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marifilue · 6 months

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Vulnerable

Summary: Matt Murdock comes home to you from his exhausting devil night out, it drains him so much and he just seek your presence as comfort.

Contains: Angsty fluff and kisses.

Word count: 1,4k

It's been a tough shift at the hospital today, hell's kitchen never have a day off with their horrible accident and tragedy that leads straight to the ER. I decided to spend today's afternoon to read a book called meditations by Marcus Aurelius. Reading these kind of books has been my way to find calmness in the middle of everything that could possibly gone wrong with my life.

Matt unlock the front door around 11.38 pm at the same time I'm still sitting by myself comfortably on the sofa while turning the book pages.

"Hey, how was your night?" I greet him as he rushes to undressed himself from his red devil suit and scattered them all straight on the floor. It's the first time I've seen him since this morning, more than twelve hours passed.

He doesn't verbalize a single words, he just continue minding his own business and walk towards the bedroom, the drawer made a noise as he pull out a fresh shirt.

He came out from the bedroom and putting a gray shirt on as walking towards me to the living room. Silently, he approach me to the couch and straightly lay himself sideways on my upper thighs.

"Matt, are you okay sweetie?" I ask him another question but he remains quiet. Matt lets out a shaky sigh, indicating that his night didn’t exactly go how he planned it.

He shut his eyes comfortably the second he lay on my laps facing my stomach while folding his arms defensively. It's a mixed signal, so I'm not so sure how to respond appropriately. He's being both protective and needy at the same time.

I neglect the book and put it aside the table, my fingers go through his hairs and gently brushing it. All i can pledge to him is just my undivided attention that he seem to be desperately needed.

•••••••••

As the night wears on, he lets his guard down and unfolds his arms gently, finding my palm and stroking it weakly. He doesn't want to talk, nor tells me what happened, he needs my presence as a safe haven and a way he could seek for comfort.

I gaze into his slanted face and noticed a fresh bruise near his left ears. My fingers skim lightly over the back of his neck, giving him a mild shudder. He slowly shifts into laying in a flat position, and facing me downwards.

"Do you think I'm broken, Zoe?" Matt throws a question out of nowhere.

I tilt my head and looked at him but he's gazing empty into other direction.

"What do you mean?" I confuses.

"It's a simple yes and no question. Do you think I'm broken?"

"No." I answered shortly

"Be honest." He insisted, not believing my answer.

I shake my head "No, you're not broken."

"Yes I am." He gaze blankly into the ceiling.

"You're not, Matthew." I persist.

"Just say yes." He continues

I scrunched my eyebrows. "No."

"Admit it." He says

I sigh "I won't because it isn't true" I stroke his chest gently tries to melt the mood down because he's getting tense.

"Admit it, you think I'm broken!" He cried out.

I flinch as he slightly raising the tone of his voice, i can see how he regrets it immediately from the look on his face. My palm that were caress his chest froze.

"You know where all of this is coming from? Matt, did someone get inside your head?"

He lick his lips "I'm sorry, that was-."

"You still want me to admit it?" I says

"Please." He pleaded

"Well, maybe you are, Matthew. Maybe you are broken." I continue stroking his chest as he squeeze my wrist gently

"But not beyond repair."

"You think you can fix me?"

"No. Even if could, i wouldn't. It's not my part to play."

He scrunch his eyebrows "How so?"

"Because only you can fix yourself. But I'm here for you too, and I'm going to help you get through with it."

"It's been a shitty day." Matt mumble

"I can see that." I answered.

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

"A little." He whisper quietly.

"Where? Can I see it?"

"It's not a big deal don't worry."

"Okay then, want to talk about your night?" i continue

"No." he shaking his head.

"I just want you." He continue to kiss the palm of my hand.

I smile "Alright then." And continue to stroke his hair softly with my left arm untill i notice, there are fresh blood stain on his collarbone, draggle his fresh gray shirt that he has just put on.

"Matthew, you know i can see the a blood dripping from your collarbone area, it starting to stain your shirt, honey."

"Those are nothing, I'm fine." He answered shortly.

I gently pull his cotton shirt around the neck to see the source of the blood. "Shit, this is a fresh cut. Matthew, get up now."

He groans in frustration. "Come on, just let me have another five minutes"

"Now!" I yells panicked.

"Alright." He answered pulling himself from my laps.

