So this is based on the following prompt at the Daredevil Kink Meme: "5 universes where Matt and Foggy stopped being friends and one where they didn't. Give me anything from they drifted apart or they stopped being friends because they got together and were avocados in love(I have a soft spot for Matt/Foggy), or like super super angsty we can't be friends anymore." I chose super-angsty, because I like to make my readers cry, apparently. Although, I did just come off of writing a whole lot of humour and fluff, so I guess I'm due.
Matt knew that something was going on. Foggy had been lying to him, of that much he was certain. He'd noticed that the man had been getting more texts in the office, and having fewer personal phone conversations. He'd been nervous, his heartbeat skipping beats from time to time, his palms sweaty and his legs twitching as he sat. Foggy was keeping something from him, had been for about a month. Something important, Matt knew. But he never expected this.
"I'm sorry, what?" he asked Foggy, who was sitting across from him with anxiety cascading off of him in waves.
"Sam's pregnant," Foggy said. "She's due in about five months."
"Oh wow!" Matt said, a smile creeping across his face and turning into a grin as what his friend said really hit him. "That's... I mean, you've seeing each other for a while now, right? That's great!" He leaped up to embrace his friend in a big hug, before pulling back when he sensed that something was still wrong.
"This is a good thing, right?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, it really is," Foggy said. Matt could tell that he meant it, but there were tears starting to pool at the corner of Foggy's eyes and even without sight Matt could tell that Foggy didn't want to look at him. "I'm going to be a dad, Matt."
"Yeah," Matt said, still not quite able to believe it. "It's scary, I know. But you are going to make a great father. And your kid is gonna have a pretty protective uncle, so they'll be fine."
"Don't..." Foggy said, his voice choking up, "You don't understand, Matt. I'm not scared. I'm really happy, and really excited. But you can't..." Foggy was now so upset that he couldn't even finish his thought. Something inside of Matt started to panic, and he felt a creeping fear sinking into the pit of his stomach.
"You can't be a part of this, Matt," Foggy finally said.
"What?" Matt asked, the fear exploding into an ache.
"You can't..." Foggy continued, sobs interrupting the flow of his words, "I have to think about another person now, you know? Two other people. The world is such a shitty place already, this neighborhood's not the best to raise a family, and what you do? I admire it, honestly. I get it. But it's terrifying, and violent, and it can only end badly. And I can make the choice to be a part of it, but I can't make that choice for Sam, for my kid. I need you to understand that."
"So what are you saying, then?" Matt asked, getting angry. "Are you giving me an ultimatum, Foggy? Is that what this is? Daredevil or you?"
"No!" Foggy said, "I'm not. Because I know... we both know what choice you would make. Even if you tell me it's me, there's no way that I would ever believe you. You are Daredevil, Matt. What you do is built into who you are."
"So?" Matt asked, "What, then, Foggy? What the hell do you want me to do?"
"Nothing," said Foggy. "There's nothing you can do. Nothing I can do. It just is what it is. I've been thinking about this for a long time now, ever since Sam told me the news a month ago. I've been wracking my brain trying to come up with some solution that doesn't make me feel like I'm compromising my family's safety or cutting you out of my life, Matt, but there isn't one. Do you think this is easy for me? God, Matt! I love you. So much. But I have to do the right thing here. And I need you to let me."
"The right thing?" Matt asked, bitterly.
Foggy sighed and took a deep breath before finally taking Matt's hand and looking up at him. "Sam is moving in with her parents in New Jersey. And I'm going with her. They have a house on a quiet street, with a big backyard and they've told us we're welcome to stay as long as we need to. It's a good opportunity for us. It gives me time to shift my focus away from criminal law to something less dangerous and try and find another firm who'll have me. It's the best thing for us right now."
"And the practice?" Matt asked.
"It's not like you can't keep going," Foggy said. "You're a good lawyer, Matt. You'll be fine."
"No," said Matt. "I won't be."
"I'm sorry," said Foggy, but Matt got up and left the room abruptly before he could finish. "Matt..." Foggy called out, but it didn't matter. Matt knew deep down that it was his own fault. He should known it would end like this. Everybody left eventually.