God. Sleeping over and breakfast and coffee in the morning. He's breaking all his own rules. He's getting attached, and he shouldn't. He really shouldn't. There was a period of time after his second deployment that he thought things might settle into some sort of normalcy, and they did, sort of. But Tim's normal became something barely functional that made maintaining relationships hard. A hard he could handle, but not one anybody else could seem to. His issues always became too much.
So he just stopped trying, stuck to one night stands and casual hook ups, because that's easier for him and for them. And he's been content with it.
Until now, apparently. Until Matt fucking Murdock.
He doesn't go for the coffee right away. Instead, he moves a little closer to Matt. If he's going to doing all of these things he shouldn't do, he might as well do them thoroughly.
"I like you without the glasses," he says, and at risk of distracting Matt from cooking, he reaches out carefully to brush his fingers over the other's cheekbone. "It's nice."
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God. Sleeping over and breakfast and coffee in the morning. He's breaking all his own rules. He's getting attached, and he shouldn't. He really shouldn't. There was a period of time after his second deployment that he thought things might settle into some sort of normalcy, and they did, sort of. But Tim's normal became something barely functional that made maintaining relationships hard. A hard he could handle, but not one anybody else could seem to. His issues always became too much.
So he just stopped trying, stuck to one night stands and casual hook ups, because that's easier for him and for them. And he's been content with it.
Until now, apparently. Until Matt fucking Murdock.
He doesn't go for the coffee right away. Instead, he moves a little closer to Matt. If he's going to doing all of these things he shouldn't do, he might as well do them thoroughly.
"I like you without the glasses," he says, and at risk of distracting Matt from cooking, he reaches out carefully to brush his fingers over the other's cheekbone. "It's nice."