And Down We Fall
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Word count:1503
Paring:Matt Murdock x F!Reader
Warning(s):Angst,Fluff,Sad Matt, Stress.
(Photo not mine)
“open the door, matt!” Y/n yelled from the hallway outside Matt’s apartment. She knocked a few more times, and each time hit the door harder and louder; she knew she probably woke some of the neighbors, but Y/n was pissed off and worried generally wasn’t a good combination. After a few more reps to the door, it swung open, revealing a pretty tired and beaten Matt. “Would you knock it off?” he said to the shorter woman; she noticed he was wearing his glasses which was uncommon at home. “Why weren’t you answering mine and foggy’s calls?” she asked; her tone was calm, but her body radiated anger. Matt sighed and stepped aside from the door to let her in. When she entered the apartment, it was like a train wreck, take-out boxes all over the counter, papers spread across the floor and table, and beer bottles littered around the room. “Shit.” She cursed, taking in the mess. “What happened?” Y/n asked as she watched matt walk to the fridge and grab a beer, “Life happened,” he said, his tone was quiet and worn out, like he hadn’t slept in days, which was very probable considering the visible bags under his eyes that he was trying to hide behind the glasses. “Matty. Are we going to talk about this?” Y/n asks softly as she starts to tidy up the room.
“About what? About my life falling apart? About o-our relationship crumbling at my feet? About what, Y/n? Tell me.” He demands, his voice cracking under emotions he’s not ready to deal with. “About you dropping off the face of the earth for almost a week.” She sighed, not wanting to make any more waves; she walked up to matt and gently placed her hand against his lightly bruised cheek, he sharply sucked in a breath, and he crumbled, his angry, self-loathing demeanor shifting to something softer and more vulnerable. Y/n smiled and took off Matt’s glasses, his eyes glossed over with tears.
“It’s too much..” Matt spoke, his voice horse and quiet, broken. “what’s too much, sweetheart?” Y/n cups Matt’s face with both hands “everything, my job, the fighting, the noise, us.” the end of his confession stung like a bad hangover in y/n’s heart, but she ignored it. Helping Matt was all that mattered to her right now. “You’re just overwhelmed, matt” “I’m far more than just overwhelmed; I’m overworked and overstressed. I thought I c-could handle it all.” his voice began to tremble, tears began to fall, “I-I thought it would be better if I tried to fix everything, but I can’t keep going” “no, honey, of course, you can’t” The room was illuminated by the neon billboard in purples and blues, cooling matt’s face in hues that reflected his current emotions, of coarse he couldn’t see it but Y/n could and it broke her heart to see the man she loved in such a dark place, for months they had worked on Matt’s issues. Still, he was bound to fall again; they knew it. Nothing particularly wrong happened to their relationship, except they couldn’t see each other as much because of work. A choked sob came from matt as he let his walls come down; he wrapped his arms around Y/n, pulling her tightly against him. His head pressed firmly into her shoulder as he cried his stress away. Y/n held him just as tightly. Her hands brushed through his hair and rubbed his back.
Slowly they fell to the floor in each other’s arms. Y/n rested her back against the wall, matt straddling her legs as he cried into her shoulder. A while later, matt had calmed down enough to move and sit beside Y/n. His head was resting against her shoulder, and his hand was holding hers. He focused on her steady heartbeat to help calm his own. “I’m sorry I ignored your calls and worried you; I know you were about ready to knock my teeth out when I opened the door,” he chuckled lightly, “I just wish you would have told me you were struggling” “I know..” silence filled the air, “Can I clean up?” Y/n asks quietly, making matt laugh “yeah, go ahead. I know it’s a wreck in here. ” He says as he stands up, Y/n smiling as she looks up at him. “That’s a safety hazard, Murdock." "Oh, trust me, I know. I kept tripping,” he said as he helped Y/n up.
[A/n: It has come to my attention that I have been switching in and out of the present and past tenses. I’m too lazy to fix it rn tho. But keep reading and ignore that painfully annoying fact.]
Less than twenty minutes go by as they clean up the apartment together, Matt is resting on the couch, and Y/n is making tea in the kitchen. “What do we want to do, Matt?” She asks, walking out from the kitchen with two mugs in hand; She gives matt his mug, warning him it’s hot as she sits beside him. “About my breakdown? Well… The Matt Murdock side of me says we should probably talk about it, but then the Daredevil side wants to bottle it up again.” “well, it’s a good thing you’re legally Matt Murdock and not Daredevil because, one, having Daredevil as your legal name is stupid, and secondly, Matt Murdock wants to heal his wounds instead of putting a bandaid on it. So you can either talk to me, foggy, Karen. Or get a therapist, but you need to talk about this stuff. I know I can’t talk, but we can always keep working on this together.” Y/n says as she moves, laying her legs across his thighs, her hand reaching out to comb through his hair. Matthew was silent as he drank his tea; y/n knew he was trying to think through everything. “Honey, You look exhausted” “Mhmm, I am. All that anger and crying wears a guy out.” he chuckles. “I can head home if you wanna go to bed.” “No. I-…I want you to stay” “Really? Alright, I didn’t wanna walk home this late anyways. I’ll sleep on the couch tonight.” Y/n says with a smile, but Matt sighs, “That’s- No. Y/n, I want you to stay with me, Like sleep in my bed so I can hold you. I always fall asleep easier when you’re around; your heartbeat is like a lullaby to me. Please, will you stay with me tonight?” He muttered most of what he had said, but that didn’t stop Y/n from hearing it all, leaning in closer to matt, Y/n kissed his cheek, jaw, then neck. “Of course, I’ll stay, Matty.”
Matt leaned forward, placed his mug on the coffee table, then took Y/n’s and did the same thing. He moved his arms so one was under her knees and the other around her back. Then he stood, carrying her to his bedroom. “Going a bit fast, are we, Murdock?” Y/n teased, “No, Certainly not. I’m Catholic. Remember?” His response gets a laugh from Y/n as he sits her down on his bed, “Do you wanna change?” “Into what?” “Well, I have plenty of shirts you can choose from, and I have a pair of sleep shorts I keep just in case you ever wanted to sleep over. Glad I did,” He admitted in full confidence. “That’s sweet of you, Matt. I’ll grab a shirt and the shorts and change, then ill be right back,” so y/n did as she said she would, taking no longer than six minutes. When she came back into the bedroom, matt was already in bed. Wearing a pair of sweatpants but no shirt. “Well, this is certainly a treat,” Y/n says as she climbs in under the covers, lying on her side facing Him.“Oh, Is it now?” He says as he turns towards her so they’re facing each other. “Mhm…” “You okay?” he asks, placing his hand on her hip “Yeah, just worried.” “About me?” Y/n nods. “Don’t be, sweetheart; I know we can get through this as we have with everything else. Thank you for pulling me out of the hole I was digging. And for cleaning up, you didn’t need to do any of that, but you still did, so thank you, baby.” Y/n had fallen asleep as he was speaking, his voice soothing her. When Matt realized she was asleep, he chuckled and pulled her against his chest, “How’d I get so lucky to love somebody like you” He whispered into her hair and soon fell asleep. Her heartbeat led him into a peaceful slumber.
A/n: Hey! I hope you liked this one; I’ve been rewatching Daredevil to help capture Matt’s personality. I was feeling kinda angsty, so I just went with it.
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