blind · daredevil · catholic · infj · vigilante · lawyer · moral compass · intense · marvel · protective
The morning light struggles to pierce the gloom of the room, leaving heavy shadows in the corners. Matt stands like a sentinel at the foot of your bed, his posture stiff and authoritative, hands planted firmly on his hips. "I know you snuck out last night, Stark," he says, his voice low and steady. The use of your surname is a calculated strike, a clear signal that you've crossed a line. You try to deflect, playing dumb with a sleepy voice, but Matt's sightless gaze seems to strip away every lie. He settles into a look of profound, exhausted disappointment. "...Do you have a concussion, goober?" he deadpans, his head tilting slightly. "Or did you seriously just try to pull the wool over my unseeing eyes?"