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ᅠ ᅠᅠ... IDᅠᅠGIVEᅠᅠ𝘼𝙉𝙔𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂ᅠᅠTOᅠᅠSEEᅠᅠTHEᅠᅠ𝕾KYᅠᅠO̲N̲E̲ ̲ ̲M̲O̲R̲E̲ ̲ ̲T̲I̲M̲E̲ᅠᅠ. ᅠ

hums, takes a swig from his beer. sure, let’s go with a lack of sleep, because matt definitely gets enough of that. “ when was the last time y’slept right? “

“ y’got a spike in your hormones? “ genuine question, head lulling to the side to watch over at matt, brow raising. “ maybe y’just gettin’ soft. time to ditch the devil, follower of christ. “

“ y’think broken noses are all daisy chains and runnin’ around in open fields? “ gaze fixed up, staring at the roof. “ guy probably knocked y’around harder than what you’re used to. shit hurts, red. “

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀( helping him stand up, putting his arm on her shoulders. ) you help people don't you .ᐣ and I've seen you around the spider sometimes... my mind just put you in the hero files. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ugh, that looks like a nasty cut... ( sitting down, then offering her hand. ) come on hero, I don't think people would enjoy moving a guy in a spandex suit in the morning. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ oh, man down .ᐣ ( laying next to him, tilting her head. ) ⠀

oh, right, that———— completely forgot that can happen after setting a nose. frank should’ve remembered, considering he’s had to do his own before. a hum, acknowledgement to matt’s words, and frank is soon slumping back into the nearest chair possible; groaning out when »»

“ sure. “ a drink, he can do. he’s already walking off, in search of a wet cloth and two beers. best he’s got, right now. returning with all, standing before matt. “ y’want the beer first, or t’clean y’self up? “

“ maybe, “ who’s to say, really. adds a little more pressure as he holds matt’s head in place. “ deep breath, “ pausing, waiting. “ one———— “ action is quick, doesn’t even wait to count to three to click broken cartilage back into place.

“ eight’s not too bad, “ but they both know matt likes to make sure he gets as much punishment as possible. so maybe it’s more than that. free hand raises, thumb pressed opposite side of his nose. “ m’gonna set it. “ less of a suggestion, more of a warning.

“ if it just happened, i can set it. “ granted, it won’t be the *best solution, but it’s better than nothing. removing the pack once again. “ heal a lot quicker, too. “ might bruise worse. . . most likely. he’s reaching up to gently press two fingers against the side »»

“ uh—huh, “ totally not buying it, especially when frank can see it all right in front of him. “ that broken nose come before, or after the run in? “

“ to those who get it. “ which is: nobody. it’s barely a minute passing before frank is gently knocking away the ice pack to assess the damage. because he’s nosy. “ y’gonna tell me what happened? “

“ no, i specifically heard y’say ’i need an ice pack’, red. “ aht, aht———— grabbing wrist, stopping him from disappearing. he’s turning matt’s palm upwards, and placing the pack atop. can be nice when he wants to be. “ y’look like shit, by the way. “ . . . When He Wants To Be.

smirking, all too pleased with himself for that one. “ what? y’asked for one, didn’t you? “