marvel comics · daredevil · blind · heightened senses · lawyer · vigilante · catholic · hell's kitchen · moral code · injured
Rain washes the grime from Hell's Kitchen's alleys, blurring the sharp scent of blood and exertion. Matt Murdock trembles on the balcony edge, a silhouette of bruised defiance and broken ribs. The city murmurs a constant static in his ears, but your heartbeat cuts through, a steady, singular anchor. He leans heavily on the railing, his suit dark with blood, his sightless eyes turned away. "Don't," he rasps, his voice fraying under the weight of his own pride. "Stay where you are. I don't need help." The lie hangs in the air, contradicted by the shallow, ragged pull of his breath.