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For once Matt was the first one awake, and for the first time in what had to be months he didn’t cling to his sheets and will the sun to stay down for a few more hours. Sleep had taken him quickly, and whatever time he had lost searching for Stick was more than made up for in the quality of his rest. He silenced his alarm before it could chime, considered for all of a split second before delaying the second alarm too. Foggy’s sleep had been restless; it was the privilege of owning their own firm, he decided, that they could choose what time to come in.

If Foggy overslept by an hour or so, Matt and Karen were more than capable of compensating for his loss. Not that Foggy wouldn’t drink his blood for it later, but desperate times called for desperate measures and Foggy’s not being awake before him was one of the lesser known signs of the apocalypse.

He ate quickly, cold leftovers lest the scent of something cooking woke Foggy. His senses weren’t abnormally acute, but breakfast was by far his favorite meal and Matt was half certain he had struck a deal with a Faustian devil to always him when someone pulled eggs from the fridge.

Thankfully he did not even stir in the slightest when Matt made his way back to the room, yanking on his suit with the sort of placid efficiency that drove Foggy to mischief. Ties had been known to twist themselves into improbable knots, entire jackets disappeared when he wanted to slow Matt down enough so they could walk to their office together. He missed the playful back and forth of it, but every time he paused long enough to check, Foggy seemed to be sleeping ever deeper. The complete lack of snoring gave away his exhaustion- nocturnal animal Foggy was not. At least not by choice, and only when copious amounts of alcohol and good company were involved.

Pricked with guilt Matt reached out to touch his shoulder, lingering a moment longer than was called for but unable to bring himself to shake his partner awake. It would only be this once, he assured himself. Foggy would forgive him eventually. Especially if his intuition proved correct and Stick was still somewhere in the city. He did not believe for a moment that he did not rank somewhere on the man’s list of priorities during this visit. Be damned if Stick was getting anywhere near his home, his friends or his office.

Stick wouldn’t stay long, he never did, and Matt could spare a few nights toward protecting his fragile peace.

The heartbeat thrumming through his fingertips sped up, breathing growing shallower while muscles twitched and stretched.

‘Sit morning already?”

“No. Go back to sleep.” He was a terrible liar, good thing Foggy never seemed to catch on to it. He buried his face in his pillow, and if he wasn’t sleeping any more then at least he wasn’t scrambling to get ready. Matt was able to sneak from the room and somehow make it out the front door without him catching on. Let Stick come to him now, here on the street or in his office, Matt Murdock was every bit as capable of rebuffing him as Daredevil, and every bit as determined to see it done.

Foggy breathed in the scent of the pillow, trying not to notice the light creeping through between the pillow and his eye. Matt had thrown curtains over the damn window almost as soon as it had become clear Foggy far preferred this bed over his own, but some light was bound to get in. It was morning, he knew, but if his internal clock was running right then he should have at least another hour of shut-eye before he absolutely had to drag himself out of bed. Except that Matt had decided to creep out of the apartment early, and that was strange enough in itself that normally Foggy would have bounded out of bed the minute the outside door shut behind it.

He was asleep again before he could remember what it was that had him so on edge the night before.

Nine AM. Foggy stared at the bedside alarm in disbelief. He squinted, checked again, but the number still read ‘nine’, only now it was nine and a minute and he was lying in bed and-

“Matt?” No. Matt had left. Matt had turned off his alarm clock like some kind of sleep-giving ninja and left. Foggy would have been grateful if he weren’t so annoyed. On his best days it took an hour to get ready; what use showing up to the office looking anything less than his best? It wouldn’t be an option today. He set the alarm for half an hour, scrambling for cereal instead of the warm breakfast he favored, brushing his teeth as he struggled with a tie Matt had obviously put his grubby, knot-tying hands all over, and sprinting out of the door before his coat was quite over his shoulders.

The forgotten alarm chirped behind him, chiming the half hour he hadn’t quite taken to get ready.

Much as he would have liked to walk, Foggy hailed a taxi less than a block from the apartment. Matt wasn’t with him to speak with and his wallet was conspicuously missing from his pockets, leaving nothing more than the emergency twenty he kept tucked in breast pocket, another grievous injury he was going to let Matt know about at length as soon as he strode in. Matt was going to hear the frustration in his movements from an entire story away; he would come out to the lobby hoping to placate any bruised feelings, they could move the argument to his office… and then they could discretely kiss and make up.

Very discretely this time now that the ‘knock before you enter for pity’s sake, Karen’ rule had been instituted. If he’d had his wallet, he would have brought coffee and donuts to celebrate. As it was, Matt was just going to have to settle for just his usual sunny self. Probably better for the budget anyway.

A shadow crossed his mind then, the weight of Stick’s words coming back to him. “Strike while the anvil is hot” as the old saying went; Foggy couldn’t help but wonder if maybe Stick wouldn’t try something to make him leave. Foggy could think of no more glaring a declaration of intent than showing up to work and brazenly kissing his boyfriend in the office. These were not the actions of a man who was leaving, and Foggy wasn’t naive enough to think it wouldn’t find its way back to the old man eventually.

If Nelson-Murdock stayed Nelson-Murdock it would make its way back to him. Fairly quickly, in fact. It would give him a reasonably good approximation of precisely what Foggy thought of his preposterous not-quite ultimatum, hopefully he would visit again so Foggy could go full Atticus Finch on his ass and then they need never speak again. It was a good plan, he assured himself, the very best of plans and it had nothing at all to do with a spiteful urge in his gut to show this old bastard that Matt was fine without him, would survive and thrive and become more than even he had dreamed. All without Stick.

“Damn, missed the turn. Hold on a second and I’ll-”

“Not a problem, just drop me off on the other side by the crosswalk and we’re good.” He was spoiled enough just taking a cab this distance, no need to invite Matt’s gentle mockery for not even walking the twenty feet of superfluous crosswalk near the office.

He clambered out, straightening his suit one last time and practicing a stern look that had him cracking up every time he felt it settle on his face. His mother’s son he was not; solemnity had never looked good on him.

He was a little over halfway across when the car struck him before veering, and while Foggy was in no condition to notice, several bystanders would later remark that two witnesses had left the scene without giving a statement, one of whom had carried blind man’s cane though he seemed to have no use for it.

*bites nails*

*Bites them with you*

OP:Awww the morning sabotage is cute.

Fooogggyyyy noooooooo.

Well, he's alive?

*jaw on the floor*
WHAT IN THE F.

Yes, yes I am evil. But so is Stick.

OH, NO, WHAT. WHAT. WHAT?! oH fukckkkk D: GODDAMMIT, STICK.

*claws at the screen*

That needs to be a tag. Just sayin'.

Prompt Post #4

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