and trashed a temple

Stay: Part 2 (Matt/Claire drabbles)

(A/N: Part 1 here. Slight AU where Claire stayed at Matt’s place for a week, and she and Matt never had that fight.) 

“You want to ask me something.”

Claire glanced up from the book her right hand was spread across, her fingertips tracing the Braille, Matthew’s hand a warm, solid heat on top of it as he taught her how to read Don Quixote.

“How did you…?” She licked her lips, sending him an arch look. “Your Spidey-sense tell you that?”

He smiled. “Not so much. Your breathing keeps hesitating like you want to talk. Figured it was a question.”

“Maybe I don’t want to ask it.”

“Why?”

“It’s personal.”

He gave her fingers a gentle squeeze. “I’m not used to sharing secrets, but I won’t keep any from you. Not after…”

He let the sentence trail off, his thumb grazing one of the cuts on her knuckles. She pulled away instinctively, still sensitive to both the touch and the meaning behind it. For once, she was grateful he couldn’t see the momentary flicker of pain on her features.

“When I get up and move around…your head tilts in different directions.”

“Yes.”

She bit her bottom lip, hiding a smile. “Are you checking me out?”

Matt coughed, choking on a laugh. Claire’s smile widened until it was nearly ear to ear. “I knew it. At first I thought you were just trying to figure out if I was looking for something, but that time I got up to stretch you were still listening anyway.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“No, no, I’m not offended. I just thought it was funny. When I first got here I thought, ‘oh, well, he’s blind so I don’t have to worry about looking pretty all the time.’ It’s actually kind of comforting that you’re still…well…a guy.”

Matt grinned. “Well, in that case, I’ll do it more often.”

She flicked him in the ear, pursing her lips in a scowl. “Don’t push your luck, mister. Now show me where the next chapter starts.”


Part 3 will probably be posted tomorrow. Thanks for the support so far, Daredevil fandom! You guys are so sweet. 

Surprised nobody pointed out that the last place Hater and Awesome visit/trash was the temple of the Galactic Conjunction, the very first place these two fought waaaaaaaaaaaaay back in The Picnic.  I loved this detail because you could totally buy a tired (totally not drunk for legal reasons) Hater and Awesome coming up with this idea late in the night: “OOO! OOO! You know where we should TOTALLY go?!”

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“You stiched me up?” Matt asks surprised, more shocked that Foggy knows how to sew anything.

Foggy: “That was your nurse friend.”

Matt: “Claire?” 

AND I SWEAR THERE WAS SUCH HOPE IN MATT’S VOICE WHEN HE SAID HER NAME (like she came here?? she’s not pissed at me??) AND THEN HE KIND OF SIGHS BECAUSE HE COULD HAVE TALKED TO HER AND SEEN HER IF HE WASN’T UNCONCIOUS AND FIXED THINGS. UGHHHH.