"No need to scream, miss doctor." He dramatically hold his ears.

"That's hurting my ears on purpose, I can sue you for verbal attack." He joked and chuckled.

And just like that, with that stupid sarcasm. Matthew come back from his depressing behavior he's been having for the past hour.

I rush across the room to get the first aid kit and get back to approach him immediately.

"Is your laps injured by any chance?" I ask standing Infront of him while holding the kit still.

"No." He answers while spreads his legs on the sofa, with both of his arm resting on the both side of the sofa's cushion and lean in confidently teasing me. He knows what he's doing, i always turned on everytime finding him sitting in that position. As much as I'd love to jump on him and doing something else much more fun together, i really need to focus on keeping him not bleeding to death tonight.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance seeing him in that extremely attractive position "What about your feet?" I continue

"No ma'am."

"Are you telling me the truth?" I asked him as i doubt his answer

"Yes ma'am." He nods and smile delightfully

"Alright, whatever. Close your legs together, we're not having a fun tonight." I sigh and seated myself on his laps, facing him. He lift both of his arms so i can take off his gray shirt that already stained with blood. I toss the shirt aside to the floor and Matt rest his arms comfortably on my hips

"This was nothing?" I question him his own words earlier as i view his bare chest.

"You gotta be kiddin' me, Matt." The bruise spread unevenly across his chest and a fresh cut wound that need stitches down his right side of the collarbone. It doesn't even looked like a knife cut, some kind of weapon i probably didn't even knows the name of.

"Well i feel nothing." He continue to frown his lips and grimace sarcastically

I pour an alcohol to sterilize his laceration where he whimper holding the soreness.

"That doesn't seem like nothing to me." I said as seeing him flinched.

He grunts softly "I swear it was fine before you did anything to it." His hands that were placed on my hips, now move itself to my butt cheek and squeezing it as an expression of holding pain.

"Mind your arms, Murdock. I'm trying to work here." I chuckled as wiping a gauze around his wound.

"I don't care, i don't need you working for me. I just need you, you're mine." He continue to tighten his arms squeeze.

I put the gauze aside to encircle his neck. "I am yours, that's why I'm taking care of you." As i move my head closely towards him until our nose touched each other.

He pressed his lips against mine immediately with full of passion as he squeeze his arms more tightly around my back, one of his hand lifted to feel my chin. Meanwhile, my left arm stroke his nape of neck passionately. He glued his lips to mine and keep kissing me for a while.

As the kiss over, our forehead stays to meet just so we could feel each other breath, i know Matt always love that, hearing my breath right Infront of his face.

"Can i take care of you now baby?" I asked him, my fingers lightly still brushing over his hair.

"Alrighty." He whispered lowly with his deep tone of voice next to my left ear and kisses my neck.

I kiss his forehead as we take off our forehead from each other's.

Matt's arms find it's way to my waist and crawl inside of the sweater, I continue suturing the cut wound while both of his arms comfortably resting and encircled my hips.

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marifilue · 8 months

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Exaggeration

Summary: Matt lied to you for went out on a mission with his ex, elektra.

Contains: Swearing, alcohol, kisses, arguments and fluff;)

word count: 3k

Most couples built their healthy relationship based on trust, no matter how different their life nor personalities are. As long as they can trust each other, it'll work.

Trust is so fragile you won't need to smash it like some wine bottles in order to break it. All it takes is a simple form of words, a lie.

Me and Matt could made our relationship worked all these years because we trust each other, I've seen the most vulnerable part of himself and vice versa. He never lie to me because he's not the biggest fan of being lied either. With his gift, the words "lie" didn't really exist in our dictionary.

Matt wouldn't lie as long as he thinks it's safe for me to acknowledge it. But he's being reckless, yesterday he said he needs to work overtime, but the first thing i found this morning is this red shade of lipstick mark on his white collar shirt that he had worn last night.

I try to kept my morning mood goin on and ignore what i just found, i throw the shirt away to the laundry basket. But i know i need to talk to him sooner or later. Matt's still asleep peacefully in the bedroom, and I'm keeping myself busy making noise from the kitchen while preparing breakfast.

I guess I wasn't really good at burying my emotion when something's bothering me. It wasn't taking long for Matt to wake up because of how i intentionally making loud noise with smashing furniture inside the kitchen.

