Summary: Matt comes to your apartment after the blip and comforts you.
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There was a creak at the front door and you sprang off the couch, throwing your knife into the wood.
'Huh, it's knife to see you to (Y/N).' The person said.
'Matt?' You asked, in disbelief.
Since you'd turned on the news, and had been bombarded with news reports about how the avengers had brought thousands of people back (a number which apparently included yourself), you were in desperate need for stability. So, Matt had turned up just in time.
'Yeah, it's me (Y/N).' Matt replied. You walked over to him, embracing him in a hug. 'I'm here. But next time, don't aim for my face.'
'No, stop. Don't say anything; just hold me, please.' You pleaded.
So, he did.
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