(She almost bled out. Matthew believes that God was watching when they were able to get her stabilized enough that they could move her. Take her to a proper hospital. Let her spend all her money on medical bills.
She scratched her initials on his heart like a tree trunk. He stayed up with her at the hospital every night. Foggy was furious-- he stopped calling. Matt wasn't sure if he'd have a job when this was over.
The night she leaves, they roll her to the taxi and Matt opens the door, helps her up. When they reach his apartment, he attempts to princess-carry her to the bed and lay her down.)
[ the days pass in a blur and elektra is only conscious for part of it. while she's awake she's mostly just aware of the pain of her wounds and the ill feeling from losing so much blood, but she's also aware of him holding her hand, the warmth of his skin and the anxious pounding of his heart.
it all still aches as they move from the car and up his stairs and elektra clutches tighter as the pain spikes when she moves too quickly or in the wrong way. when they get to his door he finally ignores her price and moves to lift her into his arms. she'd protest, but she's not really in a condition to argue and more than that, she doesn't want to.
her eyes close as she pillows her cheek against his shoulder, clinging tight and breathing him in. ]
(He cradles her like she's the most precious gems, a newborn baby, or a bomb. She's a little bit of all those things combined.
He lays her on his super soft, silky sheeted bed. Instead of climbing over her, he cross around and lays in the bed with her too, shoes and jacket still on.)
[ it hurts to stretch out, so elektra curls on her side instead, closing her eyes as she feels him move in to lay down beside her. he asks if she's still with him and her eyes open again and she twists her face towards his in spite of the pain, kissing him lightly on the mouth. ]
So far. [ she uncurls a bit, trying to find his hand. ]
[ her own eyes close as his do, timed perfectly with him though she's got no way of knowing that. she pulls his hand to her mouth, kissing his knuckles before turning over in his arms. it pulls at her stitches, but she wants to be as close as she can get to him right now. ]
I need you, too. [ her voice is quiet, free of the humor that had been there just moments before. ] Thank you for saving me.
(He just did what anyone would do. He doesn't want to be owed by her. He wants them to be even in their relationship. If that's what they're going to have-- considering she's in his bed, that's probably what they will have.)
[ she's not so sure it's what anyone would do. she's made plenty of enemies, between the hand, the chaste, and her father's business partners. maybe someone who didn't know her would save her if they saw her bleeding out, but he does know her and he still had. it means something.
their faces are inches apart now, and she closes the space, shifting forward to kiss him lightly. ]
[ it doesn't, not to her. her eyes are closed anyway and she knows him too well to be creeped out by anything he does. she leans back a little, tucking her hand underneath the pillow as he asks her what he can get her. ]
I don't suppose you'd let me wash down painkillers with tequila?
(Matt has strawberry jelly, his dad always had them for him. And considering he's not been taking any jobs since he's been at Elektra's side, there isn't much else to eat in the house.)
[ she remembers him telling her one day, when they'd holed up in his dorm room instead of in her penthouse. the memory and the fact that he'd held on to the pieces of comfort, that he's willing to share it with her, makes her smile and she nods, shifting to lie fully on her back. ]
Can you toast the bread? [ there's maybe a bit of playful pleading in her tone. it's a little needy, but she is recovering from a poisoned stab wound. ] Please?
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She scratched her initials on his heart like a tree trunk. He stayed up with her at the hospital every night. Foggy was furious-- he stopped calling. Matt wasn't sure if he'd have a job when this was over.
The night she leaves, they roll her to the taxi and Matt opens the door, helps her up. When they reach his apartment, he attempts to princess-carry her to the bed and lay her down.)
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it all still aches as they move from the car and up his stairs and elektra clutches tighter as the pain spikes when she moves too quickly or in the wrong way. when they get to his door he finally ignores her price and moves to lift her into his arms. she'd protest, but she's not really in a condition to argue and more than that, she doesn't want to.
her eyes close as she pillows her cheek against his shoulder, clinging tight and breathing him in. ]
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He lays her on his super soft, silky sheeted bed. Instead of climbing over her, he cross around and lays in the bed with her too, shoes and jacket still on.)
You still with me?
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So far. [ she uncurls a bit, trying to find his hand. ]
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(He can feel her fumbling, feels the air around her moving, and he grips her hand.)
Don't ever do this again, okay? (He chuckles softly.)
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I'll just need to be faster next time, won't I?
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(he wets his lips nervously, and closes his eyes. He feels like he's in a haze, overwhelmed.)
I need you around.
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I need you, too. [ her voice is quiet, free of the humor that had been there just moments before. ] Thank you for saving me.
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(He just did what anyone would do. He doesn't want to be owed by her. He wants them to be even in their relationship. If that's what they're going to have-- considering she's in his bed, that's probably what they will have.)
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their faces are inches apart now, and she closes the space, shifting forward to kiss him lightly. ]
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When he pulls away, he's ready to play nurse.)
What can I get you?
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I don't suppose you'd let me wash down painkillers with tequila?
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(There's a bit of teasing in his voice.)
The most I'll do is offer you a beer.
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That German garbage? I'll just take water.
[ she knows she should eat something, too, but she isn't especially hungry. ]
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(Matt has strawberry jelly, his dad always had them for him. And considering he's not been taking any jobs since he's been at Elektra's side, there isn't much else to eat in the house.)
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Can you toast the bread? [ there's maybe a bit of playful pleading in her tone. it's a little needy, but she is recovering from a poisoned stab wound. ] Please?