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Matt says 'I love you' for the first time

Matt Murdock x f reader

Summary: Matt attends charity event and he can't help but blurt out the L-word.

Warnings: Suggestive, nothing major.

A/N: English is not first language so there might be mistakes. Enjoy <3

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Soft laughs, bubbly chatter and champagne glasses touching lips.

That was what Matt was hearing all around him. Foggy had basically dragged him and Karen out of the office to this charity event, saying that they needed to make an appearance, as every other law firm was there too.

Matt didn't enjoy events like these. Everyone knew he was charming and easy to talk to, but he still didn't enjoy being dragged to talk to different people, having to act like he was interested in what they had to say.

He would rather stay at home, but he had already neglected Foggy so many times that he really needed to make an effort for him. Suffering one night would make Foggy happy, so that was what he was here for.

Besides, the event wasn't half as bad as soon as Foggy had snatched a bottle of champagne from the kitchen, bringing it to their table. Matt enjoyed listening to his friends getting drunk, babbling about what kind of renovations they would do to the office as soon as the money would start to flow.

Matt didn't drink that much. He wanted to be aware of his surroundings at all time, it was a force of habit he didn't seem to get rid of. He wanted to know what was going around him, what kind of people were surrounding him and his friends.

His fingers were playing with the half full champagne glass in front of him as he tried to listen what Foggy and Karen were talking about, but his focus was somewhere else. He was focusing on the soft ticking of the watch on Foggy's wrist, listening how minutes would pass as he grew more impatient, more anxious.

He was waiting for her.

He had invited her as his plus one, and she had happily agreed, but called later today, saying that she'd run a bit late. Matt was growing anxious as he wanted nothing more than her to be here already, his hand wrapped around her as he listened to her softly laughing at Foggy's stupid jokes.

As if the universe had heard Matt's inner thoughts, the atmosphere shifted and Matt's concentration was pulled elsewhere. He knew she was here, he could sense it the second the elevator doors opened and someone stepped out.

Matt could easily navigate her perfume as she walked from the elevators to the main floor. To him, she stood out from every crowd.

''She's here'', Foggy said as he spotted her moving around the crowd, looking around for the three lawyers. Matt tried not to smile too brightly, but he failed as the smile crept on his lips.

''Where is she?'' Matt asked and Foggy looked around. ''Straight ahead, ten meters'', Foggy said, trying to find easy way for Matt to get to her.

Foggy didn't know about Matt's abilities, how he already knew exactly where she was standing and how easily Matt could get to her. Matt hadn't said anything to his friends, he was trying to protect them.

''I'll be right back'', Matt said, slipping from his seat and unfolding his stick. He fixed his suit a little, pushing the stick to the floor and heading towards the direction Foggy had told him to go.

He was listening her heart beat as she was looking around and as her eyes spotted the handsome lawyer heading her way, her heart started beating a lot faster. Matt couldn't help but smile as he approached her, moving the stick around, so he could avoid hitting anyone.

He didn't need the stick to move around, it was all for the show. He didn't need sight to find her, his feet were guiding him to her. Matt was pretty sure that he'd find her even if he'd lost his hearing too. It was like a force was pulling him to her.

''Hey beautiful'', he said simply as he stopped right in front of her, pulling his stick up. She grinned from ear to ear. ''How did you find me? Did you smell me? Hear my inner thoughts?'' she asked, teasing him. She knew about him being Daredevil, his ability to see the world in different way. He had shared his secret with her.

''Foggy told me'', he said and she let out a soft chuckle. ''Right, of course. Did he mention that I looked beautiful too?'' she asked and Matt smiled. ''No. That happens to be a well known fact'', he said and he could sense how the blood rushed to her cheeks as she giggled.

''But you must look really nice tonight'', he said, his voice lowering a little as he leaned closer to her. ''How would you know that?'' she asked, still smiling like a fool in love.

''You are turning a lot of heads, racing a lot of heart beats'', he said, his voice was husky. She let out a soft breath before she grinned. She was looking at his handsome face, how the sunglasses pushed on his nose, how a playful smirk was tugging his lips.