"Morning Sweetie." Matt greet me with his morning voice and bed face.

"Morning sleepyhead, you're hungry?" I ask with my dummy smile.

"Yeah, absolutely." He answered while scrunching his eyebrows, he noticed something's wrong but still too early for him to figure it out, it's 7am.

"I'm making an omelette, It'll be ready in a second." I continue.

"Smell's good, I'll take shower first." He say as walking back to the bathroom.

My head is so full of thoughts, it cannot stop wonder about that mark. I mean, what could've happened? Did he get drunk? Or probably he didn't even notice someone gave his shirt that mark? Or is it anything else?

It's already agitate my heartbeat when i see him. And I'm pretty sure he had noticed it already.

I sit still at the table while waiting for Matt, breakfast already served for two with cup of coffes. Our chairs is facing each other at the round table. He walks in with only his sweats on, towel hanging around his neck, wiping his freshly washed hair. His smell flow across the room. But this time, i wasn't amused.

We ate breakfast together quietly without me being the conversationalist, it felt awkward.

"Are you okay?" He question me breaking the silence.

"Why wouldn't i be." I answered with my cocky tones.

"I don't know, you've been quiet." He continues putting the meal into his mouth.

"Well how do you like the breakfast?" I tries to disprove him immediately.

"It's great, but you didn't answer my question." Matt replies calmly.

"What question?" My aggravation had grown it affects the tone of my voice.

"Are you okay, y/n?" He made his articulation to be more clear as possible.

"I don't know Matt, are you." I replies sarcastically. I don't want to tell him I'm okay because i am not.

"Y/n.., quit playing around, something's bothering you and i don't know what is it. Unless you could just tell me" He continues, more serious this time.

I take a sip from my glass of coffee "I don't want to fight you, so I'll keep playing.."

Matt chuckled unpleasantly "What's with the attitude, huh?" He remain calm while I barely want to look him in the eye.

"Oh, you wanna talk about attitude? I'm not the one who came home last night with stained red lipstick on their collar shirt." And it slipped out of my tongue sooner than i thought it would.

He looked so confused and kept scrunching his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

What do you mean?, thats the best he got? no shit.

"Where were you last night?" I continue to confront him.

"I went to a party, for devil's work." Matt replies

I'm getting more upset as he open his mouth

"Is that the truth?" i questioned.

"Yes." He answered shortly.

"With whom?"

"Elektra." He didn't even hesitate to mentioned the name.

"Elektra as in your ex?" I am so confused of why did he remains calm.

"Yeah, we worked together and sneak into rich's people party last night. It was all only for gathering evidence because we both have common enemy, The Hand." Matt replies.

Of course that statement is convincing because I didn't see a way he could lie about that, but still he's missing the bigger picture here.

"Alright then, elaborate the kiss mark."

"It was just a set up, we need to escape because we're almost busted." Matt affirm.

"And a set up doing what exactly, Matthew?" I was desperately need him to admit what he have done with putting him in the corner.

Matt took a deep breath as if he prepared before something will probably blowing up.

"We have to pretend like a drunk couple having their time in the restricted room at the party, we actually got the files that we needed."

I chuckled sarcastically and quote back his word "Drunk couple huh"

He lift another fork of an omelette bite-sized onto his mouth. "Come on, y/n. There's no way you've spent your morning just to be upset about this." He continue.

I scrunched my eyebrows "Why do you think I'm upset with you, Matt?"

"You probably think i cheated, or maybe you're upset because i went out with my ex for a mission." He simply answer.

"What? That's so low of me for you to define!" I denied all of his false accusations for my feelings.

"Then why are you upset?" He locked his head as if staring into the soul of eyes.

"You lied to me." I shortly answered.

"You could've just said something like Hey, i need to go out with my ex tonight on some holy mission, see ya later" I continue mimicking his voice.

"But instead you tell me lies, why?" I asked

"Gosh, because i knew you would've overreact like this!" Matt putting down the silverware that was on both of his arms.

"I wouldn't react like this if you just told me the truth, was it so difficult?"

Matt shakes his head in frustration "I don't want to stress you for the rest of the night knowing i was out with my ex very late, even if it was just for a mission. Beside, the whole sex play was her idea and we didn't even have the chance to discuss about it, she just like "kiss me" and then pull me onto her harshly."

