StartUp// Phil Rask people Opening up the to him//opening his door
It’s interesting watching him go from the Top where you first see his wife opening the door to him and he’s all confident and the last shot of the door being opened to him and he looks desperate//miserable
Being in his arms felt like being in a sanctuary of utter peace and purity, as anyone would imagine it to be laying with their lover.
You’d come to the conclusion that you loved him just months before and he gladly extended the feeling.
“I should be getting home soon,” you sigh.
“Don’t leave,” Matt murmurs in your hair. “I’ll be cold.”
You chuckle, kissing his bare shoulder before sitting up. “I really do have to go. My sister is in town, she’ll be flipping out of I don’t get back soon. She is currently trying to convince me to move back to [hometown.]”
Matt sat up, frowning. “Why?”
“She thinks Hell’s Kitchen is too dangerous. Which, I mean, it kinda is. She also thinks that Daredevil guy is a complete kook.”
Matt hid the humour from his face. “I wouldn’t say a complete kook,” he shrugged. You chuckled at him as you pulled on your shoes. “I wouldn’t say he’s exactly sane,” you sighed. “But I can’t say I’m not grateful for him. He did save my life.”
“Which is exactly why I, too, am grateful for him,” Matt replied, holding his hands out, silently asking for you to come over.
He “saw” your figure move closer to him and then felt your fingers intertwine with his. “I’m sorry I have to leave,” you murmur. “Don’t be. I’ll see you tomorrow. Will you be okay getting home?” he asked. “I always am. And besides, I have Daredevil to protect me,” you said teasingly, kissing his nose. “Do I have to fight this guy to death for your love?” he laughed.
“Darling, dearest, Matt,” you whispered to him, “you are the only one I could ever love.”
“Come closer,” he muttered to you. He swooped an arm around you, hands on your waist. Gently, he tugged you closer.
Your teeth grazed his lip, teasing him, and he let out a small groan.
Slowly, you kissed him. And again you found yourself in the sanctuary of his arms, though this one was neither peaceful nor pure; only loud and sinnful.
<b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Writers :</b> One main character is gay, we are good.<p/><b>People :</b> Bitch no ? Every f*cking main characters of your show look gay, let them be themselves !<p/><b>Writers :</b> It wouldn't be realistic.<p/><b>People :</b> Mhm... Yeah !? Open your eyes, everybody is gay in real life, they just don't scream it all the time.<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
They had catched you… You could beat three of them but in the end Valentine had too many loyal members and you were alone.
So here you were, captured and with no way out. They didn’t even left you your stele.
“I’d told you, you would come with us, (y/n). You always were more of a rebel, than your brother.” “What do you want? I’m not falling for your mindgames, Valentine. I will not work for you.” “Oh I knew that.” Valentine smiled wickedly. “But we both know that your brother will try everything to get you out.”
It felt like cold water was rushing down your spine, as you finally realized what the real deal was. “I’m only the lure for Jace.”