting him enough - to know that he wouldn't... well, actually, he's not sure what Matt thought Foggy'd do, and it occurs to him to ask. ]
What were you afraid of, that you didn't?
[ Foggy's got a lot of guesses, ranging from afraid Foggy would freak out to afraid Foggy'd turn him into the police or over to a lab or something to just afraid Foggy'd leave, but guessing and assuming what Matt's intentions and thoughts were over this hasn't really helped that much. ]
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I was worried you'd think I was a freak. Who stays best friends or roommates with the guy that knows that much just by being in the same room? People don't like their secrets discovered even if they're promised it won't get out. Not that I'm all-knowing but a lot of people would assume it was like that if they had just a little idea of how much I can sense. It's only human to respond to that type of revelation with fear or disgust.
...And you hating me was one of the worst things I could imagine.
[ It's simple, maybe unbelievably so for a decision that held so much weight and led to all that trouble and regret, but it's the truth. ]
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And he doesn't want to go down that road, anyway. It's already one of the many what if scenarios he'd let himself get too deep into during the times when he and Matt were barely speaking. And he doesn't need any of them when he has Matt here.
Instead he tilts his head into Matt's hand so Matt can feel him smile. ]
Yeah, well. You didn't discover all of my secrets. And I probably would've just taken advantage of your senses to get laid or crush our debate opponents even more completely. [ There's a pause, then he admits, ] You hating me is one of the worst things I can imagine, too.
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You don't have to worry about that. I never got over the extraodinary Franklin Nelson. And I never will.
[ Foggy gets a little grin out of him followed by a purposely slow lean forward to press their foreheads together, a murmur against his lips. ]
Absolutely hopeless.
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It's just a part of Matt. Something to love and try to understand like the rest of the puzzle pieces that make up his partner, and Foggy lets go of the last little bit of anger he'd had at Matt keeping some of them back and letting Foggy think he had a fuller picture than he did.
He needs to work on his metaphors, honestly, but whatever. Right now he's got Matt leaning into him, and Foggy steals a brief kiss. ]
God, I love you. You know, there's not a lot that feels better than making you smile like that.
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You make me smile more than anyone else does, Foggy.