It disgust me hearing the last sentence. "Ugh, I don't even ask for the details. It's not the stain I'm upset about, it's you who've lied."

"It was a harmless lie" Matt seek for justification on behalf of his actions.

"It wouldn't be harmless if you hurt my feelings, since when you learned telling lies to me?" I kept pushing to made him feel sincere, but he's not.

"That was one time, okay." Matt continue to convince himself and me that he did nothing wrong.

I chuckles "I actually wondered what else you've been lying to me about."

He grunts "For Christ's sake, we would've been cought if she hadn't made that sudden move, I would've been cought, and worst scenario, I would've been held as a hostage. Is that your wish for me?"

I wasn't expecting him to go with a guilt trip like that, but that's not even Matt i know whom i had a conversation with. I'm not sure what went wrong, but his mind isn't in the best shape.

I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion, what he said is practically just out of the character.

"Of course not, why would i wish you for that."

"You have to understand my situation first in order to have more rational feelings over your anger towards me." Matt persist

"Well this is getting more complicated than it has to be, I'm not angry, just upset that you have lie to me." My emotion was so built up that it'll easily blow if i hadn't been careful with my words.

"Are you?" Matt ask doubting my statement.

"Yes!" I raise my voice lightly

Matt flinched a little and took another deep breath "I'm sorry then." He apologize.

I can't even tell if he's sincere about that apology; he can't just invalidate my feelings easily and put his big ego straight on the table before apologizing. He just wanted to end the argument that he himself had prolonged.

I stare at him with dissatisfaction. It's not that I don't trust him; in fact, I have always trusted him, and nothing has ever been able to shake my faith in him for years. But the way he behaved this morning, the way he delivered his argument, and how he still tried to excuse his actions easily cracked those foundations.

The awkward silence at the apartment while us still sitting across the table broke when my cellphone suddenly rings. It was Claire Temple calling me.

I picked up the phone that i had put on the other side of the table.

"Hello. Claire?" i put the phone to my right ear

"Good morning, y/n. I'm sorry to disturb your weekend." She greets

"Morning too, how can i help you?"

"We really need your presence at the hospital, there's no other doctors available at the time."

"Where's doctor Enzo?" i asked

"He needs to the leave town this morning, his brother got into a car crash." Claire continues.

"Oh, i see. Sure, i can cover him today. I'll be there in thirty minutes."

"Thank you doc, I'll see you soon."

"My pleasure." I end up the phone call

I get up and leave from the table without saying any words to Matt, pretty sure he had acknowledge where i need be. I showered and change my clothes immediately so i could leave the apartment as soon as i can.

A lot of things differs me with Matt, but we had one thing in common; silent treatment. If the two of us were in a great mood, we'd discuss how communication is important and we need to solve our problem like an adults.

But when it comes to the moment like this, we get angry and upset towards each other. We get selfish and prefer silence to grounded each other.

•••

Nine hours of shift passes quickly, i kept myself busy to avoid those unhealthy thoughts i had in mind after arguments. For the first time i didn't really get excited when my shift almost finished, i didn't get excited to head back home.

I stopped by at the Josie's to have a few booze, i thought it'd be a great idea to spend some time alone, i took a few sip while stare blankly at the news.

"That must've been a tough shift." Claire says.

I looked back and found Claire approaching me. She seated herself comfortably beside me.

I smile lightly seeing her "Never thought I'd see you here."

"What can i say, it's saturday night." She smiles

"A vodka, please" She waives at josie.

"Strong choice." I encourage her

"Oh trust me, this is one of my lightest choice." We're both chuckles

"What are you doing here all alone, where's Matt?" Claire continues after taking a shot from her vodka.

"I don't know, probably listening to this conversation currently."

Claire just chuckled "Classic."

"Yeah"

I get back to minding my own business. She had notice me keep stare blankly while inside my glass.

"Not a fan of weekend shift, are ya?" She continues to have another conversation with me.

I tilt my head to the left staring at her

"Nah, that's the least of my problems." I smile.

"Glad to know that, is everything okay?" She ask

"Sure, why wouldn't it be." i answered.

"Between You and Matt?" She continues.

I sigh "Well you know, those two can get difficult sometimes.".

"Look, I know we're not that close. I'm practically in no position to ask you this, but what have he done this time." She says.

