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look, I. I really should be doing other things but fuck it. this is an AU where Kirsten and Matt stayed broken up but they are still really good friends, so.

Foggy's not terribly sure how they got to this point.

All right, that's a lie, he's pretty sure it started because of the Avengers, and a goddamn inter-dimensional portal, and a crazed mad scientist. At least that's how Matt explains the presence of two guys who are, apparently, another universe's Matt and Foggy in his apartment.

Hand to God, his life is a terrible scifi novel. It's the Spock's Brain episode of Star Trek. It's horrible and terrible, and his alternate self has cancer, and Foggy just wants to drink in peace because apparently even in another universe he and Matt don't ever do anything.

He'd started on his fifth shot and was feeling pleasantly buzzed when the alternate Matt--with a shaved head and blue eyes and that charming roguish smirk, fuck that smirk, goddammit--settled into the seat beside him and waved Josie over, asking for what Foggy was having. (Seriously, blue eyes. What did Foggy do in a past life?) "My Foggy's catching your Matt and Karen up on some things," he said, as a starter. "Your Matt was looking for you, you know."

"So why'd you come down here instead?" Foggy had asked, downing the contents of his shot glass. He hardly even felt the burn.

"I offered to look for you instead," said Matt, who wasn't his Matt. "So he wouldn't miss any details. And trust me when I say some of those details are best avoided." Josie slid the glass along the counter then, and Matt caught it with no effort at all, then downed the whole thing in one go.

He made a face so similar to Foggy's Matt--narrowed eyes, scrunched-up nose, did I seriously just drink this written all across his face--that Foggy, well, something hitched in his throat, something made his stomach flip and his fingers twitch a bit, and he knew--he knew, when Matt (who wasn't his Matt) stared at him in utter shock that he one secret he had was out there now, cover blown wide open, hey, did you know I've been in love with my Matt for fucking years?

"Oh," the other Matt had said, and Foggy had realized, very quickly, that he'd said that last part out loud. "I think I'm going to need another drink."

--

So now the other Matt's drunk too, and Foggy's found out some very interesting things. Namely--

"Wait, I'm not in love with you?"

"No," says the other Matt, and he looks so sad and morose that Foggy kind of pats him on the back in solidarity. "I'm in love with you, though."

Foggy pours him another shot. "As an expert in pining after my best friend, can I just say," he says, "that fucking sucks. And that your Foggy is seriously missing out."

"Could say the same about your Matt," Matt points out, and gratefully snatches the glass from Foggy to knock the whole thing back. "I can't believe there's a universe where I'm not in love with you, you're--you're you. I let you down before and I never want to do that again, because you might sometimes be a jerk--"

"Gee, asshole, thanks," Foggy huffs. He kind of has to defend his alternate counterpart's honor, all right.

"Only sometimes," Matt stresses, waving a hand and nearly smacking Foggy in the face. All right, super-senses get less super when Matt's drunk, that's good to know. "But you are my best friend, and I'm always worried about you and I love you."

"Yeah, well, same here," Foggy says, and pours himself another shot.

--

Things are spinning. Things are seriously spinny, and Foggy is so surprised he can still walk in a straight line, because holy shit, why is the world spinning?

Wait. He knows why.

"We drank the eel," he whispers, and Matt--who's pressed up close against his side, his hand warm on Foggy's arm--giggles. Score one for Foggy. "And--and we are now, like--uh, Mighty Eel-vengers! Always valiant, never sleeping, always ready to fight!"

"That was an eel?" Matt asks. "I thought it was a finger. A very slimy finger."

"Nah, it's an eel," says Foggy, "it's like--the prize in the Cracker-Jack box. You got those, right? Cereal box prizes?"

"Foggy had a bunch of them when we were in college," says Matt, with the fondest, dumbest, most nostalgic grin on his face, and Foggy is--wow, he's kind of into this guy. Other Foggy's oblivious as all hell, which sucks because Matt Murdock, in any universe, is hot as balls. "You said that," Matt says.

