Meeting the Family
Foggy Nelson x Plus size!reader
Word Count: 1821 words
Warnings: none
Summary: Foggy asking Matt about you, his hot foster sister who comes to bring them some take-out one night.
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“Yeah, we’re here. Just park wherever. I’ll buzz you in, it’s 312”
Matt’s voice mindlessly filled his apartment as he spoke into his phone, currently pressed between his shoulder and his ear.
He had been on the phone for about six minutes now, and right about the time it started to sound like plans were being made, that was when Foggy’s interest peaked.
After all, he lived in their shared place too and whatever was going on was bound to involve him in what seemed like a matter of minutes.
“Whose on the phone?” He whispered, getting quickly waved off as Matt focused on the task at hand. Whoever had called seemed to be still chatting away which only interested Foggy further.
So, out of options, he made his way over to the window, hoping that whoever was coming up was close enough to the building for him to scope something out.
…and he was in luck.
Right across the way, in the parking lot attached to the student center was a young woman talking excitedly into her phone, lugging bags of chinese takeout in her free hand.
In all honesty, he doubted that was who was coming to visit, as neither Foggy nor Matt had had a pretty girl visit them since moving in but the details didn’t matter.
Once he started looking at her, he felt like he couldn’t stop.
Everything about her was captivating to him from the bright smile on her face as she spoke to the way she cleverly dodged tripping on the curb after clipping her heel stepping onto the street.
It was charming, as charming as a complete stranger could be and it actually made his chuckle.
“Nice save” he laughed under his breath, thinking about all the times he’d nearly wiped out in the same spot. “What is?” Matt wondered, suddenly appearing behind Foggy and nearly making the man jump out of his skin.
Apparently his phone call had ended, and he’d taken it upon himself to sneak up on his roommate, which always seemed surprisingly easy for him, given the whole being-blind-thing.
“This girl on the street, she almost ate it on the asphalt” he allowed, making room at the window for his roommate, not that he would be able to see her anyway.
Matt nodded, listening to your footsteps as you approached their building and made your way up to the call box. It was after official visiting hours in the building, but as long as he let you in, there wouldn’t be a problem.
Then, almost in sync with your movements, came the buzzing from downstairs. “That’s my sister, she wanted to see the place so I had her bring some food”
It was casual, all things considered, and still, the news hit Foggy like a ton of bricks.
Sister?
Since when did Matt have a sister?
“Hold on. You mean, you are related to her?” Foggy clarified, his jaw practically hanging down to the floor as he tried to process this new information.
Why was this the first he was hearing about it? And had you been this adorable the entire time?
Matt took a passive note of the way his roommate’s heart rate spiked briefly but thought nothing of it. Foggy was excitable and this wouldn’t be the first time he overreacted.
“Not really. We grew up together at the orphanage, became each other's family” he explained, hoping that was enough information without getting into your shared and very complicated history.
Really, there were enough stories between the two of you to fill hours and hours but there was no point dwelling on that now.
“That’s cool. I have a couple siblings too. I just didn’t expect to be meeting the family” Foggy tried, wondering casually if he needed to change into a cooler shirt before you made it up the three flights of stairs or if that would be too obvious.
After all, it was sort of against guy code to go after your buddies hot sister but it wasn’t like Matt wanted you anyway. It would be a waste if he didn’t at least make a good impression.
The knock on the door sent both men into motion, but for two very different reasons.
Matt made his way across the short expanse of the apartment to the front door while Foggy beelined for the bathroom, figuring he could fix his hair if nothing else.
“Hey Matty” you cooed, a wide grin on your face the moment Matt appeared in the doorway.
You two hadn’t seen each other since he moved in and, in your opinion, that had been far too long. After all, you had spent most of your lives a few doors down from one another.
You weren’t used to having to travel to see him.
“I heard you tripped in the parking lot on your way up” he joked, pulling you into a tight hug and closing the door.
You scoffed, at first because he would have the guts to make fun of you when you came all this way with the best chinese food in town and then because there was no normal way for him to know that.
