I got a prompt about an AU where Matt and Foggy meet in high school and I’m not sure this will develop to actually fulfill the specific prompt, but please have a bit of them as dumb teens who will eventually make out:
“I feel like I’m not holy enough to be here,” Foggy says, hushed, leaning close to Matt as they walk into the cathedral.
“I think you’re fine as long as you don’t catch fire at the entrance,” Matt says, smiling. Their voices echo nicely in the sanctuary, and Foggy’s warm at his side, bouncing on his feet a little as they walk towards the hallway to the confessional.
“Not even a hint of smoke,” he says, brightly. “Hey, can we do a joint confession, get it over with fast?”
“No,” Matt says, laughing. “You don’t have to do it, though. You can just wait for me.”
“Nah,” Foggy says. “If I’m here, I might as well confess my terrible, terrible sins.”
“Tell me some,” Matt says.
“Well, sloth,” Foggy says, agreeably.
“I—cheated on a geometry test, like, two years ago.”
“That is pretty terrible.”
Foggy makes a low humming noise before he says, “Remind me, what’s the church’s policy on jerking off?”
Matt chokes on a laugh, letting go of Foggy’s arm to take a few steps forward by himself and hide his blush before he says, seriously, “I think they just trust that our deeply instilled shame will make us guilty enough about it on our own. Do you want to go in first?”
“Might as well,” Foggy says, reaching up to tousle Matt’s hair as he walks past him. “I’ll make up some really good sins, get him warmed up for you.”
“Please don’t lie to a priest!” Matt calls after him, smiling too hard. He settles down on a bench outside and tries to listen to anything but Foggy talking—he really tries, but it’s kind of quiet and the noises from outside seem distant and Matt’s a terrible person.
There’s nothing too shocking until Foggy says, “I’ve been having—is impure thoughts a good way to phrase it? I’ve been having those. For my best friend.”
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