i made a thing
so there’s a beautiful post going around right now that basically asks: What happens when Foggy’s childhood bestie Dean Portman comes to town? Cue the jealous!Matt. this is my offering to the fic gods
and my request for someone else to do better please!
“Fulton?” Matt sputters, sounding almost indignant about it all but Foggy’s too busy being engulfed in a massive back-thumping bear hug by a real life J-Crew catalog model to even notice.
It’s funny, when Foggy mentioned an “old friend” might be joining them tonight (“You mean you have friends who aren’t Matt or me?” “I laugh, but only to hide my tears Page.”) for drinks Karen hadn’t been expecting this. This being the six-foot giant currently detaching from Foggy, clapping him on the shoulders and upper arms a few more times for good measure before finally turning towards the rest of the table.
Even in the low-lights of Josie’s bar Foggy’s flushed face is sort of hard to miss (kind of like Matt’s furrowed brow and the unhappy twitch at the corner of his mouth when Foggy’s long lost friend drapes an arm over Foggy’s shoulders). “Hey guys, remember my friend, the one I was telling you about? This is Dean!” Foggy claps Dean on his wide, strapping chest (Karen is just guessing but it feels like a really educated guess, based purely on the face situation she’s seeing). “Dean, this is my partner Matt Murdock, and our beautiful and far too good for us friend Karen Page.”