#foggy preference

[thisisnothowidie]

Preference: Teaching them a different language

Matt: You had told him you always wanted to learn to speak Spanish and he took it upon himself to teach you how. He made it almost like school though and you didn't have much fun so what you ended up doing was learning different ways to curse without him and that was was the end of that.

Foggy: He had learned Punjabi to impress a girl, however he had never actually met anyone who spoke the language outside of that class. ANd it was starting to bug him so he decided to teach you so the two of you could talk about people in front of them without them knowing.

Wesely: He liked to be sassy in other languages since you usually ended up glaring at him when he did it in english. So you did the obvious and taught yourself mandarin and Japanese to understand him. He was a little upset that you know always knew what he was saying but that didn't stop him from correcting you when you translated wrong.

Anatoly: He taught you with sweet phrases, like that he loved you and compliments like that. He figured it didn't matter if you understood his men as long as you understood him.

Vladimir: He taught you how to speak it in bed, because what better way to learn something then when it gave you pleasure.

[thisisnothowidie]

Preference: Holding hands

Matt: in the late hours of the night when you two moved together, Matt would intertwine his fingers with yours, as he kissed you, grinding almost in a teasing way. Even with the obvious intimacy nothing felt quite as much a confession of love as when he held you hand.

Foggy: He would hold your hand when you two laid snuggled together on the couch watching movies. He would rub circles into your skin with his thumb, the small act meaning so much to you. It felt like he was telling you that just being there with you was enough.

Wesely: when you two were out at dinner he would reach across the table and hold your hand with the one he wasn't using to eat. Like the space between you was to much to handle and he needed to feel you, seeing you wasn't enough.

Anatoly: when he would drive, he'd reach over blindly moving his hand till he found yours to hold. He would give it a small squeeze as one or both of you kept talking. The action becoming almost second nature neither of you needing to think about it.

Vladimir: he would hold your hand as the two of you walked down the street. It was almost territorial, his way of saying "they belong to me, so don't you even try".

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Preference: Introducing the newborn

Matt: You hadn't wanted a lot of visitors at the hospital so Matt waited till you both came home to bring the baby to work with him, smiling as he introduced the baby to Foggy and Karen, letting the two coo over him.

Foggy: He called Matt while you were in labor freaking out about how he wasn't ready, but when Matt showed up at the the hospital a few hours later he was sitting beside your bed, baby in his arms and the biggest smile on his face as he introduced his newborn to uncle matt.

Wesely: He had told Fisk that you were pregnant, but it seemed to have slipped his mind to let him know that you had actually had the baby. So when he showed up to work carrying the tiny thing Fisk freaked out a little, but Wesely assured him everything was fine and then introduced his little treasure.

Anatoly: Of course valdimir had been at the hospital the whole time you were in labor but you wouldn't allow Toly to let him in the room till, the baby was born and you were both cleaned off. As soon assured he could he went out and practically dragged Vladimir into the room to met his child.

Vladimir: He held the baby up in front of Anatoly's face the next day when he came to visit. "Look at her toly! She is perfect!" He pushed the baby closer "look!"

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Preference: Patching you up

Matt: He threw the man who was trying to mug you against the wall, pinning him there when he tried to fight. You didn’t hear what he growled at the man far too busy with the cut on you arm. It wasn’t too bad but the sight of blood made you want too faint. You almost didn’t notice when the blind man was at you side inviting you back to his apartment to get that stitched up. You agreed thinking maybe he had a friend there or something. When he told you it would be him doing the stitching you warily asked to be taken to the hospital. He told you if you waited a longer it would scar and you sighed deciding this might as well happen.

Foggy: you had been jumped from behind, and we’re practically knocked out on the street when the drunk man found you he seemed to sober up and once and helped you stand, half carrying you back to his place. He let you lay down on his couch before cleaning out the cuts you had, taping them up, nothing seemed back enough for the hospital, but he stayed with you while you slept in case you had a concussion.

Karen: she saw the men following you down the street and jogged over to you and once her heels clicking loudly on the pavement as she went. “Jane!” She cried throwing an arm around you l, she leaned down to tell you what was going on and walked you back to your place, you were thankful and insisted she stay in case he was still out there.

Claire: she had just got off work and really didn’t need more stress but there was obviously something g wrong with you, she sighed walking over to your sumbeling form holding a hand to your side. “Sir, I’m a nurse, I want to help you” She said carefully. You coughed out that you didn’t have any money but she rolled her eyes and made you show her what was wrong. Reluctantly you showed her the open cut, she grabbed your hand to drag you back to her apartment, you were losing g too much blood to argue but prayed to god she wasn’t a murder.

Wesely: He was riding in the back of the car when he heard the tires screech to a stop followed by a thud. He was out at once to see what the driver had hit. You were on the ground in front of the car holding your head, you didn’t seem to bad, maybe just just a bruise or too but he insisted to take you to the hospital and after wards out to dinner to make up for it.

Anatoly: He saw you get in in a fight with the person across the street. You had thrown the first punch but they had friends. It wasn’t a fair fight at all. He jogged over scaring the others off and walking you to the cafe across the street to get ice for you eye.

Vladimir: you got into the back of his cab, a knife through your hand and a pissed off expression on you face as you told him to drive you to the hospital. He stared at wound for a second before driving off, when you got out he ended being in the cab you grabbed while going home. He smiled a little when he saw the stitches. “Better now da?” You rolled your eyes but ended up having and very nice conversation with him on the way home.

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Foggy probably gives Matt novelty ties with horrible designs on them. Matt doesn't know that as he's walking down the street, looking so serious, his tie has a print of a cat photoshopped in space, riding on a hamburger or something.

Omg this is amazing though. Like imagine Matt grabbed one of the ties Foggy gave him during like the day of a very serious trial???

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Preference: Raising a daughter

Foggy: Foggy enjoyed having a son. He thought it was so much easier, boys were simple. That was till 16th birthday when you confessed that you weren't a boy at all. Foggy had freaked out, so mad at himself for not realizing sooner. The both of you went out to get clothes you felt comfortable in and foggy did everything he could to help you transition over to were you felt like you were really you. Having a son may have been easier but having a daughter was worth wild. Matt: Matt tried to stay distant, terrified that what had happened with him and his father would repeat itself. Despite this he was always there for yoy, when you called. It didnt matter what you asked for Matt would provide. Anatoly: You were his little princess. From the second you had been born he was wrapped around your little finger. He spoiled you rotten. You also lived a settled life though, Anatoly trying to keep his bussiness and personal life separate. Vladimir: You were raised on guns and vodka and shit talking. By the time you were ten you knew what a man's eyes looked liked as he died. No one would dare call you fragile, you were 100% your father daughter. (That didn't mean you didn't sleep cuddled with the stuffed bear you had since you were a baby though)