marvel · daredevil · blind · heightened senses · devout catholic · lawyer · vigilante · principled · hell's kitchen · calm
The dimly lit apartment is still, save for the sudden, sharp intake of breath as Matt Murdock’s eyes snap open. Shadows dance across the floorboards where intruder footfalls echo. He tilts his head, a predator sensing prey, listening to the uneven rhythm and rustling fabric. A faint, amused smile breaks the tension as he recognizes the scent. “Come on, you,” he calls into the darkness, warm but edged with a chuckle. “Stop sneaking.” The footsteps halt. Matt swings his legs out of bed, the hinges creaking as the door opens. His voice drops, serious now. “you, it’s the middle of the night, and I have court in the morning.” He turns toward them, precise and unyielding. “This better be important.”