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'I just wanna test something'

"Hey Matt," Foggy said, popping up next to Matt.

Matt, who had sensed him coming from a mile away (easily, because they were in the not so large space of his apartment), wasn't in the least bit fazed. "Hey Fog."
Actually that was a bit of a lie. He was fazed, but not because Foggy could ever scare him. He was slightly fazed because the heartbeat he had grown to be so accustom to, his favorite heartbeat in the whole world, was suddenly faster than normal. And Matt knew Foggy wasn't sick, so why the fast heartbeat and ever-so slightly heat at Foggy's cheeks?

 "So like, you know how you're super sensitive because of your powers?" Foggy asked, dropping down onto the couch next to Matt.

"Yeah?" Matt said, slightly confused. He took off his glasses and gently fiddled with them before setting them to the side.
Which may or may not have a connection to the sudden increase of Foggy's heartbeat.

"And you're really sensitive to touch?"

"Where are you going with this?"

"What? Nowhere!" Foggy laughed, clearly having somewhere he was going with this in mind.

"Uh huh..." Matt muttered, not convinced. 

"So... yeah, I may be going somewhere with this. Do you mind if I test something?" Foggy asked hesitantly.

Matt felt his own cheeks grow hot, now matching (matt-ching lmfao) Foggy. "Uh- s- sure?"

Before he even really knew what was happening, Matt suddenly felt a drastic change of weight, specifically on his legs. Which means one of two things. Either he somehow now had (and had missed),  a very large dog sitting on his lap, or it was Foggy.
But somehow Matt found himself hoping for the latter. And since the only heartbeats in the apartment were his and Foggy's, both abnormally fast and irregular, it was only safe to assume that his wish had come true.

But he had to check. "Uh- A- are you sitting on me?"

"You know it," came Foggy's cheeky reply.

"Oh..." Matt muttered, glad for definitely not the first time that his best friend couldn't hear his heart.

"Alright. I just wanna test something. I'm gonna do something and you tell me what it is, ok?"

Matt nodded hesitantly.

"Ok. We're gonna start here..." Foggy murmured, gently picking up Matt's hand.  

Matt stifled a gasp as he felt Foggy's fingers tracing lines up his fingers and palm so gently it could have been a feather.

"Don't get sidetracked," Foggy said with a smile in his voice.

"Uh-" Matt steeled himself. "You're uh- tracing my hand..."

"Uh huh... now we'll do this..."

Just as lightly, Foggy started trailing his fingers up Matt's arm, all the way to his shoulder.

"Now you're doing the same thing but to my arm," Matt said, trying to keep his mind focused on what was happening.

"Yup. And now..." Foggy muttered, pulling his fingers back down Matt's arm and hand.

"Now you're going down and-" Matt drew in a shaky breath. "W- what's the point of this?"

"It's a test, I wanna see."

"See what?" Matt asked.

But Foggy didn't answer, instead moving on to the next part of the test. Matt almost gasped again when he felt Foggy's fingertips gently brushing across his cheeks, running up beside his eyes, to his temples.