He manages a smile— the thought of playing with the kids, even if it's still a few months away, is comforting enough. It's safe, and happy, and the kind of life he'd long since written off for himself until Kirsten told him she was pregnant with Skye. He doesn't regret the turn his life has taken since, but still can't help worrying about what would happen if his past ever catches up to him.
He hones his senses on the kids for a moment, still sound asleep in their rooms, undoubtedly dreaming of huge snow mountains and mega ramps— thankfully, the reckless genes they inherited from both of their parents have only manifested through extreme sports so far, and there are about a hundred ways of keeping them safe on that front. If only keeping them safe from supervillains were as easy if it ever comes to it.
Matt shakes that thought away though. They're both at home, and safe, as much as his nightmares try convincing him otherwise. Matt fully intends on doing all he can to keep it that way forever.
He shifts his focus back to Kirsten, and leans in for a quick kiss, taking a moment to just cherish in her wamrth and the sound of her heartbeat. He can confidently say that meeting her was one of the best things that have ever happened to him, and he doesn't know what his life would be like if she wasn't here— and he most definitely doesn't want to find out.
"I love you, did you know that?" He says, as if it's news to either of them, rather than something he tells her practically on a daily basis. "So much so that I'll agree to come back to bed. Come on," He smiles. Truth be told, he doubts he'll be getting any sleep for the rest of the night, but snuggling in bed with his wife does sound infinitely better than standing in the living room until sunrise.
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