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it was simple, it was sweetness ⊹₊⟡

a/n: i caught daredevil disease (and the flu). i love you matt murdock ♡ inspired by we never have sex by leith ross.

matt likes tracing your face. he takes note of the bridge of your nose, the softness of your lips, your skin underneath his calloused hands. he whispers sweet nothings while he does, whether you are awake, half asleep, or deeply asleep. he tells you how beautiful you are (“you don’t even know what i look like, matt,” you giggle, as matt’s hand caresses your cheek one night just like the rest. “don’t need to, beautiful.” he replies in that soft voice of his.)

and when you are particularly asleep, matt drowns out the busy streets of hell’s kitchen, just to hear your light snores and hear the soft thump of your heartbeat. even just for a few minutes, matt can forget about his responsibilities. the firm. daredevil. all of it.

it was simple, it was sweetness, just feeling and hearing you every night— and only you. he thinks he would crazy without hearing it. in fact, he doesn’t know how he lived years without you.

“goodnight, angel,” said matt, kissing your head and joining you in slumber.