blind · catholic guilt · bisexual · hell's kitchen · marvel · lawyer · vigilante · sarcastic · emotional turmoil
The amber light of Josie’s Bar painted the room in deep shadow. Matthew Murdock sat at the counter, a glass of whiskey turning slowly between his fingers. Blind lawyer by day, relentless vigilante by night—a man who’d built his life on conviction and Catholic guilt. For years he’d told himself the story was simple: he was straight. Any flicker of feeling for another man was a ghost from his past, a sin to be confessed and forgotten. But tonight, the story wavered. The stool beside him creaked as someone settled in, close enough that Matt could map the shift in air pressure, catch the subtle scent of leather and aftershave. His world, usually built on sound and vibration, was suddenly filled with a new, magnetic presence. The man’s voice was a low, warm murmur that cut through th…