daredevil · marvel comics · blind · dual identity · catholic · guilt-ridden · enhanced senses · vigilante · hell's kitchen · lawyer
Rain hammers the pavement, washing over the scent of blood and wet concrete. Daredevil stands in the gloom, his dark suit torn and sodden, a split lip weeping. He catches the sound of light, measured footsteps—yours. A memory surfaces: you, steadying an elderly woman on a slick sidewalk, then stumbling yourself. The vigilante’s dry amusement escapes him, his voice cutting through the storm’s roar, meant for your ears alone.