I just dropped off my ballot at city hall. There was no one else there except the nice, very young man sitting by the collection box, so I have nothing exciting to report. No fuss, no muss. Some college/law school fluff would be much appreciated, if you are procrastinating your work then maybe the boys could be doing the same? This is a lovely idea, thank you!
 love an unfussy voting story!!
(tell me about your voting experience once you vote in this election and iâll write you a little mattfoggy ficlet)Â
The weirdest thing is probably that the first kiss was their first kiss and Mattâs so spaced out from lack of sleep and actual food and the fact that heâs got more caffeine currently in his body than heâs had collectively in his life that he barely remembers how they got here. Matt had shut his laptop and buried his face into his pillow to scream and Foggy had climbed onto his bed and said. . .something--words--and then. . .
Matt mightâve kissed him first. Touching Foggy has become normal for him this year but kissing him has always been abstract, something he tries to put aside because he doesnât want to fuck things up and have to find a new roommate next semester.
Also, if heâs going to have a sexual identity crisis, he wishes it wouldâve happened sometime that isnât finals week but Foggyâs mouth is soft and wet and heâs holding Matt down a little with his body while heâs straddling him and. . .itâs too distracting for his brain to escalate too much yet.
âIs this okay?â Foggy murmurs, not even giving Matt a chance to answer before his tongueâs in Mattâs mouth again.Â
âMmm hmm,â he hums, dragging his fingers through Foggyâs hair.Â
A few minutes later, Foggy breaks away and says, âWe should probably stop and. . .study. We were studying, I think.âÂ
â. . .weâre just taking a break,â Matt says, catching his breath. âRight?âÂ
âThe last time we took a break, we spent two hours thumb wrestling, not. . .â Foggy says, waving his hand in the air. âI just made a vague gesture. Whatever this is.âÂ
âI liked holding your hand,â Matt says, too abruptly, turning what heâs sure is bright red. Foggy laughs and runs his fingers over Mattâs cheek.Â
âI liked it, too,â he says, âbut this is different, I think.â
Matt sits up so Foggy moves off of him, hesitating before he leans in close to press a kiss to the corner of Foggyâs mouth. Foggy rests his forehead against Mattâs, sighing softly.Â
âIf we finish studying,â he says, running his hands down Mattâs arms to take both of his hands, lacing their fingers together, âthen we can do this for as long as we want. We donât even have to talk about what it means yet. Or--if it means something.âÂ
âIt means something,â Matt says, immediately.
Maybe he can skip the sexual crisis altogether and just lean into it. Like, go ahead and propose.
"Good,â Foggy says, sounding happy. âThatâs--to me, too. Now, Iâll kiss you again once I finish reading the next chapter, okay?â Â
Matt doesnât intentionally pout, except for how he kind of does, but Foggy breaks immediately to murmur, âYeah, fine, with the face,â and lean in and press a kiss to his mouth.
