Bus Stop (Matt Murdock)
Summary: You have been dating for awhile. When day after work you almost get robbed.
Word Count: 847
Warnings: Mention of guns, violence
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It was dark out when you finally left your office. You hated that job, but it helped pay the bills. You zipped your jacket up as you began to walk to the bus stop. It was only 6:00 P.M. but it looked like it was nine already. People everywhere were leaving walking home or heading to the train or bus. You passed a few couples as you walked. Holding hands or giggling as they talked.
You smiled to yourself thinking about you and Matt. He made you feel safe and at home no matter what. You can always count on him, and he can always count on you. God, you couldn’t wait to get back to the apartment to see him. To see his cute smile and to feel his soft lips pressed against yours. Some days after work he would kiss you as if the world was going to end. He would hold you so tightly as if you were going to disappear if he let go. Other days he would sneak up behind you as you stood at kitchen countertop making some tea. His arms would wrap around your waist and he would kiss along your neck. Sometimes you would get home before him. He always knew you were there. One time he even said, “Honey, I’m home.” God, you loved that man.
When he told you about him being Daredevil you didn’t yell or shout. You just hugged him, and kissed him and said, “That’s not going to change anything Matt, I’m still going to love you. I’m always going to be here for you. When you come home battered and bruised, I’ll be here. I may not be able to fight like you, but I’ll fight for you, I’ll defend you. I love every part of you Matt.”
He smiled at you relieved, “I love you too Y/N,” a tear fell from his eye as he said it.
You quickly wiped it away, “Matt, hey what’s wrong?”
He looked at you, “I love you so much Y/N, I just can’t imagine ever losing you.”
You kissed him softly, “Matt, you will never lose me.”
You snapped out of your daydream as you saw the bus coming from further down the street. You went into your purse to take out your MTA card. That’s when you hear people running. You turn around to see two men running up behind you. You were alone and the bus was stuck at a light.
“Give us all your money!” one of them shouts. They looked young, maybe about 16 or 17.
“What are you doing lady! Give us your money or we… we are going to… shoot you,” the second boy shouts.
Their voices were shaky as if someone was making them do this. They were looking around waiting to see if anyone was around.
“Okay, hold on,” you said as you went into your bag. You wrapped your hand around the pepper spray that Karen bought you when you got your job. You turned the button so it wasn’t locked. You wrapped your hand around it, and quickly whipped it out of your bag, and sprayed them both in the face.
You started running down the street towards the bus, as the two guys were leaning on the wall rubbing their eyes.
“Open the door!” You yell as you reach the bus. The driver looks at you confused as you shout and point at the guys. He finally opens it. You pay your fare and sit down.
The sigh as you finally walk into the apartment. You hang up your jacket and bag and walk to the living room.
“Y/N, are you okay?” Matt asks as he gets up from the couch and puts the files down that he was reading.
That’s when you feel it. The adrenaline leaves your body. Your knees start to shake as you stand there.
“Yeah, just… just… some kids tried to rob me while I was waiting for the bus. They… they said they were going to shoot me, but I didn’t even see a gun. I pepper sprayed them”
He quickly goes over to hug you. You laid your head on his chest as he held you tight.
“They were just teenagers Matt, teenagers,” you say shocked as you look up at him.
“I’m just glad your safe Y/N. I don’t want you taking the bus anymore or being out when its dark. I don’t want you getting hurt.”
“Matt, I need to work, I need to take the bus. I can’t hide inside forever,” you say to him annoyed.
He breaths a heavy sigh, as he looks at you.
“Then I’m going to train you,” his voice sounds stern, but caring.
You smile at him, “Deal.”
He kisses you softly at first, and then a bit harder. You kiss him back soft then a bit rougher and run your fingers through his hair.
He pulls away and smiles, “Your training starts tomorrow.”
You grin at him, “Yes, Mr. Murdock,” you say and kiss him again.