She took a step closer to him, closing the space with their bodies. She lifted her hand up to lay it on the side of his neck. She lifted herself up a little so she could close the gap between their lips, capturing his lips for a sweet kiss.

Matt smiled against her lips, his hand wrapping around her waist so he could hold her against him as he softly kissed her back. He could sense how the heads that had turned to look at her were now turning to look away. He couldn't care less as he enjoyed the softness of her lips against his, her nose brushing his. She let out a satisfied hum as she pulled away from the sweet kiss.

''Your heart beat is the only one that matters to me'', she whispered, her breath hitting his lips. She could feel his steady beat going wild under her fingers. Matt could feel his head spinning. He smirked a little, leaning down to peck her lips again before he straightened himself.

''Come on, Foggy and Karen are this way'', he said, offering his hand for her. She easily held his elbow, letting him lead her.

For the rest of the night, Matt had difficulties concentrating to anything else but her. He found himself getting lost in her laugh, how the soft giggles left her lips. Her hand would brush his leg, touch his arm or hold his hand, sending shivers down his body every time her skin made contact with him.

He could hear her body moving in the dress, figuring how it was hugging her waist just right, listening how she would move in her seat and the fabric would move up on her thigh, revealing more skin. She would brush her hair behind her ear, basically showing him the pulse point on her neck, and he wanted nothing more but to push his lips against it.

Not a single detail of her would go unnoticed by him. Her familiar scent was driving him crazy and when she laughed at something Karen said, her hand squeezed his larger hand, Matt couldn't help himself anymore.

He was ready to leave the event, he wanted nothing more but to go home with her.

Matt ran his thumb over her knuckles, pulling her attention to him. He leaned closer to her. ''Do you want to head out?'' he whispered and she smiled a little. ''Yes'', she said, without hesitation. Matt smiled brightly. ''Takeout and movie?'' she whispered and he grinned.

Chill days with her were heaven for Matt. They would lay on the couch and some movie would run on TV, but he really didn't care. He would focus on her, how she would laugh at the funny bits, how she'd let out soft sighs when something romantic was happening and how she'd jump a bit when something scary happened, making him pull her even closer to his chest. He loved having nights like those with her, but right now, watching a movie wasn't his first priority.

''Not exactly'', he said and she could see the devilish smirk he had on his lips, telling her straight what he really wanted. She rolled her eyes a little, smiling to herself, but her heart beat was failing her, telling Matt that she was as ready to go as he was. Matt held her hand as he turned to say goodbyes to Karen and Foggy.

He easily guided her around the crowd to the elevators and she pushed the button for the elevator doors to open. They stepped to the elevator and she pushed the button on the wall as Matt leaned against the back wall, listening to her rapid heart beat. She was looking at the numbers on the wall.

He was listening to her soft hum as the elevator doors closed. He was smiling to himself, listening to her softly move and look at the numbers on the wall.

''How many levels-'', she started.

''I love you'', Matt blurted out on the same exact second as she opened her mouth, cutting her sentence.

He could hear her breath hitching in her throat as she turned around, her eyes widen as she looked at him with his mouth open.

He had to say it. It was something he had wanted to say for ages, but he didn't have the guts to say before. He did love her, he loved her for everything she was and he had to say it, but her shocked reaction made him freeze again.

''What?'' she let out a sudden breath as she looked at him leaning against the wall.

''You want pizza or Chinese food?'' he asked, trying to let the L-word he had just blurted out seem as if she had heard wrong.

''No... You said-'', she tried to form a sentence as she took a step closer to him.

''I asked about food'', he said, swallowing.

''I'm pretty sure you didn't'', she said, stepping right in front of him. ''Say it again'', she said, looking at his face as he had suddenly pushed the panic button, trying to escape the situation. Matt swallowed, listening to her heart going crazy right in front of him.

''Say it again'', she whispered. Matt could hear the smile in her voice. Her hand moved to cup his cheek and he took a deep breath. Why was he so nervous all of a sudden?

He loved her.

''I love you'', he said softly. It was like a weight was lifted from his chest as she grinned so widely.

''I love you too, Matt Murdock'', she grinned. His face lit up. He was sure his heart was about to burst through his rib cage, as he had never felt anything like this in his life.

She loved him back.

