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cindymoonsgfreal · 1 year

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The Blip

pairing: poly!Matt Murdock x poly!reader x poly!Frank Castle

genre: one-shot, angst, happy ending

warnings: no gender pronounce used for the reader, no gendered body description for the reader, established poly couple, throuple, bi matt, bi frank, bad writing, english is not my first langauge

word count: 1676

After 5 years, Frank and Matt finally return back to you.

Spring 2018

The goosebumps ran down your spine as you shivered from the cold breeze heating the unclosed parts of your body. The blanket was covered from your waist down, exposing your upper body. You breathed heavily, moving your hands towards another side of the bed only to feel cold sheats. Frowning, half asleep, you opened your eyes and lifted yourself, looking around. The lights were off, understandably so, as the outside lights were sufficient to brighten the apartment. The blinds were raised, with one of the windows open only, letting the cool breeze swarm the room. Yet, your partners weren’t anywhere near. Humming, confused, you turned to look at the clock to see the time. It was almost afternoon. Maybe they had some stuff to do, you thought.

Deciding it was already late anyway, you threw the blanket away, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. The yawn escaped your mouth as you stretched your hands up, hearing a light pop on your back. Smiling, satisfied, you rub your eyes tiringly, leaning to the bed table for your phone and noticing two more phones lying near yours. You frowned, trying to find a logical explanation, when you finally heard the water running from the bathroom. Humming, you thought they were having a moment in the bathroom. Deciding to join, you stood up from the bed, shuffled to the bathroom, and gave it three knocks. “Boys?” you called out softly, waiting for any indication, only to hear complete silence.

Something was up.

Turning the handle, you opened the door, finding the room empty, with the sink on, Matt’s toothbrush lying on the floor, and some toothpaste still on it. You picked it up, giving it a quick wash and putting it aside, so Matt could decide later if he needed to keep it or not. When you finally turned off the sink, you noticed how quiet the apartment was. “Matt! Frank?”

Leaving the bathroom, you walked out of the bedroom and looked around. Your gaze fell on the photo-stacked wall, with many polaroids of three of you smiling and being in love hanging on the robe. It was your first Christmas together, and you remembered how Frank was huffing about the silly sweaters while still benign, the only one who didn’t take them off until they needed to go to bed. You even remembered how you and Frank made Matt’s sweater together because the initial material was too much for him, so you found some soft wool and even reder color. He didn’t stop thanking you two until the morning of the next day and the week after.

Almost losing track of your thoughts, you finally moved away from the photos towards the kitchen, noticing the bags with Chinese food lying on the floor, as if someone had dropped them when putting them on the counter. You frowned deeply, noticing the food was still warm. What the hell happened here? You sighed, running back to the bedroom for your phone, feeling some dust stick to your feet.

Finding the needed number, you [atintly waited for answers which came way too fast. Foggy almost screamed your name.

“Jesus Christ, you’re still here.” he sounded out of breath and panicked. You frowned, blinking rapidly in confusion. “Are you okay? Is Matt with you? Is Frank?”

“Wait, wait, wai-they’re not with you?” you breathed out, the panic settling in. You felt your breath hitch. “What is happening, Fog’?”

Foggy stayed awfully quiet. “Foggy?”

“No, no, no.” he whimpered. You could hear the tears in his voice.

“Foggy! What’s happening?” you asked again, putting the call on speaker as you went online, searching for the recent news when you finally saw it.

People are disappearing.

People turning into dust.

What did Avengers do?

“No,” you whispered, watching the video of a person disappearing into dust.

“I’m sorry.” foggy whimpered on the phone before you heard the line end.

You shook your head. “No, no, no.” You whined, trying to calm the rapidly increasing breath.

They probably went somewhere, you thought. I need to find them; you thought as you took your jacket out of the wardrobe and ran out of the apartment in a panic. You walked around the Hell’s Kitchen twice, frantically screaming for them, trying o find any of your guys in the crowd of equally panicked people. In the panic, you managed to call the long-forgotten contact. For some reason, hearing Jessica’s voice calmed you down as she kept you on the line until she got to go somewhere with Luke.

