||Matt Murdock x Reader|| One shots||

May I have this dance?

A/N- Some tooth-rotting sweet stuff. 

Some song recommendations: 

Its been a long long time- Helen Forrest, Harry James

The way you look tonight- Frank Sinatra 

Can't take my eyes off of you- Frankie Valli

Rises the moon- Liana Flores

Bubble gum- Clairo

Word count: 1337

Warnings: None, just some sweet stuff because I'm extremely stressed with finals coming up :)

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You walked up the stairs in your apartment building, your legs dragging behind you from pure exhaustion as you reached in your bag to find your keys. 

As you went to unlock the door, sounds of muffled music played softly behind it.  A large smile swept across your face as you unlocked the door, walking into you and Matt's shared apartment. The apartment was dark as per usual, being lit by not only hues of purple and pink light coming from the billboard outside, but also from candles that where lit around the dinner table where Matt stood wearing a white button down with one hand in his pocket, and one holding a bouquet of flowers. 

The apartment smelt of carbonara, one of your favorite meals, and bread that was being baked in the oven. You smiled at Matt, placing your bag down on the handle next to you and taking your coat off on the rack. 

"What is all this?" You questioned with a smile. 

Matt stepped closer, handing you the bouquet of multi-colored flowers as he planted a kiss to your lips. "Who says I can't treat my wonderful fiancé to a terribly cooked meal and cheap candles?" 

You chuckled lightly, taking the flowers to your nose and smelling them. "Well this is amazing, Matt. Thank you." 

He grabbed your hand, guiding you over to the table as he pulled your chair out for you and you sat down. He went in front of you, sitting down in the chair across the table. You both began eating as Matt stared towards your direction. 

"How is it?" He questioned nervously. Matt had called in a couple favors from Karen, knowing that she was much more of a cook then Foggy was. She gave him the recipe and told him exactly what to do to ensure he didn't screw up this meal like he did previous meals he had made for you. 

You sat back, still chewing your food. "This is by far the best meal I think I have had in a while." 

"That bad huh?" He smirked.

You smiled, "I'm being serious, this is really good." You took a sip of wine, "Did you do this all yourself?"

"With the help of Foggy and Karen." He smiled, "Karen gave me the recipe, and Foggy was in charge of buying flowers. So if they're dead or demolished in any way, its his fault." 

You chuckled as you twirled a couple strings of pasta onto your fork, "Wow so you guys where very busy at work I see."

"It was that or we had a contest to see how many Oreos foggy could shove in his mouth without choking. We went with the safer option of planning a dinner date." Matt laughed, making you join in.

You both talked for what felt like 15 minutes, but was actually three hours. Matt loved the sound of your voice and how when you spoke about something you where passionate about, your words would come through the smile you wore. He swore he could listen to you talk forever.