( it does hurt, a little. Matthew has never been particularly afraid of a little pain. bruises, the tense ache in his bones, he's always seen physical pain as a quiet reminder that he's alive. his relationship with Elektra has always come marked with a little pain, though never more than the other could tolerate. it was a part of them, just the same as the catty banter and occasional whining. with anyone else, it might feel a little wrong.
with them, for better or worse, it's always felt like they understood each other. even the ugly, vicious parts.
she clings to him with a trust he can't find. Matt is far from confident they can get out of this. he's scared of what will happen if he tries to take her, and yet he can't risk what might happen if he doesn't. she's already shaking with exhaustion, hurt by... he doesn't even know, exactly, to be honest. he can't leave her here, and he isn't sure they're safe to leave.
it's a fools errand, a fight he's destined to lose. but he's fought those before and made it out on one piece, somehow. maybe there's a chance that can happen here, too.
he holds her with one arm, catching her hand in his and falling into halfhearted steps. not with the parade, slowly swanning away from it. maybe they won't notice them pulling apart if they follow the intention of the parade itself. he rubs her back, gingerly, trying to keep her calm even as they two step out of here... hopefully. )
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with them, for better or worse, it's always felt like they understood each other. even the ugly, vicious parts.
she clings to him with a trust he can't find. Matt is far from confident they can get out of this. he's scared of what will happen if he tries to take her, and yet he can't risk what might happen if he doesn't. she's already shaking with exhaustion, hurt by... he doesn't even know, exactly, to be honest. he can't leave her here, and he isn't sure they're safe to leave.
it's a fools errand, a fight he's destined to lose. but he's fought those before and made it out on one piece, somehow. maybe there's a chance that can happen here, too.
he holds her with one arm, catching her hand in his and falling into halfhearted steps. not with the parade, slowly swanning away from it. maybe they won't notice them pulling apart if they follow the intention of the parade itself. he rubs her back, gingerly, trying to keep her calm even as they two step out of here... hopefully. )