Invited me in... Sounds like he's a vampire. LOL... So, fluff… I honestly didn’t intend on fluff… It just happened as they began talking to each other… So, maybe Mike can’t just go to Foggy to piss Matt off right now, but… That’s ok, as maybe Mike knows both their schedules and… Foggy has class for an hour and a half this morning, somewhere across campus… ? *shrugs*
Matt stands up from his seat. “That’s one of my spare canes… You’re still pretending to be me.”
“Yes, Matty, I am.”
“Why?!”
“I’m not leaving you. I swear. I’m just not in a place in my life where I can do normal right now.”
“What?”
“You trust me, right?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Well, then, study up, and I’ll see you later.”
Matt cocks his head to the side, listening for signs that they were being watched. “Alright. I don’t understand it, but I’m going to hold you to it.”
Mike smiles and waves as he turns to leave. As he takes his first steps forward, he sweeps Matt’s cane in a wide arch, in the exact, practiced manner that Matt does. Matt listens, somewhat astonished. His brother appears to move just like he would. If he didn’t already know why, he’d wonder why Mike was so practiced.
Matt is baffled by his brother’s behavior. It’s as if he is afraid of living his own life? Or at least, afraid to allow himself anything that might be construed as normal. Matt knows from experience that Stick did not want them to have relationships, friends, or to surround themselves with “soft” things. For that very reason he doesn’t feel bad about allowing himself the indulgence of silk sheets on his twin bed.
What is Mike up to? He’s tempted to follow, but… He doesn’t want to wait another six months to talk to his brother again.
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Re: Where Matt has a real identical twin named Mike who is sighted and is Daredevil
Date: 2016-04-26 05:34 am (UTC)Matt stands up from his seat. “That’s one of my spare canes… You’re still pretending to be me.”
“Yes, Matty, I am.”
“Why?!”
“I’m not leaving you. I swear. I’m just not in a place in my life where I can do normal right now.”
“What?”
“You trust me, right?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Well, then, study up, and I’ll see you later.”
Matt cocks his head to the side, listening for signs that they were being watched. “Alright. I don’t understand it, but I’m going to hold you to it.”
Mike smiles and waves as he turns to leave. As he takes his first steps forward, he sweeps Matt’s cane in a wide arch, in the exact, practiced manner that Matt does. Matt listens, somewhat astonished. His brother appears to move just like he would. If he didn’t already know why, he’d wonder why Mike was so practiced.
Matt is baffled by his brother’s behavior. It’s as if he is afraid of living his own life? Or at least, afraid to allow himself anything that might be construed as normal. Matt knows from experience that Stick did not want them to have relationships, friends, or to surround themselves with “soft” things. For that very reason he doesn’t feel bad about allowing himself the indulgence of silk sheets on his twin bed.
What is Mike up to? He’s tempted to follow, but… He doesn’t want to wait another six months to talk to his brother again.