''You silly man'', she chuckled before she pulled his face down with her, capturing his lips for a kiss. Matt let out a breath he was holding, deepening the kiss and pulling her closer by grabbing her waist. He was sure his lips would be bruised on how hard he was pushing against her lips, but he didn't care. He wanted to feel every corner of her lips.

Her hand moved from his cheek to the back of his head, her fingers running through the dark locks as he kissed her like there was no tomorrow. Her whole body tingled as his frame was leaning on hers, his arms wrapped around her. He claimed her mouth with hot, hungry kisses, making her knees go weak.

The sound of the elevator reaching the wanted level made both of them pull away from each other. She looked at his pink lips and how his hair was tossed around. She let out a breathy giggle at his dizzy state. She leaned closer, her nose brushing his as the elevator doors opened.

''I want pizza'', she said, answering his previous question about the food. He let out a low chuckle. She grinned, pecking his lips again and lingering there for a second, enjoying the warmth of his lips. She then pulled away, grabbing his hand.

''Come on, let's go home'', she said, pulling him out of the elevator. Matt was smiling from ear to ear.

He was going home with the woman he was truly and madly in love with.

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[muuumipeikko]

Washing Matt's hair

Matt Murdock x f reader

Summary: Matt Murdock is tired after a night of beating bad guys up. Her girlfriend is there to help him wash the blood off.

Warnings: Nudity. Suggestive towards the end but nothing major.

A/N: This is my first time publishing anything so be nice. Also English is not my first language so there might be mistakes. Hope you enjoy! <3

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Matt let the hot water run a little before he stepped under the hot steam. The water hit his skin, surrounding him as he listened to the water drops escaping down the drain. All he could smell was the blood he was covered, the blood that was now being washed away by the water, running on the bathroom tile, down the drain.

Matt was exhausted. Every part of his body was aching as the nights had been getting longer and longer, filled with more things to do, more people to save. He was tired. He couldn't remember when was the last time he had slept well. Or slept at all. He had been gone most of the nights and most days he was at the office, so resting was out of the picture.

But more than rest, he craved to be with her.

Before he had stepped in the shower, he stood outside the bedroom door, listening to her soft sleepy breaths. He could pick her familiar scent over the blood. It was calming him down as he could smell her scent mixed with his own. She was wrapped in his sheets, wearing his shirt and Matt couldn't help but smile a little to the thought. He wanted nothing more than to open that door and crawl under the covers with her, pull her close and listen to her steady heart beat.

Matt was pulled back from his thoughts as he heard soft steps outside the bathroom door. His head was pressed against the cold tile as the water ran over his back. She was standing outside the bathroom door, hesitant if she should come in or not. Matt groaned a little, he didn't want to wake her up. She needed her sleep so he tried to be as quiet as he could be but he needed to shower, wash all the dirt and blood away so that probably woke her up.

Her heart beat was steady and she hesitated. Matt heard her sigh before she laid her hand on the door handle, softly opening the door.

''I didn't mean to wake you'', Matt said softly, not even turning his head to face her. He could hear her heart picking up a little, probably due to the amount of blood that was now on the bathroom tiles. She closed the door after herself.

''You didn't. I woke up by myself'', she said softly, looking the dark haired man standing in the shower stall, leaning his head against the wall. Her eyes followed the trail of blood that was running down his body, down the drain.

''Are you okay?'' she asked. Her voice was barely a whisper. She knew he could hear him so there was no need to say it any louder.

''It's not my blood'', he muttered and could hear her swallow a little. It had been a long night and there had been lot of bad guys to beat. Luckily Matt hadn't taken any injuries but he couldn't say the same for the other guys.

''Go back to bed sweetheart'', he said softly. She could sense how tired he was. His legs were barely holding himself up any more and his eyes were closed. The bags under his eyes were dark. He was done.

Matt listened her softly move. Her movements were smooth as she pushed his t-shirt that she was wearing up, lifting it off her arms and dropping it to the floor, next to the pile of his clothes. She stepped out of the panties she was wearing, letting them drop next to the shirt before she reached for the shower stall.

She knew he could hear her but he was too tired to say anything about it. She softly opened the shower door, stepping to the hot humid air, closing the door after herself.

