-Unbetaed, non native speaker so please kindly correct any mistake
-Warning: some spoilers for Daredevil Season 2 plus Foggy's attempt at jokes


Seven days later at Stephen Strange's bedroom.

"He is like Sleeping Beauty except that he is not a girl…" Matt groaned. Foggy ignored him. "…, he is not cursed, and he won't wake up by any true love's kiss. Are you sure about that? Has anybody tried to kiss him?"

"Foggy!"

"Hey, you just told me that magic is real and there is such a thing called a magical coma so that was the first thing that came to my mind. It was worth at least a mention." Foggy poked at the sleeping man. "Wow, he is warm just like us. I thought his skin would be cold being in a coma and all. Not that I'm an expert since I'm not a doctor." Suddenly a red cloth swatted his right hand that just touched Stephen. Foggy yelped. "Did that piece of red cloth just hit my hand or am I hallucinating?"

Matt shrugged and smiled. "I don't know, Foggy. I didn't exactly see what happened. But stop poking at Stephen. Let him rest. The Cloak of Levitation is very protective of him."

"I can hear your capitalization for the cloak's name. Isn't that a bit pretentious?" The Cloak flew in front of Foggy's face and flapped both ends threateningly. He must be hallucinating. "Am I seeing thing or is the Cloak threatening me?"

"Stop asking if I see things and stop agitating the Cloak of Levitation. She has enough stress."

"OK, I think this whole house has gone insane including you, not that you ever sane in the first place. So is this Cloak a she?"

"Well, apparently Stephen and Wong refer the Cloak as a she so I just follow suit."

The Cloak flew back to act as a blanket for Stephen.

"Isn't Wong the guy who put Stephen in a coma, sorry, a magical coma? I still can't wrap my head around magic."

"Neither can I. Especially when I can't see it."

Foggy groaned. "Please stop with your pun. But why would we trust thing Wong guy again? Why are they naming objects?"

"Stephen would've been agony and fallen into a normal coma if it were not for Wong. As for naming objects, I think you need to ask them, not me."

"How is this magical coma any better than a normal coma?"

"As I said, Stephen is not suffering in this coma. Something to do about some magical creatures will suck his life energy or something when he is drowning in his worst fears or traumas without any chance to wake up." Foggy involuntarily shivered and took a few steps back from the sleeping man. "In this magical coma, he's just sleeping without any need of life support. The magical coma also heals old injuries that he was too busy to take care of."

"He actually sounds like you."

Matt glared in Foggy's direction. "It's hard to tell when he will wake up though. Not that we can know when someone is going to wake up in a normal coma either. He has been like this for five days."

Matt looked miserable again like he did when Foggy walked into this house an hour ago. That was the reason he asked a lot of questions and made some stupid jokes to take Matt's mind off his guilt. He even poked at Stephen to rile Matt up so he wouldn't be drowned in misery. He'd apologize to Stephen properly if ... when he woke up but he was sure the good doctor would have agreed that it was the right thing to do. He knew that Matt would feel guilty about Stephen's condition, blaming it on himself even though both of them knew Stephen made his own choice. It was still surprising that someone could keep such a big secret from Matt for so long.

'Didn't think Wong guy say it would take from three days to two weeks for him to wake up? This is only less than half the projected time."

"But to see, please don't correct me, someone that you get close to who is usually full of life to be so lifeless is painful."

"Now you know how I feel when I see you lying in your own pool of blood in your apartment. You know Stephen only for two weeks. I've known you for seven years!"

"I'm sorry, Foggy."

"I know you are. But not enough to stop you from keep wearing your underwear to patrol the city."

"As I said before, they are not underwear. The city needs me. Why are we rehashing this again?"

"To stop you were feeling sorry for yourself about Stephen. I swear that both of you like Mr and Mrs Smith except for the parts that you're superheroes instead of assassins…"

"I'm not a superhero."

"…, you're not married to each other, you're not trying to kill each other outside this house, you're no Angelina Jolie…"

Matt shrugged. "Thanks?! Why am I the wife? Is that the hair?" He tried to flip his hair.

"(You're welcome) and he is no Brad Pitt. I guess it's a terrible analogy but you've got my point. "

"I didn't hide my identity from Stephen."

