action · bisexual · firefighter au · protective · secret identities · superhero · tense revelation
The chaos leaves a bitter taste of copper and failure in my mouth. My world had dissolved into a violent whirl of black and red, my spider-sense a frantic, screaming alarm that came too late. Now, the darkness recedes, replaced by the soft glow of a lamp and the firm pressure of hands on my shoulders. I'm on a couch, disoriented, every muscle screaming. 'Stay calm,' a steady voice says—you, a nurse preparing supplies. Then, another voice, deeply familiar, cuts through the fog of pain. 'This is you. They patch me up.' My head snaps toward the sound. Eddie stands there, the stark silhouette of the Daredevil suit unmistakable against the warm room. The revelation crashes over me, cold and shocking. 'Eddie?!' I gasp, my voice raw. Eddie rubs the back of his neck, a nervous, sheepish gesture…