#Matt Murdock Fanifiction

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What Do I Look Like (Foggy x Matt)

It was like any other weekend. Foggy was high out of his mind and Matt was doing everything in his current limited power to freak him out and mess with him.

"Ok ok ok ok ok ok... ok" Foggy started on what seemed like a very interesting idea and sat up to face Matt. "What do I look like?"

Matt laughed "How am I supposed to know?"

Foggy laughed along with him for a bit and then said. "Ok, smartass. what do you think I look like, then?"

The perfect opportunity to mess with Foggy has presented itself. As it usually does after Foggy's finished smoking. Matt settled in and thought for a second about the perfect place to start and what would freak Foggy out the most.

He cleared his throat. "Well, I think you have long, shaggy hair and facial hair, only a little bit though."

This made Foggy burst into a huge belly laugh "Dude what the fuck! How do you know that?"

Matt started laughing too "Am I right?"

"Scarcely so my good friend."

There was a pause and then Matt spoke up "How do I know you're not lying to me? The whole 'Pitty The Blind Man' shtick." Of course, he knew he was right, he just wanted to see what Foggy would do. If he would apologize, or tell him to shut up. Not that he had any reason to apologize.

Foggy started to talk and then stopped, thinking for a bit. Thinking about what his next move should be. He had a huge crush on Matt. Pretty much since the day they met. How he smiled and laughed at his dumbass jokes and played along in his dumbass games. He thought that maybe Matt might like him, too. His only hang-up was how Matt's religion might come into play.

Weed wasn't nearly as effective as liquid courage, but at this moment it did the job just fine.

So with his next move carefully decided he beckoned Matt over "Fine wiseass, come over here."

Slightly confused he made his way across the room to Foggys bed and sat on the edge, facing him. "What're you doing?"

Foggy cleared his throat, thankful that  Matt couldn't see him blushing. "Well, and feel free to punch me in the face is I'm being insensitive, but you know that Lionel Richie music video where the blind girl feels his face and then makes a bust of him and is all like 'This is how I see you ooh la la let's make out'?"

Matt laughed "Of course I know about how blind people "see" Foggy, I am blind people."

"Oh yeah of course." he cleared his throat again as his blush deepened "Why don't you do that? So you can "see" my long, luscious hair and awsome beard that would put Tony Stark to shame."

Matt laughed again. He always laughed when he was around Foggy, he really was Matts best friend. But sometimes, at night, Matt found himself listening to Foggys heartbeat and deep breaths, wishing that they could be more than friends. It took him a long time and a lot of nights praying to figure out his feelings and to realize that he wouldn't be rejected from God's golden kingdom for loving another man.

"Ok," He said, turning to face Foggy completely. Now sitting cross-legged in front of him. He wiped his hands on his jeans. He was nervous and his hands were sweaty to prove it. "Stay still so I don't end up thinking your nose is one your forehead."

He had only done this once or twice before, with his dad and a few girls along the way that thought it would be a saintly act to hook up with a blind guy. He knew what Foggy looked like, or at least an idea of it. But still, he couldn't help but feel excited to know what he looked like in more detail.

He let out a deep breath he didn't know he was holding and reached forward for Foggys face. Starting by holding his face slightly. Since his sense of touch is so sensitive he didn't need much to feel like fine details of Foggys face. He kept one hand on Foggys cheek as the other gently traced down his jawline to his chin and chuckled to himself when he got to the little bit of scruff that was previously deemed to but Stark to shame. In Matt's mind, it did. He moved his hand back to Foggys cheek and ran his thumbs under his eyes and then moved up to run them over his eyebrows.

Again, He left one hand on Foggys cheek and took the other one to explore the shape of his nose. He then moved both hands into Foggys hair, just a little bit. it wasn't part of seeing what his face really looked like, it was just something he always wanted to do. Through all of this, he could feel Foggy staring at him. While Matt was feeling his face, he was trying to mesmerize every little detail of Matt's. Every curve, dot, and line, burned into his memory.

Done, with feeling his face he kept his hands on the sides of Foggys face, holding it.

"Uh, Matt?"

This seemed to knock him out of a slight trance he was locked in, focused on his movements he didn't know what to do once he was done. In that moment, he decided to be his blunt self.

"Can I kiss you?" Matt blurted out. Now extremely red, his hands were still resting on Foggys cheeks and he could feel Foggy starting to heat up.

"Uhm, I mean I- Man,"

Matt could hear his heart racing and decided that he would just go for it.

He kissed him.

And Foggy kissed him back.

They broke apart and laughed

Matt took his hands off of Foggys face and put them in his lap. Foggy didn't know what to do so he just reached forward and kissed Matt again, grabbing him by his shirt collar and pulling him into a hug.

"I can't believe you did that!" Foggy exclaimed, his heart still racing.

Matt pressed their foreheads together

"Yeah," He chuckled "Me neither."