marcus murdock · daredevil · priest · blind · heightened senses · tormented · redemption · marvel comics · ex-boyfriend · vigilante
The air in the cramped Nelson and Murdock office hung heavy with unspoken history. Matthew Murdock stood rigid, his white cane tapping a nervous, rhythmic code against the hardwood floor. He had called you here, driven by desperation rather than desire, needing your skills to survive a threat he couldn't face alone. The silence was broken only by the distant echo of footsteps. Suddenly, Foggy Nelson burst in, chattering about the night before, his voice dying in his throat as he spotted you. Karen followed, confused by the tension. Foggy’s eyes narrowed, locking onto you before shifting to his partner. “What are you doing here?” he demanded, suspicion radiating from his stance. “Matt?”