AKA “everyone is affected by some sort of love spell and falls in love with person A but person B’s behavior curiously doesn’t change at all” (@preciouswlw)
1. Like most things in Matt’s life, it’s Danny’s fault.
2. The first thing Strange does is order everyone else out of the room.
3. “What’s up, guys?” he tries, aiming for casual and missing by a mile.
4. Matt ends up in Dr. Strange’s coat closet.
5. “Melvin, this isn’t what it looks like,” Matt says desperately.
6. Matt’s stomach ties itself in knots while he’s crouched on the fire escape of Foggy’s apartment.
7. “So you don’t…” Love me. The words stick in his throat…
8. Matt’s hands clench into fists. “I’m asking for help.”
9. The next thing he knows, Foggy is shaking him awake.
10. Matt pulls the blanket up to his chin. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it. It’s fine.”
to be continued.
How could we even tell the difference, Foggy says. This is the most I’ll ever love you again, Matt hears.
“I get that you’re angry,” he bites out, “but you don’t have to be cruel about it.”
Foggy rounds on him for the second time that night. “Cruel? You want to talk about cruel? I’m coming around to the possibility you did somehow cause the spell to happen, Matt, because that’s what you do. If someone has a feeling that’s inconvenient, just pretend they don’t! Why should I be surprised that you finally got the world the act the way you want it?”
“The world isn’t the way I want it!”
“Yeah? How’s that?”
“You still hate me!”
Matt’s first reaction, he’s ashamed to note, is a ridiculous surge of jealousy at Jessica’s use of the possessive.
His second is alarm. The only way Jessica could know that is if she’s still staking Matt’s apartment out, and that could mean her following Foggy back to Matt – or worse, Foggy in danger. Matt’s not sure how irrationally the spell will make people behave.
He decides to buy time by playing dumb. Hogarth? he directs his phone to text.
The answer’s almost immediate: no nelson
wait
nelson anD MURDOCK
i knew it sounded familiar
Well. That’s not good.
In Matt’s apartment, the Defenders sit three in a row on the sofa, drinking his coffee. They all perk up when he thunders down the stairs from the roof. “Stay there. Don’t even talk,” he growls. It’s his work-voice, and he doesn’t mean the one he uses on juries.
Danny whimpers and fans himself with his hand.
Matt shucks his mask and falls to his knees in front of Foggy seated at the table, taking him gently by the back of the neck and feeling for damage to his throat.
“Are you hurt?”
“I’ll live,” Foggy says. He turns his head a little, takes in Luke, Jessica, and Danny openly watching, and drops his voice uselessly, “but we are definitely having words later, counsellor.”
Y’ALL
oh my god, they were roommates 