Bound by Law (Matt Murdock x Reader)

16. Breaking rules is fun (and dangerous)

The drive to Matt's apartment is silent, but he knows you want to say something, as your heart is beating fast. Or maybe you still haven't recovered from the run of your life. Truth to be told, you lived off the thrill, blood pumping through your veins has become pure adrenaline, because you don't remember yourself driving so reclessly.

Yet you feel like words failed you now like never before, but the storm is brewing inside of you, and words gonna flood Matt's apartment in no time. But before all hell breaks loose, Matt interrupts the heavy silence. "Thank you."

Simple words, used every day so much that they lost their true meaning, but now you feel like Matt pulled those straight from the depths of his heart.

"I just hope this helps you win the case," you throw so simply, as if the whole thing was purely work-related.

He knows... He feels, that it's way more than that, way more than just a way to keep him and Foggy in business, and way more than just proving that Melissa is guilty. You had nothing to do with his case, to his knowledge, and he felt eternal gratitude for this risk you've taken. And what's all of this for if not justice?

You stop the car and turn the ignition off, taking a deep breath, "Well, this is you."

"Yeah..." He pauses, contemplating his next words. "Wanna come? Tea? Beer?" Matt hears his pulse pick up and suddenly feels like a high-schooler again, asking a girl to dance with him, and immediately begins to feel disappointment rising, like the said high-schooler, when the girl refuses to go with him. He's nervous, feels his palms sweating and grabs the door handle for support, secretly plotting his looser's escape plan.

"Tea, I'm driving." Your lips twitch into a small smile. "Can't disobey the law when I'm supposed to represent it." You both chuckle at the same time, and you get out, helping Matt to get upstairs, silently cursing the many stairs to his flat but enjoying the closeness, especially when his neighbour walks downstairs, and you get squeezed next to Matt, in order to let her pass. The way his hands snaked on your waist, took your breath away for a mere moment, but the little voice in your head brought you back into reality - a reality where you couldn't let your feelings control you.

Matt fumbled with the keys for a second, but that was more than enough time for you to snatch them from him and unlock his door.

"Ah, that's how you're treating blind people?"

"Yes, you, Murdock, especially." You say and wait for him to come inside, but he doesn't move. "Are you seriously being a gentleman right now?" You laugh at the ridiculousness of the whole evening.

"Yes, now get your ass inside."

"What, afraid that your neighbour might see you bringing a girl into your flat, when she probably thinks that you're a good, religious guy, who has never, ever kissed a girl before marriage?" You tease, purposely stalling in the corridor until, fed up, Matt gently pushes in you into his apartment, and locks the door after himself. "Oh, exciting," you murmur, and boldly walk further, failing to notice Matt's grin.

You plop on one of the armchairs and look around, Matt gets behind the counter and starts making tea. "Nice apartment you got there, Murdock."

"Well, too bad I can't see how exactly nice it is." He shoots one of the many blind jokes from his arsenal.

"Ha-ha, you know, you're already running out of the jokes." You stand up again and walk around, particularly interested in the view outside the window.

"What jokes?"

"Your jokes. Cheesy, corny, blind jokes." You reach the counter and sit on it, purposely getting on Matt's nerves, not even justifying your own childish behavior.