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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐎 - the kiss
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𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒 Matthew laced his formal tie around his neck, and in her opinion tying it rather sloppily. She could judge, she was the one to tie Derek's ties every time he had to wear one as apparently, her brother had been rather cack-handed as a teenager; well, apart from when he played basketball, of course.
Matthew had agreed to turn himself over to the FBI, as long as Jasper would tell his story about Wilson Fisk and what really happened at the prison.
Olivia pushed herself off of her bed and made her way over to the vigilante as he tried to slip into his suit jacket, by the sharp inhale he took, he was obviously still in pain.
She made her way behind him and took the jacket into her own hands and held it open to allow him to painlessly put it on. He shrugged it on carefully before facing the wolf, "Thank you."
Before she could reply her ears twitched at the sound of light footsteps, she spun to see Sister Maggie entering the room, a shocked and rather pleased smile lighting up her features. "Hallelujah. So you can dress like a normal human being." The nun teased as she tossed something his way, "Clean socks."
"Thank you."
"Well, it warms my heart to see you going out to do something other than beat someone up."
"How do you know?" Matthew smirked lightly as he took a seat, "Could just be adding style to my beatings."
Olivia snorted, unable to hold back her amusement at his comment, and apparently Sister Maggie couldn't either.
"Did you... did you just make a joke?" The nun breathed, "You look ready to smile, which I'm sure in your case means... Well, I don't know what it could mean, the only time I've seen that look is when Olivia's either bullying or flirting with you."
Olivia chuckled as she moved to stand next to the nun, her grin growing at the thought that even through everything, she could get him to smile. "She's right Matty, you do only smile when I flirt with you, is there something you want to tell me?" She teased.
He let out a hearty chuckle, the sound causing both women to smile, "You're the one flirting with me, is there something you want to tell me?"
"Touché." Olivia tilted her head as she tapped her lips with a finger before dropping it, "He's actually seeing Foggy and Karen."
