Imagines/oneshots Book 1

11. Matt Murdock - a running joke

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Eh, it's not the best but it is something. I feel like I haven't posted in so long. Fear not follow readers and writers I am (hopefully) back in the swing of things writing this one. I think I might start a bill and Ted ('s excellent adventure) story next, not sure yet guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Song: feel invincible by skillet
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Your POV

i walked slowly down the street, headed to my new apartment in Hell's Kitchen. It was a windy fall morning in New York, I had just been fired from my desk job and was headed home with my things in my arms. I had never really liked my job and talked back at my boss a lot which a guess makes sense as to why i was fired after only 6 months of work. the real kicker is that i just moved to Hell's Kitchen to be closer to work, guess i should've stayed in downtown New York a little longer.

At least i got to enjoy the lovely New York morning, slowly making my way down the sidewalk past small offices, coffee shops, and apartments. I was looking at the sky when all of a sudden i was hit, or ran into more like. I dropped the box in my hands immediately, silently cursing to myself. Stacking the things back in my box I looked up at the handsome stranger in front of me. He had short brown hair, round red sunglasses, a coal gray suit on, and a walking cane.

"oh my god i am so sorry. i wasnt watching where i was going. its totally my fault, are you okay?"

i rambled on, all in one breath, a bit frazzled at the attractive stranger in front of me.

"Yes i'm fine, are you alright you seem sort of shaken."

"uh yeah im alright. i was just thinking to myself, daydreaming a bit. i guess i should've been enjoying the sky a little less."

i laughed a little as i looked at the ground with a small smile on my face, a blush creeping up my cheeks.

"i wish i could say the same. I hear it's lovely"

that's when i realized what the cane and glasses were for. he was blind! i sighed and mentally face palmed. he laughed a little at me.

"you just realized i was blind didnt you?"

"yeah, uh, i did."

"its okay, it happens more than you'd think."

"i doubt it, i guess my mind was just on other things."

"whats your name?"

"(Y/N). whats yours?"

"im Matt it's nice to meet you, (Y/N)."

He reached his hand out. I stood up and shifted the box under my arm, balancing it on my hip. I looked at him for a second then shook his hand. I stared at him shortly before he coughed awkwardly.

"Well it was great to have met you but I should really get going, work and all..."

"Oh right, it totally slipped my mind, you have a life in need of getting back to."

He just laughed. It was a nice laugh.
I wished I had the opportunity to talk to him longer.

"Yeah I do, but If you ever want to be better aquatinted...."

"I would like that, uh do you have a phone?"

"I do, here."

He reached in his pocket and handed it to me. i taped in my information and handed it back to him.

"Here you go Matt, maybe I'll get lucky next time and will only run into you figuratively."

He laughed again and bid me a good day. He seems like a pretty cool guy. I can't wait to 'run into him' again.