Summary: The reader, Matt, Foggy, and Karen go to Josie’s to celebrate winning a case and the reader runs into a creep.
(The reader is 18+ and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)
The bar is incredibly packed tonight, more so than usual, but that didn’t stop us from finding a table to sit at. After another successful win for Nelson & Murdock, Karen pitched the idea to go out for drinks. We sat at a table close to the pool table in case Foggy or Karen wanted to get up and play.
“You okay,” Matt asked me, pulling my chair out for me, before sitting down himself, the gentleman. He knew that sometimes being around a lot of people could make me feel shy and a bit anxious. I guess he could hear when my heartbeat would rise.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I told him, picking up his hand and giving it a light squeeze. He’s so protective of me. “Are you okay with the music?” Because of the extra people in the bar tonight, the music seemed to be lot louder than usual.
“I’m good,” he said, lifting our intwined hands, and placing a kiss on the back of mine.
“Oh God, here we go with these two,” I heard Foggy groan, and I rolled my eyes playfully at him.
“Shut up,” I said, before placing a kiss on Matt’s cheek, smiling when I saw him beginning to blush.
The night was going great. The time went by so fast that none of us noticed that we stayed for almost two hours drinking and having fun. At one point, Foggy suggested moving our little party to the pool table and soon I found myself standing next to Karen and both of us were laughing at Matt and Foggy as they began arguing about who was in the lead with the game.
“How long you think they’ll argue for,” Karen asked me, chuckling as Foggy continued to claim that he was in the lead.
“Probably for a while,” I answered, taking the last sip of my drink, the effects only slightly affecting me. “Do you want another?” I asked, pointing to her glass which was almost empty.
“Sure, thanks,” She handed me the glass, still waiting for Matt and Foggy to quit their arguing.
Holding both of the glasses in my hand, I was about to ask the boys if they wanted more drinks but changed my mind. I think they’ve drunk enough.
I quickly maneuvered my way through the bodies in the bar and made it to the counter, looking for Josie, hoping that she would recognize me instantly since me, Matt, Karen, and Foggy come here so often.
I was listening to the music, humming along to the song playing when I suddenly felt the presence of someone close to me. I turned and let out a sigh, hoping that it was one of them, but it ended being some random guy that was standing too close to me.
“Waiting for a drink,” He asked.
I nodded my head, still humming, hoping he would get the message that I wasn’t interested in a conversation.
“Are you new to Hell’s Kitchen,” He asked, leaning his side against the bar to completely face me,
Keeping my gaze forward, I shook my head and continued to be silent.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.” Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a hopeful smile appear on his face and instantly wanted to face palm myself, suspecting that he won’t be leaving me alone any time soon.
“You with anyone,” I suddenly felt his hand touch my arm and I jerked away from him.
“Everything alright,” He reached his hand out to touch my arm again and I finally turned to him. I opened my mouth to tell him off, when I heard the familiar sound of a cane tapping on the floor.
“Ow,” the man yelped as Matt’s cane suddenly hit him hard in his knee.
“So sorry, sir,” I looked to Matt and saw that he was really putting on the ‘Blind and clueless’ act and I tried my best not laugh.
“It’s fine,” the man said, looking angry, but keeping his cool because of Matt.
“Excuse me,” Matt began rudely nudging the man away from me, his shoulder sharply pushing the man away from the counter. He placed his hand on the counter and turned his head my way, and I could see the hint of a smile on his face. “You’re waiting to order a drink,” he asked, ignoring the man’s presence.
“Yeah,” I nodded, smiling at him.
The man let out a huff and walked away from the counter to somewhere else, and I could feel the laugh that I had pushed down earlier at him come bubbling up out of me.
“What was that, Murdock?”
“I heard your heartbeat rising quickly, and followed the sound of it,” he told me, smirking. “You okay?”
“Yep,” I looked around and noticed that Karen and Foggy were still talking to each other at the pool table
“What do you want,” I turned to see Josie walking over to us, frowning as usual.
Before I could answer her, Matt had already told her what we wanted, and she began fixing them.
“Don’t thank me yet, he’s still in the bar, and he’s a little pissed.”
“Really? I wonder why,” I giggled. “Could it be because some blind guy hit him in the leg with a cane?”
“Maybe, but he deserved it,” he told me, still smirking.
“Here you go,” Josie placed the glasses on the counter in front of us and walked away, already knowing that Matt and Foggy have a long running tab.
“Come on, my hero,” I said, grabbing the glasses. He folded up his cane and gently took hold of my upper arm and we walked back to the pool table where we heard Foggy and Karen laughing together.
“What took you so long,” Karen asked, taking one of the glasses.
“A creep at the bar,” I told her and took a sip of my own drink. “Matt made him leave.”
“Oh, Matt to the rescue,” Foggy said, lining up his stick with the ball.
“Yep,” I kissed Matt on the cheek and smiled as he began to blush under his glasses.
