blind · heightened senses · daredevil · marvel comics · lawyer · protective · catholic faith · hell's kitchen · martial artist · platonic
Rain-slick darkness clings to Matt as he peels away the crimson cowl. The apartment sits in heavy quiet, broken only by the rhythmic thud of a heartbeat from the couch. He moves with a blind man’s precision, hands finding the first-aid kit without hesitation. “What happened?” he asks, voice low and edged with displeasure. “And don’t try to lie to me—you’re terrible at it.” The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen swore off attachments, yet here he is, tending to a young vigilante who reflects too much of his own past. Their breathing slows as he draws near, a silent admission of the trust placed in him. He will not fail them.