charlie cox ; imagines

dancing in the street

it all started when you were at josie's one night with matthew after winning a case.

the dark bar, only light by the pool table lights, neon signs & the fixture behind the shelves of alcohol on the back wall; josie's had a dark, but comforting atmosphere. people from almost all walks of life were there, drinking happily with buddies or alone in a corner, sulking while crunching on a bowl of almonds.

you had grown to love josie's when you started at nelson & murdock after spending a good couple nights playing pool & drinking with the whole crew; karen, foggy & matthew. josie's had made the group of you grow close over the last couple months & it had become a safe haven, despite the amount of criminals that would spend their time there on occasion.

but on this night after karen & foggy had gone home after the tiring day, you were about it leave too until matthew surprised you with an opposition.

your hand was pulling the door open, lips parted enough for you to bid your goodbyes to matthew for the weekend until he place his hand on the door, pausing it from opening any more than it was.

"do you need something?" you asked him as you turned to face him, only to see a small grin on his face— meaning he had an idea.

"would you want to come to josie's for a bit? celebrate our win, partner in training?" he asked you which made your eyes roll at the nickname, since you literally are training to be able to be a partner at the firm.

with a playful smile on your lips, you tilted your head at him, "i'll go if you stop calling me that".

"not a chance, sweetheart"

knowing you wouldn't turn down having a few drinks with him, matthew removed his hand from the door & followed you out of the office, locking the doors multiple locks before joining you by your side, ready to trek to josie's.

once you both were on the street, it was quite cold despite it being summer time & you couldn't help but shiver a little bit, matthew hearing your teeth chatter a tiny bit. wordlessly, matthew gave you his blazer to where, knowing it'd fit you slightly big— but at least it would keep you warm.

looking at him for approval, mumbling an "you sure?", he nodded his head & smiled once he sensed you had put it on. in that moment, you thanked god that matthew was blind because if he wasn't, he would've seen how big your smile was.

***

"i don't think i can have anymore" you groaned once you finishing downing your second beer of the night, behind matthew while he was working on his third.

"gotta build up your tolerance sweetheart" he said as he sipped from his glass, giving you a knowing look.

"i think i'm all partied out matt— you're a lot to handle" you said with a laugh, the warmth fizzy feeling throughout your body making you look at him for a little too long.

& you may of bit your lip while glancing at him while he slightly loosened his tie.

"what can i say? foggy is the master & i am simply his student" matthew said like a fact, making both of you giggle at the sentence.

"it's almost closing time" you realized, standing up from the stool you sat on & pulling his blazer off your body, you stood in front of matthew's body & took his hand in yours, pleading with him to join you.

"alright, let's get out of here"

saying thank you over & over until it became too much, your tipsy self thought it was a smart idea to lean towards matthew & kiss his cheek rewardingly, causing you to slap a hand over your mouth once you realized what you did.

sensing your nervousness now, matthew pulled you closer to him on the stool, his arm holding you to his side, "thank you" he smiled, feeling your heart rate slow at his little assurance.

you just couldn't stop thinking about how nice it felt when his hand was on your back, the warmth radiating from it against the material of your thin silk shirt, the proximity between you & him— it was too much.

stepping out into the night once again, matthew advised you to hold his hand while he handed you a water bottle with the intention of sobering you both up.

"do you not do celebratory dances after winning a case?" you asked him after sipping on the cold water, passing the bottle back to him.

you turned towards him & felt your breath still at how he looked. the tone of the street lights, the darkest of the sky— for some ungodly reason it made him even more enticing to look at, you couldn't pull your gaze from him as you traced your eyes over his features subconsciously.

"not really... but i guess it could be our little tradition now" matthew smiled at you, feeling your hand pull his with excitement.

twirling you as you both made your way through hell's kitchen's streets, laughs were shared, stumbles almost turned into falls & soft singing of songs could be heard pass through both of your lips. the moment felt like a movie; too exciting & too memorable for you to forget within an hour.

after the last twirl before coming to a cross walk, matthew pulled you to press against him, laughing at the small "uhmp" that came from you when your body hit his.

"you really should take dance lessons" matthew jokingly commented, soon feeling you shake your head against his chest.

"only if you'll be my dance partner" you confidently said back to him. you could feel the slight shock in his chest at your words & you felt satisfied.

now he knows how he makes you feel with his sly comments.

"where & when?" he asked you when you pulled your head away from his chest. looking up at him longingly when he removed his glasses, you couldn't stop yourself from raising a hand up to trace along his jawline. his stubble pricked your finger slightly as you moved it across his skin, goosebumps rising on his skin.

"right here... right now" you responded softly, smiling when you felt his hands hold you closer to him.

you, dawned in a simple dress with black chunky heels & your workbag on your shoulder, matthews blazer keeping you warm as the nights breeze made you touch your chest to his.

matthew, his tie slightly loose & a few buttons on his work shirt free, glasses in his pocket with his cold metal of his watch  against your waist.

you both didn't know what else to say now. you didn't know what else to do.

but kiss.

you reached your head up when you saw matthew's coming closer to your face. noses brushed against one another in small love tape, lips parted & breathing stilled. eyes fluttered shut to relish the moment, hands gripped tightly onto the others body & once the space between you & him closed— satisfaction flowed through both of your bones.

the kiss was slow & steady, too scared to go any further than something small & loving. you could feel matthew's stubble against your lip & it only made you grip to him tighter, your hands sliding to the nape of his neck. matthew found you to be intoxicating, more than any liquor he's had before, so he moved a hand to rest against your neck, his thumb feeling your pulse as he slightly held on tighter.

"you don't know how long i've been waiting for that" you mumbled against his lips, taking a deep breath when you felt him move from your lips to your neck, peppering small kisses against your dark skin.

"i think i do know, sweetheart"

lifting his head up to rest his forehead to yours, you felt electricity run through your veins.

"want to stay at my place tonight?" matthew asked you, the hand on your neck moving to your face, caressing your warm cheek.

"more than anything" you told him, smiling when he leaned in to peck your lips one more time.

walking down the street once again, you pressed into matthew's side like a charm, you couldn't wait to see what tomorrow had in store for you & him. you just hoped this wasn't just a one time thing.