warnings and tags: babies first fic, throuple, complicated to lovers, Fratt, making out, not canon compliant, no use of y/n, nicknames 2x, assumed vigilante reader, short and sweet, suggestive? Either way, read at your own discretion. (1.4k words)
You sit comfortably in your cozy, some would say small, apartment in the gloomy streets of Hell's Kitchen. Waiting, watching and listening for your phone to buzz, the hope that the word "Frank" or "Matt" would flash across the screen with a buzz, fills your chest. Hope that they would do what they promised and would actually stay in touch after they fixed you up after a bar fight and then later fought beside you as The punisher and Daredevil.
With your legs folded over each other, snug against the ratty couch that you and your friend drunkenly shoved through the door a few years ago, the tv booms with sounds of bullets piercing the air, almost deafening you.
"The punisher and Daredevil are creating more trouble for the AVTF on a roof of a laundromat. Citizens are urged to stay away from west forty eighth street."
Oh my god, they're such idiots. You roll your eyes with a huff and click the remote before throwing it moodily onto the pillows. Storming into the kitchen you snatch your coat and car keys, which were lazily tossed onto the island earlier, and burst through your door.
"Castle!" Matt yells, practically screeches, at Frank so he sees his baton spinning towards his face. With a low grunt, Frank rapidly catches the stick and launches it at a task force members forehead, knocking him down.
"Call for back up!" The man exclaims into his radio as he scrambles to his feet, hastily trying to get away from the huge bear of a man glaring into his soul, or lack there of. The Punisher points his gun to the officers skull, finger curled tightly around the trigger. Frank hears a murmur come from the idiot in red beside him, and lowers his weapon with a snarky stare.
"We need to get out of here before the big guys come." Murdock huffs out breathily, head tilting to listen attentively for the screech of car wheels and the booming of heavy boots on the gravel road the next street over.
"We should-" Frank is silenced by the blinding white lights from a battered, black Subaru, forced to shield his eyes. Adorned with bullet holes, the window rolls down causing Matt to grin when he hears your heavy breaths.
"Get in." You say out of breath. Frank rolls his eyes and turns around to leave.
"Frank, get in the damn car." The devil demands, impatiently putting his hands on his hips. Typical Matt. "And do not say you'd rather walk, i know our heart picked up the same way mine did." He smirks at the taller man.
"I call shotgun" Castle grumbles, runs his hand through his hair and jumps into the front seat beside you.
Your hand taps on the wheel as you come to a halt at a red light, stress clearly effecting your body. You have ever right to be mad at them, you think to yourself, but maybe you're just being clingy. You sigh softly "You guys... suck".
Matt chuckles to himself into the backseat, the red, horned mask sitting on the seat adjacent. Meanwhile, Frank whips his head around to face you. "Oh,baby, you miss us, hm?" Sarcastically comes from his mouth whilst his eyes stay locked on our side profile, eager for a reaction. You don't reply, you just slap your foot down as soon as a glimpse of green flashes across the isolated road, causing both of the men to brace themselves.
The car stays silent until you get to The punisher's hideout in some dusty basement, he had previously trusted you to keep it quiet and only show up if there was an emergency. Eventually, you rest your head on the wheel, hitting your head gently on it a few times with a groan before Frank lets out a snicker and strokes your soft hair gently, well as gentle as The punisher can be with all of the adrenaline rushing through his veins. "We should probably get inside before we get cornered...again" A very winded Matt sighs out from behind you.
Finally, Frank bursts out of the car first, which tells Matt that he should trail after him like an angry puppy, you follow involuntarily behind the men. Maneuvering cautiously around a fence, you catch up to the guys who are opening the door quietly in order to avoid neighbor's suspicion. Matt finds his way to a torn, navy couch and flops onto it causing Frank to glare at him as you make your way over to the first aid kit to patch up a bullet graze. No biggie!
"Need help, sweetheart?" Matt asks with no tone of mocking or judgement.
You chuckle to yourself as you strap a bandage and gauze over the wound. "You're blind, Matt." He smiles and tips his head back. "I'm all done anyway." You finish as you toss the bandages over to a very aching Frank, before walking over to the same couch that Matt is half asleep on and curling up on it.
Frank looks over nonchalantly, as to not be caught staring at the two of you. He turns around speedily and patches up the gash on his chest. "Yeah, get comfy you two : i call dibs on the bed." Frank murmurs to you and Matt, who is combing his fingers through your hair, causing you both to roll your eyes. You watch intently as Castle wanders to a some sort or kitchen where he tries to keep himself occupied.
"Frank, c'mere" You mumble after seeing his inability to concentrate on anything but you and Matt cuddling. Moving your legs aside, Frank sits awkwardly on the couch causing Matt to smirk at him knowingly. Matt and Frank knew they'd have to fight each other to see who would shoot their shot with you : during all of the fighting, they both realized they kind of wanted each other too. Relationships are crazy sometimes. Frank loves Matt, Matt loves Frank, Frank loves you, Matt loves you. Your feelings for them have never been mentioned.
You stretch your legs over Frank's with a groan and lean your head back onto Matt's lap, eventually drifting off to sleep whilst Matts hands run through your hair.
Groggily, you wake up cushioned between Frank's pillows. You recall falling asleep on the couch, the last thing you remember is laying across two sets of muscley thighs, so why the hell are you in a bed? Your eyes ,finally, fully flutter open when you hear the sound of groaning like someone's in pain. With pricked up ears, you slide out of the bed and blindly tip-toe towards the noise. As you walk through the archway leading to the "kitchen" your eyes lock onto Matt and Frank leaned against the island. Kissing?!
"oh!, i wasn't aware that this was happening." You squeak, staring into the guys' souls. They scatter apart as the sound of your voice.
Matt looks as if he wants to run away but Frank stays completely still.
"I- uh!" Matt chokes out as if he was just making out with his worst enemy. oh wait!
Frank chuckles at Matt's nervousness; "d'ya say we got room for one more?" You think he's joking at first, but then you see the glitter in his eyes. Enticing you to stalk towards them, hesitant but needy enough to keep walking. Matt's head tilts: listening to your soft footsteps getting louder.
You grab the back of his hair, gently. Looking at his flushed face, you watch him nod slowly with a gulp of anticipation. Frank's hand caresses your back sweetly, whilst you lean towards Matt's lips, like you've done this a thousand times, it comes easy.
Lips twisting against each others cause wet smacking sounds to echo across the room. You grab at the head behind yours, fingers tucked into Frank's overgrown hair. Eventually, you remove your mouth from Matt's, spit coating your swelling lips as you turn your head towards the man behind you.
Frank latches his lips onto yours quickly, as i he'd been waiting for this. He had been. He allows a low groan to slip as he hears Matt sucking and licking at your neck in front of him. Fuck.
Breathlessly, you move backwards dizzily. "We should probably talk about this" You gasp.
"personally," Matt begins. "I think we've done enough talking". Frank looks stunned at Matt's sudden boldness then looks at you with a grin.
You giggle and wrap your arms around your favorite guys' necks and press a kiss to each of their stubbled cheeks. This is going to be a fun night!
creds to @cursed-carmine for the beautiful divider!!
a/n: Hope this was okay! It's just super short but i wouldn't mind making a few parts to this. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated and requests are open!!!
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