It was almost 6 when you returned to the apartment, completely out of breath, your entire body aching. “Matt? Frank?” Walking back to the kitchen, you threw your jacket down, feeling dust rise. You frowned, running into the bedroom when you noticed the same dust under the door frame between the bedroom and bathroom.

You frowned, taking your phone and searching for the videos of people disappearing again. You turned on the first you saw, watching the video carefully when your eyes widened in shock, and the cry ripped out of your throat.

You dropped to your knees, dropping the phone, as you scattered away far from the dust on the floor. The screams of horror and pain echoed through the apartment. “No, no, no! Why?! Why?!!” you shouted into nothing, feeling your head get dizzy. Your hands fell on your chest, clutching onto the fabric of the t-shirt. You let out roars, your throat sore with every sound you make.

Matt and Frank were gone.

October 2023

You smiled warmingly, watching a little girl run in bright blue overalls around the park. Her curly hair was gathered in two high piggy tails, making them bounce with every jump she made. She giggled loudly as she superhero posed on top of the slides before smoothly sliding down with a huge smile.

You took out your phone, made a quick picture of her running, and sent it to Jess, who only returned the smiley face. You looked up as you heard the girl call your name. The girl had a small frown.

“What is it, Dani?” you asked, your eyes scanning her worryingly, trying to find damage before you remembered what genes she inherited.

“Something is happening,” she murmured, leaning closer to you and wrapping her hands around your shoulders. You hooked your hands under her hips, lifting her up to let her hang on you like a monkey. That’s when that happened.

People just randomly appear on the street, confused and scared. You squeezed the hold harder around Dani’s small body and started walking away to your apartment, shielding the child from the unknown. “Dani, keep your face in my neck, and don’t look up until we’re at my place, okay?” You heard a soft hum. “Good girl.”

You walked quickly down the street, trying not to shake much as you handled the child carefully. You almost felt PTSD as you saw the crowd surrounding the street of confused and scared people, who kept calling for their families, and while some got the answer, some didn’t. You kept hearing the phone buzzing in her pocket, but you didn’t wanna risk Dani just to see what the noise was about. At least until you knew it was safe for the child to be outside, you ignored the noise, trying to get to the apartment fast.

When you finally get there, you put the kid down before turning o close the door on the lock. Dani called your name in a whisper. “Give me a moment, Dani, I need to call your mom first. Hi Jess. Yes, she is safe.” you immediately said, kicking off your shoes and walking. Jessica sounded panicked as she asked more and more about her daughter’s well-being. “Yes, she is fine, maybe slightly scared, but fine. I got her to my apartment; no worries, you can take her when you’re free from here.”

Danielle called for you against, now louder. “Sorry, Jess. I’m coming, Dani!” you shouted back, running into the living room still on the line with your friend when you almost dropped your phone. They were back

Frank still had the same slightly unshaven beard and messy hair that you promised to cut for him. His eyes still had eye bags from insufficient sleep, and scars kissed his skin. He was your Frank. And Matt. Matt didn’t change either. Same clean shaved face, a scar on his left cheek, and lines on his forehead. He was your Matt.

They were your boys.

You snapped out of the trance when you felt Dani tug on your shirt, her eyes piercing into yours with small panic. You breathe out softly. “Hey, it’s okay, baba. Here, talk with your mom in the bedroom, okay? I will prepare the dinner just in a bit.”

The girl nodded in agreement before she took your phone and softly greeted her mom. When the child disappears in the bedroom, you fly to your boys, wrapping your hands around them. You sobbed out the relief, feeling years of stress slowly leave your body. You pulled slightly away, looking at your boys with love and care.

“Love,” Matt whispered, bringing his hand to your face and tracing her line of our features, the frown slowly falling over him.

“How long has it been for you?” Frank rasped out, his eyes tearing up as he looked you up and down, noticing how your hair got longer, and the lines on her face deepened.

“5 years.’’ you whimpered honestly. Matt let out a groan of pain, hearing your heartbeat rise when you mention the years of being without them. “But you’re back.” You whimpered, your hands falling on the sides of their faces, before falling into a hug between them, the sobs of relief hitting their shoulder. Your boys smiled at you, wrapping their hands around each other, trapping you inside. It was a moment as they stayed in each other’s arms before matt had to ask: “She’s not your child, right?”

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