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Blood brothers-Matt Murdock
I went to go see blood brothers and I had this idea didn’t want to write an entire story though so enjoy? (Btw this is college Matt)
Not a x reader or anything no oc’s just Matt and foggy bcs i love them
Foggy Nelson, that’s what everyone called him he hated his name,Franklin foggy Nelson. It made him sound like an old man. He didn’t follow his family traditions, he aimed higher he wanted more and he got there. Foggy Nelson; best friend roommate, soon to be lawyer.
Matt Murdock, that’s what everyone called him, he hated his name because anyone who had wanted the name for him when he was young was gone. No mother no father. No family tradition, only legacy. He shot where his father aimed, before the gun went off. And through hard work (or maybe just this once his payers hadn’t been discarded) he had hit the bullseye. He lived up to his father’s expectations. Matt Murdock; best friend, roommate, soon to be lawyer.
Foggy and Matt, lived two separate worlds yet really they lived a few roads apart for most of their lives. In most situations divides comes from riches, But riches aren’t always money. Foggy nelson with a family owned store sewn together by connections and love and a home that shone so much brighter than Murdocks. A loving mother always ready to give a sloppy kiss or a cradling hug. A jesting father armed with cold cuts sports jokes and a hand ready to ruffle your hair. Siblings and cousins and aunts and distant twelfth-teenth time removed whoever’s who find themselves around the table. Because that’s who the Nelson’s were. Good.
Matt Murdock, a dingy apartment drained of light and colour since matts eyes withdrew their desire to appreciate colour other than red. Medical kits and sutures for when battlin’ jack staggered back home with red blinding his vision, just like his son… although his red vision would turn black sooner or later. Once it did church is what Matt knew he knew unanswered pleas to god and the nuns outside his door as he clawed at his ears and begged for the noise to lessen for a splinter of peace amongst the fractured mind. And then he knew stick.
But despite their differences they were Matt Murdock and Foggy Nelson best friends, roommates, soon to be lawyers.
It was a rare occasion in which foggy had managed to pry matt away from the piles of work that he didn’t need to do, so now a bottle in hand and four more down their gullets they stumbled back to campus, no longer best friends, roommates, soon to be lawyers but brothers. they slump down on a cold concrete step the unwavering cold beneath them couldn’t even shake the warmth they felt together
“Matt will you be my blood brother?” Foggy asks, albeit slurred and giggling but he asked nonetheless.
“Foggy that’s kids stuff” Matt laughs along with foggy. Taking a sip from his bottle to enhance the warmth he felt in his chest. “Well yeah but come on I won’t tell anyone blind matt Murdock made a blood pact” foggy said his usual jolly voice slightly gruff from the alcohol dimming his senses Matt laughed again, Matt only ever laughed with foggy. “Most people just say Matt Murdock” but He nodded… foggy wasn’t blind so just perhaps he’d notice matts discreet acceptance of his offer… And he most certainly did he lets out a noise that can only be the true definition of childish joy.
A small nick on each hand the red that clouded matts vision pooling in each of their hands “you better not give me an STD foggy” Matt quips as their hands meet the grasp playful and caring. “We’re blood brothers now and we’ve always got to stand by eachother. So say after me… I will always stand by Foggy and I will let him get some of the drop dead stunning ladies that stumble into my blind sights” Matt lets out a bark of laughter “how would I know if they’re stunning I’m blind I can’t see them” Matt retorts “you have some kind of sixth- well fifth sense for it”
Foggy Nelson and Matt Murdock; best friends roomates soon to be lawyers and blood brothers.
(I was going to make this sad but I’m to lazy and I wanted to make my first post)
THANKS FOR READING!!!
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