“How?-” you started but he waved you off with a gentle nudge, “Nosy roommate”
Then, as if on cue, Foggy emerged, doing his best to look both as handsome and as normal as he ever had. His hair was still untamed, sitting just below his shoulders, but at least he’d brushed it.
That had to count for something.
“You must be the nosy roommate” You nodded, pointing him out as you put the pieces together, “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Y/N”
On instinct, you produced your hand for him to shake it but Foggy didn’t move. He wanted to, he really really did, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t do anything but stare.
Which was definitely very calm, and normal of him.
There was a beat of silence as you tried to figure out what to do, and Matt waited for Foggy to say something but it never came.
“That’s Foggy, and you can set the food in the kitchen”
You nodded, tapping his arm gingerly as you passed so he’d know you walked away before setting a new course toward where the little kitchenette across the apartment was.
Their place was no bigger than a dorm but considering two college boys lived in the space and one of them was completely blind, it was well kept and way nicer than you would have expected.
As soon as you were out of earshot, Foggy turned to his roommate with what could only be described as an incredulous glare dressing his face.
“Hey, so not to be weird but what the deal with your super hot sister?” Foggy hummed, hoping that his tone didn’t give away how aggressively he was ogling you to his best friend.
He could have used a heads up, at least.
He didn’t want to be inappropriate or make either of you uncomfortable of course but it wasn’t every day that such a beautiful woman invited herself into his living space and he was a little caught off guard.
He didn't want to miss an opportunity.
Not that you were an opportunity, of course.
He would never stoop so low as to think of you that way, he just wasn’t that kind of a guy.
Still, he was a guy and there was no getting around the fact that he was sure you were the most stunning person he’d ever laid eyes on, and he’d seen lots of people in his time.
“First of all, there’s no deal and second, she isn’t super hot” Matt answered, scrunching up his face as he considered that the reason behind Foggy’s increased heart rate was likely surrounding you.
Which was already far too much information as far as he was concerned.
“I can assure you, my friend, that she is uber hot, even if you can’t see it for yourself,” the blonde argued back, shamelessly letting himself watch as you searched the cabinets for actual plates.
You were sort of just hoping they would have some.
“Hold on, I’ll be right back” Foggy allowed, leaving Matt searching for which one of the movies in their extensive DVD collection they could watch while you were here.
You had gone through and made him braille labels for all the cases a while back, and now, all he had to do was decide which of the vast selection seemed right.
“The plates are up here” Foggy called, half jogging toward where you were still searching to reach up and grab the few dishes they had acquired together.
It didn’t even occur to him to wait for you to move before he did though, resulting in you basically being boxed in between his frame and the countertop.
There was a moment between the two of you as you met his eyes, a couple plastic plates held in his hands, the space between you essentially miniscule.
“Thanks, I was starting to think I’d never find them” you tried, doing your best to cover up how flustered the situation had made you, because you had just met him, after all.
There was no way you could have a crush on him already, right? Those things took time.
Though, how much time definitely seemed to vary because in the twenty minutes he’d known about your existence, Foggy would definitely say he had some kind of feelings for you.
He just wasn’t sure how to go about acting on them yet.
Foggy laughed, it still not occurring to him that he should back away from you, mostly because he didn’t really want to. “It’s no problem. We don’t really use them, not a lot of company”
That didn’t seem likely to you at first but between the two of them, you weren’t really sure who would have anyone to invite over more than the other.
“I’m sure you have girls over all the time” there was humor in your voice, but you were just as curious as teasing.
Surely you weren’t the first person to have noticed how darling he was. You thought the students at Columbia were supposed to be smart.
“Food’s getting cold!”
Matt interrupted your conversation before Foggy could assure you that, without a doubt, there were no other girls he’d rather have going through his dishware than you.
The reminder that you were not only not alone but also in the company of your brother made your skin hot but you did your best to cover it up with another light laugh. “
Coming right up, Murdock. Don’t get your panties in a knot” Foggy called, making a show of handing you the plates he’d so gallantly fetched for you before grabbing the take out bags, “And just for the record-there are no girls”