''Are you okay?'' she asked again softly. She could see that there were no new injuries on his body but she knew him well enough. He might not be hurt but that didn't mean he was okay.

Matt sighed, he was listening to her heart beat mixing with the water running down. It was quiet other than that, he blocked everything out. She stood still behind him, watching his shoulders move a little.

''I'm exhausted'', he admitted and she stepped closer to him. ''It's okay to take a break'', she said back and he shook his head. ''I can't. I'm so close to catching Fisk'', he sighed.

She softly reached her hand out, her fingers gracing the skin on his back. He seemed to relax under her touch, leaning against it so she let her other hand ran over his shoulder blades too. Matt let his forehead lift up from the wall, letting the water run over his dark hair.

''You need to rest Matt'', she whispered. Few streaks of blood ran down his back as his hair was being washed by the shower. She reached to the wall, pumping few times of the non sentenced shampoo to her hand. She spread it through her fingers before she lifted her hands to his hair, letting her fingers run over his hair.

She rubbed the shampoo to his head and a sigh escaped Matt's lips. Her fingers softly massages his scalp, washing the dirt and blood off his hair. Her motions were slow, easy. She didn't want to rush her movements.

She let her hands run over his head, down his neck, massaging the knots there and then lowering to his shoulders. Matt relaxed under her touch. Her hands moved back to his hair, lifting his head up a little so she could rinse it under the water. Her touch felt amazing.

''I hate having my head under the water. I lose my hearing and feel unsafe'', he said softly as she stopped rinsing the hair. She froze. Oh no. She had basically pushed his head under the shower stream.

''I'm sorry, I didn't realize-'', she started to stutter. ''No. This feels nice. I feel safe with you'', he said, turning around to face her finally. She looked at his face, trying to find any signs of regret but there weren't any. A small smile was dancing on his handsome tired face.

He wasn't lying. She was his safe place. She made him feel secure. She was always there when he needed her. He didn't deserve her, he didn't deserve the kind of love that she was offering but after everything, she was still here.

She smiled a little. Her hand reached up to push a wet strand of dark hair off his forehead before her hands moved to his shoulders. Matt was listening to her beating heart. It was strong in his ears, surrounded by the water dropping down on them. It was their own world in here, he couldn't hear anything from the outside.

Just her. She was all he needed.

''Good. I feel safe with you too'', she said and saw his smile grow a little. Matt's hands found her waist, pulling her closer. His thumbs were running circles on her soft skin.

''Matt, you do so much for others'', she said, looking at his dark eyes. He let out a soft sigh, leaning his forehead against hers, breathing in her scent.

''You need to rest'', she whispered and he nodded his head a little. ''I know'', he said. She wasn't wrong. He couldn't do nights like these much longer, it was going to end him eventually.

''Come to bed'', she said. Matt let her thumbs rub the skin on her waist. He listened to her steady heart, how it was beating so loudly in her rib cage.

''Can we stay here for a second?'' he whispered and she let out a soft hum. ''In here it's like my own bubble'', he explained. ''I can't hear the outside. I can only hear you'', he said and felt her heart beat quickening.

''We can stay here'', she agreed and he squeezed her sides. Matt smiled. ''Forever?'' he asked, testing his luck. She let out a soft laugh.

''Well maybe not forever, imagine the water bill'', she said and he grinned. He pulled her flush against his body, earning a small yelp from her. He silenced her yelp by capturing her lips for a kiss.

She melted against his lips, leaning against his arms. He kissed her lower lip softly, getting lost in her scent and softness. His nose brushed hers as their lips moved together.

She couldn't help but kiss him back, her hand slowly running over his chest to rest on the back of his neck, making sure he wasn't going to escape anywhere.

He wasn't. He wanted to keep her there, with him, in their own world.

She was the only thing he needed in his life and the only thing worth fighting for. Being Daredevil was exhausting and without her to come home to, he didn't know where he would be right now.

Matt deepened the kiss, his feet backed her up so her back hit the shower wall and she let out a soft gasp as the cold tile hit her back. He kissed her like there was no tomorrow. He needed her to know that she meant more to him than anything else in this world.

She was his everything.

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