"Doesn't really matter to be honest, just Matt being Matt and went out with someone for a mission who's apparently was his ex." I say as i took another sip from my glass

"Oh and did i mentioned he lied about it first, and then admit after got caught red handed."

Claire chuckled nonchalantly "That bastard." She jokes and then went silent as she observe my facial expression

"Are you actually upset about it?" She asked.

I flinch in confusion to her "What, you take it as a joke?"

"Well i wouldn't surprised because it's Matt." She continues.

"Don't take it too serious, y/n . It'll just pain your mind." Claire giving advice while half drunk.

I couldn't stand any more invalidation statement towards my feelings, enough is enough. I'm already hurt and nothing could reverse it.

"Thanks, Claire. Appreciate it." I put the bills down and walk immediately to leave the bar with claire behind.

•••

I walk down the street so aggressive and smashing every footsteps i took with my sneakers. I lower my head as if it was the heaviest thing i can carry from thoughts.

"The hell, what is everyone's deal against me today!" I mumble to myself

As much as i hate to, i need to go home; to Matt's flat. I have agreed to moved in long time ago, so i need to face this kind of situation like an adult. Even though it didn't get any easier, but I'll face it.

I raise my wrist to see the time, and damn. It's seven already. I waste two hours at the bar, glad claire stopped me from getting more drunk.

fifteen minutes passed from my walk, i arrived in front of the building. I figured it might cleared my mind to take a walk instead of a cab.

I was upset enough earlier to left the apartment without having the spare key with me. So i knocked the door whilst calling Matt's name. No answer. I check the door handled and turn out it wasn't locked.

"Matt?" I call out once again

I observe the place long enough to realize nobody's home. He didn't locked the door after leaving.

I locked the door and hang my coat. I put my purse onto the table and untie my hair, putting all my work clothes away. I grabbed my bathrobe to take a shower immediately.

••

When i left the bathroom, Matt's already there, sit by himself on the couch. The curtains wasn't closed, purple lights from the building across the street radiating on his pensive face. He looked emotionless, and empty.

He still wearing that tight black shirt and a boxer, the red devil suit scattered all over the floor right below the stairs. I figured he used the balcony entrance to get in.

Walking to the kitchen, i grab myself some water. "Sorry i locked the front door, was about to took a shower." I declare to him,

"Yeah, i left it unlocked for you. I knew you forget to grab the key this morning." He grunts walking towards the bathroom.

I drink my water and didn't really reply to Matt's word, i walk towards the bedroom to get myself ready for bed. Put on my beauty products step by step, and then my hair vitamin. I curl my hair occasionally before bed to keep the wavy hair i liked. i turn on my curling iron and carefully grab a few part of my hair.

"Fuck!" I grunted.

I accidentally burn my right shoulder with a curler. This barely ever happened before. What the hell do i have in mind.

The curler was flaming hot, it stings and leave a red bruise. I stare at my reflection from the mirror and tries to touch the burned area with my fingers. It make me hissed in pain.

I ran myself to the bathroom, it was locked because Matt still in there.

I knocked the bathroom door spontaneously "Matt open up, i need to use the sink."

He unlocked the door and i hurry myself to the sink, i turned the faucet on to have it splashed onto the burned area in my shoulder. it was mostly dominated by the back area so i have trouble reaching it by myself.

"What happened?" He confuse.

"I burned myself, it's nothing." I reply.

He scrunched his eyebrows. "How?"

"With a goddamn curler, Matt. Now if you'll excuse me." I tried to pat dry the wounds after washing it. I open the mirror cabinet to grab some antibiotics cream.

Matt sighed "C'mon let me help you." as he walk towards me.

"I'm fine." I said defensively. But he didn't backed up, not a single step.

He gently tries grab the antibiotics that's already in the palm of my hand. I remain stubborn and refuse to let him took it.

Matt standing behind me, he determined to let him assist me. "Look at me." He says with low voice close to my left ear.

I persist to push him away and keep my head down.

"Im tougher than you think." I whisper.

He nods "I know you are." his arm holding my left wrist, expecting me to let go.

"I can take care of myself." i declared without glancing at his face at all.

"You have." He says. "You still do. You always will. I've just joined in, too. Now we take care of each other." He gently stroke my left arm that holding the antibiotics.

I took a deep breath, I can't bare hearing his pleading voice.

"Please, just let me." He said whilst stare at me deeply.