"You are," Foggy insists. "I mean, I get to see you with your shirt off a lot, but when I do you always need stitching, which I am really good at, I have very steady hands now--"

"Really?" Matt asks, sounding very interested.

Foggy swallows. "Yeah, I can demonstrate," he says, and he's surprised by how smooth that came out. Thank you, liquid courage. "Starting with--can I kiss you?"

Matt wets his lower lip, says, husky and hot, "Yes."

--

As first kisses go, it's awkward.

As second (and third and fourth and so on) kisses (and blowjobs) go, though, holy shit sign Foggy up.

--

(When Foggy wakes up in his bed, with an alternate Matt Murdock snoozing next to him and his Matt calling him up, he thinks, Foggy Nelson, what have you gotten yourself into?)

anon, you are the hero this meme needs, I swear.

I have too much stuff that needs to get done but oh my god, yes, thank you, I'm sort of thinking I might. write more. oh my god.

(I mean, I can't write porn, somebody else can do that, but I can write 616!Matt and MCU!Foggy's Adventures In Not Letting On That They Hooked Up, featuring a fuckton of vanilla essence, some kind of white noise machine, and something anti-radar. (and then 616!Foggy walks in bc they forgot the door.)

i think i love you, anon. <3

and I love you too, anon!

"Why," says Matt--his Matt, with brown hair and brown eyes, as he's walking into the office, "does the office smell like vanilla?"

"I blame Foggy," says Karen.

Foggy points at her and says, "Oh, come on, I said I was sorry for breaking it! And the cupcakes turned out fine, didn't they?" He snatches up the tray of cupcakes, and waves them under Matt's nose.

Matt wrinkles his nose and says, "Foggy, they smell."

"Delicious, I hope," Foggy says.

"No, they just smell. Like peppermint and cheese." He lifts up his shirt to cover the lower half of his face, and says, "Next time maybe keep the baking at home?"

"I told him," Karen says, crossing her arms. "And why are you wearing a scarf, anyway? It's the middle of June."

Because yesterday the other Matt gave me a really noticeable hickey and I couldn't find any other way to keep it hidden, Foggy thinks. Out loud, he says, "I ran into Marci yesterday," which, technically, is not a lie. He did meet up with Marci yesterday.

"Say no more," Matt dryly says, stepping away from the cupcakes and towards his office. "I'm sure you enjoyed your time with her."

Which, technically, is also true, and Foggy deigns not to mention that it was the chatty sort of time.

The sexy sort, he had with somebody else.

--

As relationships go, this is probably the strangest one Foggy's ever had--you don't get weirder than alternate universe version of my best friend who's been pining after an alternate me for years, after all. This is also possibly the first relationship he's had that he's actively trying to hide from Matt and Karen, because it'd make things even more awkward than they already are.

What's he supposed to say, after all? Hey, Matt, you know your taller redhead counterpart, the one who came here in the most ridiculous suit ever? We're banging because we're hopelessly in love with our respective versions of each other.

Absolutely not.

"Good news," he says to the other Matt, when they've both headed down to the bakery, "the cupcake trick worked. Bad news, Karen is never going to let me bake anything ever again in the office."

"Great," says the other Matt. "If you don't mind, I won't be visiting the office for the next few days. The smell takes days to fade."

I adore this. And adore how quickly it looks like things could escalate! More, please??? :3

Prompt Post #5

minifill: a rose in a fisted glove (love the one you're with)

Re: minifill: a rose in a fisted glove (love the one you're with)

Re: minifill: a rose in a fisted glove (love the one you're with)

Re: minifill: a rose in a fisted glove (love the one you're with)

Re: minifill: a rose in a fisted glove (love the one you're with)

minifill 2: take the evidence (and bury it somewhere)

Re: minifill 2: take the evidence (and bury it somewhere)