I'm sorry your roommate is evil - College au! Matt Murdock x reader (featuring Foggy)
established relationship, very self indulgent. my roommate genuinely locked me out of the room and when i got back in after trudging to the residence office i wrote this, partially in anger. very dopey but this is my truth and i must speak it. two things, i apologize but its not completely gender neutral since readers roommate is referred to with fem pronouns, however reader is still they/them. and secondly, the dorm reader lives in is traditional style because again that is my situation because when you forget to apply for housing until a week before the deadline sometimes you get stuck with your last choice
divider creds as follows - @pixopix for apple themed ones, and frilly lacy pink ones curtesy of @muerdida <3
He sensed them before the door opened. Slight shivering, shuddering breath, the faint smell of tears dried down on their cheek a heartbeat he'd never forget as long as he lived. somethings happened.
"she hates me. she wants to boil me and turn me into soup"
y/n announced in a defeated tone, pushing the door to his dorm room shut and shrugging off their bag, sinking onto the floor of their boyfriends room. they tuck their knees to their chest and rest their head in the divot where they meet.Matt looked up, taking his earbuds out. his reading (technically listening , in his specific case) could wait, whatever this was is most definitely more important.
he asked gently, turning around in his chair, away from his desk so he was facing them. y/n lifts their head up just a smidge, so their chin is being supported by their bent knees.
"she locked me out. she locked me out of my own room! i went to the kitchen to refill my water, just down the hall for like- a zeptosecond! and she left and locked the door! and- ugh!
y/n lamented. he sighed softly, getting up from his desk chair and sitting down beside them. he tucked them to his side, gently running a soothing hand over their sightly damp hair. they were remarkably cold
"i had to walk to the residence office. in slippers. and now my slippers are soaked"
matt frowns, sitting up slightly to snag his throw blanket off his bed and all but swaddled them. y/n would usually playfully fuss, swat him away. but not today. y/n was drained, too drained to even playfight.
this thing with the roommate had been going on for months. Matt met y/n's roommate maybe twice and she smelled like hate. One of the snidest, most negative people he'd ever had the displeasure of meeting. She talked to y/n like they were a child, and only ever to speak ill of other people. generally her own friends. She had her boyfriend over every weekend it felt like, and the couple had little to no concern for y/n's presence in the room. not a pleasant person. But that wasn't Matt's primary concern, y/n and their wellbeing was.
He murmured, running his hands up and down their sides quickly in an effort to warm them up. y/n leaned in
"i dont want to go back. she has her boyfriend over this weekend. they make out so loud. they dont even wait until i sleep'
they winged, tucking their head into Matt's side, the shivering subsiding.
"then dont. stay here, with me"
he said gently, leaving soft kisses on the side of their head while he continued his efforts to warm them up. they smelled wet still, like fresh snow. y/n frowned sofly.
"I think you'd have to ask foggy about that"
the pair is startled out of their intimate bubble when the door is opened by Foggy, who was standing at the door taking off his shoes.
"hey y/n. youre looking..damp"
he remarked with a slightly concerned smile. Foggy crosses the room, sitting on his bed across from the couple.
"the roommate locked them out"
he nodded, leaning down to snag a towel from the drawer under his bed, tossing it to y/n who caught it with a grateful nod and began to towel their hair off. they glance back over at Foggy with a sheepish expression
"her boyfriend is spending the weeked in their dorm, against y/n's will. would you be alright with them sleeping here, buddy?"
y/n had been fed, given clothes to sleep in (curtesy of boyfriend), and was currently sitting on her boyfriends bed. Foggy was standing in the middle of the room, walking back and fourth and weaving a tale for y/n of some stupid shit Matt had done in mock trial.
"and then he tells Dr Markert that he is, quote, "handi-capable" of doing it himself. and then full force slams his hip into the desk walking out"
Foggy laughs. y/n is having a giggle fit, patting matt on the arm. Poor Matt, laughed lightly as he tried to get a word in edge wise to defend himself.
"I have never heard you make the noise you made ever before or ever again Murdock"
Matt huffed out a light laugh, leaning closer to y/n
"it was a very dignified, manly noise"
Foggy got up to brush his teeth, leaving the room. Matt full body turned to y/n
"are you alright now, comfortable?"
he asked, voice gentle and honeyed.
"yeah, very. thanks for the Knick's shorts. i feel as good as i look"
Matt snorted, y/n did the same
"oh youre laughing, but if you could see me you'd know how hard my fit is. Colombia faculty of law on the sweatshirt, basketball shorts like im a 14 year old boy-"
they cut themself off laughing at their own stupid joke. Matt smiled fondly, tucking their head to his chest. they stayed in an easy silence for a moment before he spoke again.
"im sorry you have to deal with her"
he said gently, stroking their hair. y/n huffed out a soft breath.
"it's fine. its temporary, yknow? only a few more months. ill survive it"
matt frowned, hand stilling in their hair
"i dont want you to just be surviving, thats not the bar"
he murmured, hands moving downwards towards their face to cup their cheek. he felt y/n shrug against him
"when im not there i feel it's kinda funny. like- stories about her, i mean. are funny. and didnt you like- want Foggy trebuche'd over the Mexican border for the first few months?"
Matt snorted, shaking his head
"Trebuchet- no, i did not. i just found him irritating. and irritating is different than rude and self absorbed. So i cant agree with your assessment of your situation as funny"
he spoke gently, shifting slightly so he may tuck his chin into the dip between their neck and shoulder.
"yeah well, i think fun is a state of mind"
Genuinely wrote this one in a cool, crisp 20 minutes cause i was so mad. Matt Murdock wouldn't treat me like this. but anyways thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed it. and for anyone with an evil roommate just know i get you and i love you
