Matt was sitting on his couch doing research on his current case, but he couldn’t focus, because of Foggy, his dear Foggy.
He couldn't forget how his heart started beating slower and slower, and how Karen was scared.
He couldn’t forget his forehead against Ben forehead and his grinning, bloody teeth, when he was grieving on that roof.
He couldn’t forget how he threw him off the roof.
Matt closed the file and stare at the wall in front of him.
Suddenly, he started to hear footsteps on the staircase. The steps were quiet, almost as if someone didn't want to be heard.
Then someone knocked on his door. He couldn’t sense who the person was.
He get up and slowly walked up to the door.
When Matt opened the door, he felt weak.
It was Dex.
” Hey. ” Dex said with pain on his face.
Matt slammed the door in his face. He leaned his head against the door.
” Fucking hell.” He muttered with anger in his voice.
He opened the door again an looked at Dex.
” What are you doing here? Why are you on my doorstep? ”
” I don’t know. I just… I… I don’t know. ” He got lost in his words.
Dex was holding his ribs.
Matt let out a loud breath and opened the door wide so Dex could enter.
Dex hesitated but went in. Matt closed the door and went into the living room with Ben following quietly behind him.
” So why exactly are you here? ”
” I have a broken rib, i just need some painkillers, and that’s it. ”
Matt looked at him and rubbed his face. He was a Catholic, he couldn't refuse to help even his worst enemy.
He noticed that his lips and eyebrows were busted. Dex was wearing a baseball cap and backpack. He was on a run.
” Sit. ” Matt ordered, and Dex sat on the couch.
Then it hit Matt. Dex was nervous, he looked everywhere , plays with his hands, was sweating, his breath was fast.
Matt brought a first aid kit and a glass of water.
He gave Dex a pill and he looked at him but took it. He took out some gauze and some disinfectant, grabbed Dex's chin tightly and started to clean the wounds.
” What are you doing? ”
” You have busted lip and eyebrow. ”
After Matt washed his wounds, cleaned up and went back to reading his file.
” I,ll go now. ” Dex said and get up.
” Just sit here, i hear you’re tired. ”
He took off his backpack and hat and sat down.
” Matt, i know you probably… ”
” Shut up, you know nothing about me. ”
” Matt please, just hear me out. Fisk’s wife hired me to kill your friend. ” He admit it and my heart breaks.
” I know. I know, Dex. ” Matt said and he wanted to cry. ” I just hate them so much, you have no idea. But you did it, you kill him.”
” Yes, and i punish myself everyday for this.” Dex mumbled ” Every fucking day, because i know you don’t ever forgive me.”
Matt get up, and he walked around the living room.
” I will forgive you if I forgive myself first. ”
Several hours passed that he spent talking to Dex. It was night and Ben was sleeping on the couch wrapped in a blanket, he let him stay the night because he had a soft heart for the man.
He was sitting close to him and stare. Stare at how he looks so calmly.
” I know you staring at me. ” Dex complain.
” Sorry. ”
” You look so fine without those glasses. ” Ben whispered barely audibly.
” What? ” Matt asked.
” Nothing. ”
” You’re not thinking straight because of these pills. ”
Ben get up and cup Matt face.
” You looked so damn nice Red. It doesn't matter if I'm on the pill or not. ”
Matt touched Dexter's face and explored it gently. He looked deeply into his eyes and at his lips and back at his eyes. Dexter, sensing what he wanted, kissed him slowly at first, as if asking for permission, and then deepened the kiss. He licked Matt's lips, asking for access to his tongue. Dex gently pushed Matt back until he was lying under him. Red moaned as Dexter began to kiss his neck.