#coffee dates with marvelswh0re

[itwasthereaminuteago]

im a sucker for christian symbolism in any kind of daredevil related fiction so im gonna choose 'genesis' as a title for the future matt x reader fic

I went with some fluff for this one 🙂💕

|| Genesis ||

In the beginning…

If you asked Matt to scroll through the book of his life he'd swear you had always been there. Was there one moment when you'd had seeped into his life, into his very being, that could be defined?

The beginning…

Was it when you'd literally first bumped into him in the court corridors, sending his coffee flying and your papers fluttering around like giant snowflakes amid showered apologies?

Or maybe it was when you took his arm, guiding him to the coffee shop to buy him another?

Was it the first time you'd come over to his place, where he'd wanted to cook you dinner (which he was more than capable of, usually) and he fucked it up so spectacularly, but you still ate it even though he insisted on ordering take out?

The first date? When you were absently stroking his fingers with yours, interlacing them while you both talked and shared your lives with each other.

Could it have been the first kiss… that night in the street when you had walked him home, the rain pelting down in sheets but neither of you cared because your lips were on his, softer than he could have ever imagined.

It must have been when he heard you laughing so easily with his friends, Foggy and Karen, when he'd first introduced you to them at Josie's.

Maybe it was when he woke up with you curled against his side, sensing your eyelids flutter in the midst of a dream, listening to your deep, slow breaths as you slept with the soft memory of the night before.

The first time you'd seen him wounded, and cleaned and helped stitch him up without hesitation or question.

He was in love with you, simple as that. It didn't matter when it had begun. Didn't matter when he had taken his own heart in his hands and held it out for you to have, forever.

~

He was laying on the couch one night when it happened. His head resting in your lap as you read your book out to him.

He wasn't certain at first, but then, as he focused beneath your voice - a delicate fluttering little pulse alongside the steady beat of your own heart.

The biggest smile spread its way across his whole face.

"What?" you quizzed, "what is it Matty?"

He'd fallen in love again, right at the beginning.

~

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[itwasthereaminuteago]

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I've been thinking a lot lately about taking Matt on a date. I'd want it to be something he can fully enjoy without being overwhelmed, but I want it to be special, more than just a nice dinner.

Is a theme park too loud / crowded? Would a walk through a botanical garden cause him to sneeze?

Right now, I'm thinking a comedy show??

Or maybe some sort of wine / honey / ice cream tasting? It would be so cute to compare flavor notes with Matt, he'd of course catch everything and I'd be like "umm I think I taste some sort of fruit in here????"

I just our man to have one night of angst-free, low-stakes fun.

¦¦ Tasting Notes ¦¦

You take Matt on a wine tasting date...

Pairing: Matt x reader

Rating: G

“Okay…”

You close your eyes and bring the rim of the glass up to your nose, swirling the liquid around delicately and taking a sniff. 

“I’m getting, um… wine.”

Matt smiles. “Well, that’s a good start. Try again, take your time, concentrate.”

You sigh and inhale again, pausing for a moment as if to consider the complexities of the grape or whatever.

“Red.. wine?” you try, and Matt sniggers. “Yup,” you continue, taking a sip and sloshing it over your tongue. “Definitely a red wine.”

You hazard a glance at the sommelier who thankfully has a sense of humour. 

He smiles. “Oui madame, that is quite correct.” 

You turn to Matt. “Okay, c'mon then Mr ‘four senses all of which are super', what are you getting?

Matt swirls the wine, taking a deep inhale. He tilts his head as he thinks and you melt inside just like every other time he does it. 

“Chilean… a merlot?” He nods towards the sommelier whose eyebrows are arched so high they have almost flown right off his face.

“Sir knows his wines!” he replies excitedly.

You smirk. “Yes, Sir does know his wines, doesn’t Sir?”

Matt wishes he hadn’t just taken a sip and clears his throat trying not to choke on it as you nudge him. 

“Go on then honey, what can you taste?” 

“Well, I guess dark fruits, uh… cherry, blackberry, blueberry, plum… dark chocolate, almost coffee...”

Your grin grows wider as the sommelier nods again. 

Matt continues, “violet florals, and it was aged in oak barrels… from a neighbouring region... vanilla, cinnamon and.. allspice.” 

“Very good sir. Perhaps you would consider a change of career from being a lawyer?”

Matt just chuckles and waves him off. 

“Oh no,” you say, “he’d probably end up lying drunk in the cellar…” and it’s Matt’s turn to nudge you.

“Hey!” 

“Tell me I’m wrong Matty.” you grin and he laughs as you knock back the rest of your glass, ready to cleanse your palate and try the next one.

Later in your hotel room as you’re lying in his arms, you ask Matt if it’s like that all the time for him, if he’s constantly bombarded with too much information. He kisses your shoulder softly.

“When it’s stuff like that, I do have to focus, just to separate everything out, but you get used to it.” he shrugs. “But thank you so much for this sweetheart, I’ve really enjoyed it, it’s been a lot of fun.” 

“I know how it could be more fun... could you tell me what I taste like, sir?” you ask mischievously.

He rolls you over, caging you with his body as he starts kissing you sweetly from your forehead all the way down towards your toes.

“Like sugar, and spice, and everything nice…”

~

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