You Can Talk to Me
Summary: A night of drinks becomes something else when the reader reveals what’s been bothering her the past week. Matt tries to not be blinded by his feelings for his best friend as he comforts her, but this heartbreak may be just what she needs to see what’s right in front of her.
Notes: Yet another Matt comfort imagine, surprise surprise. I guess the thing about heartbreak, is it gives you plenty to write about. I don’t really have much else for this one, other than I’m just writing whatever I need right now. And fuck it, if that means combining smut with a comfort imagine, so be it. This is a lot, but I loved every minute of writing it.
Warnings: Angst, 18+ SMUT (choking, oral, unprotected, the works)
Karen checked her watch again, head peeking over the growing crowd at Josie’s to try and spot the fourth member of their get-together.
“She’s never late,” Karen said, frowning. She turned to the two men waiting with her. “Maybe I should call again.”
Matt listened. Old rock hits played over the speakers and a group of men bickered by the pool table, but past the buzz of the neon and slight muffling through the window pane, he heard it. Quick, shallow breaths and a hurried heartbeat paired with the sharpness of salt in the air.
He heard as you took a few deep breaths and hastily wiped your cheeks.
You pushed open the door to the bar with a strained smile and searching eyes.
“She’s here,” Matt said, his tone turned solemn.
Foggy beamed, spotting you by the entrance. “How does he do that?”
Matt’s head tilted, analyzing your movements as you made your way through the crowd. Karen and Foggy were still looking for a table, but he could practically feel the effort it took to keep up your sunny demeanor.
“Sorry I’m late,” you said, finally reaching them. “I got an unexpected call from work.”
You’d never lied to them before.
Karen waved it off. “Well, you’re here now.”
“Let the party commence!” Foggy cheered.
Matt gave you a small smile. You did your best to return it. The other two left to get more drinks.
“Work, huh?” Matt prompted.
Your heart skipped again. “Yeah, they just needed to run something by me. No big deal.”