Matt Murdock has super senses, sure. But he's also blind. And he thinks sometimes, since they found out he was daredevil, Foggy and Karen forgot what that actually means.
Tough conversations, maturing friendship, dealing with actual emotions, and even a little romance ensue.
Or, five times Matt's blindness was forgotten, and one time it wasn't.
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Excerpt:
“Hey, Matt? There’s… something I’ve been thinking about whether to ask you.”
Matt wasn’t sure he liked the sound of where that was going. He and Foggy were lounged at either end of his couch, the better part of a bottle of gin deep. They’d gone to Josie’s after leaving the office late. She’d arbitrarily closed up at eleven that night, so the two thought continuing to drink at Matt’s place sounded like a good idea, for some reason.
Matt was that level of drunk where he had to rely on his cane or Foggy’s arm for more than just comfort. He remembered the time Foggy had asked him about ‘the spins.’ What he described had been true. When he drank like this, it wasn’t like his hearing went in and out of focus but he couldn’t quite manage to grasp the layout of the world around him.
When Foggy opened a question like this, it wasn’t usually followed with something easy. But Matt was trying to be more open and trusting and other bullshit terms he’d heard in the audiobook he was secretly listening to about how to be less avoidant. He wanted to be a better friend, and apparently that required not running away from discomfort.
Yeah, I wrote a Daredevil fic. This man has been living in my head rent free for a month.