I let go of my palm and let him took the antibiotics.

I stare at our reflection in the mirror, Matt move my hair and tuck it to my left shoulder so he could spread the antibiotics on my right shoulder. He was fresh out of the shower. Hair still wet, and towel hanging around his waist. I notice a fresh bruises around his chest, it wasn't looking really good.

"I'm sorry i hurt your feelings, y/n. I shouldn't have lied in the first place." He whispered as gently spread the cream with his finger.

"I've had my time to think, and i am madly in love with you, y/n. I love you so much. I'm so sorry if you ever doubt that because of my poor behavior." He declared.

He sighs "And i must admit, i hate it when you're trying to be defensive around me. I've seen hell, and that's just worse. It's the worst kind of punishment i could get from anyone, especially you." He continue as all the burned wound around my back shoulder already covered in layer of antibiotics.

Matt lean on the wall Infront of him, next to mirror. We stand across each other. His fingers slowly stroking my hair "You're the most incredible and independent woman I've ever met. And whenever we're able to be our true self around each other, to be vulnerable. It felt safe to me, because i knew we can always count on each other."

His thumb moved and gently brushing my cheeck "So just please. If i make another mistake in the future, talk to me. Or punish me however you like to. But i beg you, don't go with all this defensive action. It made me felt like a stranger around you."

I can tell how sincere he is about the apologize this time, those eyes could never lied to me. His tone is so soothing to hear. And he actually have his point this time. Matt always been the one who will acted first everytime we've had an arguments. Even when i was wrong, I'll keep my way of silence, but he'll always be the one who finds a way to break it. He couldn't bare if there's any distance between us and neither do i. But for me, it's always my ego that keep getting bigger, and never my heart.

Without my realization, a tears drop from my eye. "I - i'm so sorry." I stutter.

His thumb wiped my tears softly "It's okay. You did nothing wrong" He whisper.

I drop my head down. I tries to wipe all the tears myself that can't stop falling through my eyes. "You're always so kind to me, i don't understand." i sniffled.

"Oh honey." Matt whisper whilst clutching me into his arms. His shoulder were wide enough to cover my body. "Save yourself the suspense. You always been the one who can take a good care of me, okay?"

I lean into his chest. He stroke the back of my hair gently. He move his hands to cup both of my cheeks and gently lift my face to meet his eyes.

I sniffles as he keep wiping my tears, staring into his hazel eyes. Oh god, he is so enamored with me, and i am enchanted to him.

"Shh, it's okay. We're cool." He whispered

I burst into small chuckle "We're cool?" I repeated.

He smile softly "Yeah, we're cool. Right?"

"Yeah i think we're cool." i smile widely with my teeth.

"Okay, cool then." He kiss my cheeks alternately.

"Matt?" i mumble.

"Yeah?" he whispered

"Can i ask you questions?" I say softly.

"How long have you been practicing those paragraphs?" i continue jokingly.

He laughs "Long enough, it get me these bruises." he pointed at his chest

I gasps sarcastically "So that's how it happened! I wondered how could you get hit in that area." I glance at his chest and tries to put my fingers on the bruise.

"Is it painful?" I asked

"Ouch!" He yelled and flinched sarcastically, it was unexpected and startled me out.

I slap him jokingly. Then i kissed him passionately. My hands hang around his neck and his hands intensely stroking my waist.

"It's a prove of how much control you had over me." Matt teasing me.

I attack him with another kisses on the lips.

"Please don't ever get hit on your chest again." I look again at the bruise. It abstractly marked like a someone's fist right near his heart placed. He never took a hit from his chest area because his hand could always blocked it. And i made sure to remind him how fatal getting punched in the chest could turned out. Heart attack, cardiac arrest, you name it.

"I mean look" I pointed the bruise. "that's way too close to your heart."

He sighs "Sorry baby, I'll made sure that'll be the last time someone get to punch me in the chest. It was his lucky day."

I chuckles. "And how did you get punched, again?"

"Well, you've been on my mind all day. So i think going out and punch a few bad guys will distract me. But turns out, i can't focus, you haunt me." He smile warmly as if it didn't bother him.

"Make sense." I kiss him once again on the lips and slowly moving down to his chest. "Can we go to the bedroom now? I'll give you a massage."

Matt smiles again so delightful. "Sure."

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