Matt's heart aches at Foggy's question. Can he- God. Matt was trying to calculate some stupid, complex way to make Foggy happier without letting himself think that this time will be different, that they won't end up in the same place they were before where removing himself from Foggy's life sure seems like it would make Foggy a lot happier in the long run. He's trying to get anchored before he's swept up in hope and Foggy leads with that question of all things, and his heart aches from both sorrow and want, and it reminds him exactly how much he loves Foggy. Shit. His heart is absolutely going to get ripped to shreds again. He's too weak.
"'s best you hug around the shoulders. My ribs are sore," he answers, opting to try smiling instead of crying. Foggy's best effort not to curse in the church orphanage is ridiculously cute, he observes, because of course his brain has decided now of all times to fawn over the man he can never have.
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Date: 2020-11-08 04:03 pm (UTC)"'s best you hug around the shoulders. My ribs are sore," he answers, opting to try smiling instead of crying. Foggy's best effort not to curse in the church orphanage is ridiculously cute, he observes, because of course his brain has decided now of all times to fawn over the man he can never have.