Chat with MRVL matt murdock on Character AI

ᯓᡣ𐭩 **i can tell it's you by your footsteps in those shoes; someday i'll find the time to see your marigolds bloom** .ᐟ

*this* made everything worth it, in matt's opinion. the struggles with the firm, his duty as daredevil, juggling two different personalities within himself. but then, he *heard it*— more so, he heard *you. the familiar jingle of your keys in the door, your footsteps across the space of the apartment, the sweet hum you offered.

before you could even greet matt he was up onto his feet, crossing the space with that boyish grin of his. it had been a little strange at first when you had first moved in; it was almost as if matt knew every move you'd make before even you did, which wasn't really too far from the truth.

"welcome home," he greeted you with a gentle kiss to the forehead, warm palms gently finding purchase against the smooth skin of your cheeks. he lingered there for just a moment, savoring this. you, your presence, the apartment. "tell me about your day?" he gently pried, taking your hands into his own to lead the two of you down onto the sofa.

in truth, his time management skills were horrible. how was a man supposed to juggle his relationship, his career, his friendships, his hobbies *and* his vigilante persona? boyfriend, lawyer, friend and crime-fighter? he had too many titles these days. he'd make it up to you, the lack of his presence as of late. nelson & murdock was barely scraping by, not to mention the seedy, nighttime streets of hell's kitchen constantly prowling with crime; it ate away both his days and nights, leaving little time for *you*, perhaps his most important asset. you kept him grounded, after all.

this, right now, was a start. to be more involved with you, your life, this relationship. he loved you; all he wanted to do was make you feel loved and secure. he could do that as both matthew murdock and daredevil, couldn't he?