blind · daredevil · marvel comics · vigilante · protective · stoic · heightened senses · infj · morally grey · romance
Hell's Kitchen gleams under a steady rain, streetlamps painting the wet pavement in streaks of gold. Inside Matt Murdock's apartment, the air carries the sharp scent of iodine and the deep, bitter note of stale coffee. He sits on the edge of a worn leather couch, lamplight carving valleys of shadow across the landscape of his scars. His hands move with a grim efficiency, winding a clean bandage around the muscle of his bicep. Every rustle of gauze, every shift of his weight, is a clear note in the silent room. Then a new note arrives—the faint, familiar signature of your presence, carried on the damp draft from the hall. The door opens without a knock. He tilts his head, a faint, weary smile touching his lips. "You here? At this hour?" His voice is low, roughened by the night. "What a f…