"Not by your choice but he definitely hid his from us and did it so well even without wearing any mask. And he would've gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those meddling monsters!"

"Would you please stop making those movie analogies?"

"I'd stop if you stopped Daredeviling."

"Touché."

"Darn, I thought that would've worked."

"Foggy…"

Foggy raised both hands placatingly. "Yes, yes, you feel like you need to be Daredevil although in my opinion you want to. OK, back to Stephen. What's your plan when he wakes up? Are you going to be angry with him like I did to you?"

Matt slumped back in his chair and put his head between his hands. "I've no idea. We've only known each other for two weeks so I don't really expect him to pour out his soul to me. I just want him to wake up. Perhaps I should've chosen the memory removal. At least he would be awake now."

"You would 've been outvoted anyway. Removing memory is against something that you believe in. Besides, your friendship is great for you both. I wasn't kidding when I said you need to find a non-psychopath friend who is not Karen or me. I just didn't expect you to find another superhero who is as bad as you at personal safety."

Matt looked up from his hands. "Hey, I've never been in a coma for five days. I also never got any magical poisons in my system."

"It's not something to brag about." He sighed. "Superheroes and their self sacrificing tendencies. You would've been poisoned by those if you ever encountered them. That's your luck."

"Thanks for cheering me up, Foggy. Don't quit your day job."

"I won't, unlike some lawyers I know who are more concerned about beating up undead ninjas rather than being present in the court rooms. Hey, at least Stephen is not in a gang or sells drugs like what I thought so you luck out here."

"Yes, that worry keeps me up at night."

"That and the screams of some victims fifty blocks away."

"Foggy, you know that my hearing range is only up to twenty blocks."

"I miss our daily bantering. Seriously Matt, what are you going to do now? Are you going to sit here and mope until Stephen wakes up?"

"I don't mope. I take turn with Claire, Christine, and Wong to look after Stephen."

"Sure. You don't mope, you just like to stare into the distance with your sad face."

"I don't have a sad face."

"Yes, you do. In fact you have many versions of sad faces. Back to the problem, Matt. What are you going to do?"

"I have an appointment to meet a client the day after tomorrow. Pro bono. She wanted to sue a paint company that made her son sick."

Foggy went to hug Matt. He hugged back. "That's great. I'm so happy for you. How are you going to get paid though? You are not exactly flush with cash."

"Elektra left me a rather large windfall. I'd use it for now until I figure out what I really want to do."

"At least she did something good for you."

"Foggy, she died to protect me!"

"You wouldn't be in that position if it were not for her."

"I can't ignore what happened in Hell's Kitchen and you know it."

"OK, OK. I think we need to agree to disagree about this. So what do we do now while we are in our injured-superhero-sitting duty?"

"It's my duty, not ours."

"Well, I've taken the day off today so I'd better spent it with my best friend."

"Thanks a lot, Foggy. I'm glad you forgive me."

"Barely."

"I'm trying to make a heartfelt speech here. I'm glad you're here. I thought I'd lost you forever for being an ass. Seeing Stephen lying down here a few days ago made me realize what I've put you through and we've been friends much longer than two weeks. I'll try to stop being Daredevil which was the reason I was here in the first place. I'll try to be only a lawyer. I need your support for this."

Foggy got misty-eyes. "That's all I ever ask for, Matt. At least something good has come out of this mess. So what do you want to do now?"

"My story is boring because it's about beating up people. You can tell me what's going on in that new company of yours?"

Foggy drew a chair closer. "My boss hired this chick called Jessica Jones. I think she is tougher than you. She certainly has more attitudes…"

Foggy continued with his stories. He was glad that Matt was alive and well. The most important thing was they were friends again.


Notes:

-I've been wondering where Matt got the money if he took pro bono cases in The Defenders so that's just my headcanon. That or he worked in a company that specialized in pro bono.
-Cookie for anyone who got a reference to Luke Cage Season 2 here.
-I've been searching for a meaninful interaction between Matt and Stephen in the comics and I finally found them.
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-I really hope they're in characters, they might have joked too much
-Next: Stephen wakes up.