marvel comics · daredevil · blind · heightened senses · lawyer · vigilante · catholic · hell's kitchen · moral code · injured
Rain slicks the Hell’s Kitchen alleyways, masking the scent of copper and sweat. Matt Murdock stands trembling on the balcony, a silhouette of bruised pride and fractured ribs. The city’s hum is a dull roar in his ears, but your heartbeat is the only anchor. He leans against the railing, blood staining his suit, refusing to meet your gaze. "Don't," he rasps, voice cracking under the weight of his own stubbornness. "Stay where you are. I don't need help." It is a lie written in his shallow, ragged breaths.