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pairing - matt murdock x fem!reader
type - angst, fluff, smut, 16+
summary - will matt find out who you work for before it’s too late? or will you decide love is more important than payday?
warnings / includes - language, alcohol and food consumption, suggestive, violence, sex, changes pov! (everything is not included in every chapter but in general)
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*gif isn’t mine*
“Any news yet?” Matt asks, closing the door behind him.
“Nope,” Foggy sighs. He puts down his pen and sits back in his seat, planting his feet on the ground and moving his chair from side to side.
“We might have to shut down soon,” Matt frowns.
“Nah,” Foggy shakes his head. “We’ll get clients soon. As long as people see how good-looking the attorneys are.”
Matt lets out a deep chuckle that rumbles through his chest. He sets his briefcase down on his desk, setting his hands on his hips and bearing his weight onto his left foot. “Where’s Karen?”
“Uhhh…” Foggy stalls, checking his watch. “I’m not sure. She has five minutes until she needs to be here, though. Maybe she got stuck in the Starbucks line?”
As if on cue, Karen walks through the door carrying a case of donuts.
“Hi, sorry! You wouldn’t believe the checkout line at the market,” she laughs.
“What flavor are those donuts?” Foggy asks. “A mix of strawberry icing with sprinkles and chocolate icing,” she answers.
“Then I think we can forgive you,” Foggy grins. He takes the case of donuts and the purse that’s falling right off of her arm. He sets them both on her desk.
“Thank you,” she smiles gratefully. “You don’t have to keep giving us treats, you know,” Matt says.
Karen shrugs and sighs, “least I could do since I’m working for free.”
“Don’t spend all your savings on us, though,” Matt says.
“I don’t mind. It’s a treat for me, too,” Karen assures him.
“Plus, these are delicious,” Foggy says with chocolate icing all over his lips. Karen takes a strawberry iced donut, humming in delight as she bites into it. “These are very good. Very fresh and still warm.”
Matt takes a chocolate iced donut, taking a small bite of it. “Mmm, these are delicious. Thank you so much Karen.”
“My pleasure,” she grins. “So, any walk-ins so far?”
“Not since we opened…” Foggy checks his watch, “one minute ago.”
“Right,” she laughs lightly. “Well, more time to eat these donuts, right?”
“Exactly,” Foggy nods enthusiastically.
A knock on the door sounds. Matt, Foggy and Karen all perk up, looking at each other confused.
“Do we have our hours up on Google yet?” Foggy asks.
“Are they at our door?” Karen asks.
Matt focuses on the person who’s behind the door. His nose picks up a sweet, light scent of perfume. The clean smell of body wash hits his nasal cavity, coconut and vanilla shampoo mixing in as well. He hears a soft and impatient sigh.
“I think so,” Matt nods. “Karen,” he nods, holding his arm out, and points to the door.
“Right,” she nods. She walks up with a little smile, opening the door slowly. She gives you a big smile, opening the door wide for you. “Hi! Are you here for Nelson and Murdock?”
“Yes,” you nod. “Do you take walk-ins?”
“Most definitely!” Karen nods. She looks to Foggy, moving side to side as she becomes giddy. Foggy sets the donut down in the box, wiping his sticky hands on his suit.
“Hi, I’m Foggy Nelson.” he holds his hand out for you to shake. You slowly take his hand, giving him a small smile. “I’m Y/n L/n.”
“It’s very nice to meet you. This is our secretary Karen Page. This is my partner, Matt Murdock,” Foggy says, walking next to Matt. He pats back on the back rather roughly, coughing quietly. “Say something, dude.”
Matt stands in the reception office, taking you in. You’re dressed awfully nice this morning. You have on a silk blouse with a pencil skirt and long heels that click obnoxiously with every step you take. He can feel your eyes on him as well. It seems as though you’re analyzing him like he is to you. Your body is rigid. Not one muscle or part of you wavers in the silence. Your heartbeat is so steady, his ears trick him into hearing an irregularity. You just seem so perfect — too perfect.
“It’s nice to meet you, Ms L/n,” Matt says.
“Please, call me Y/n,” you say. You hold your arm our for him to shake. Foggy chuckles a little bit. “Matt, here, is blind. Hence the glasses.”
“Oh, I’m sorry!” you laugh awkwardly. “Of course, I-I should’ve noticed. My apologies.”
“It’s alright. Don’t apologize,” Matt smiles.
Foggy looks to Matt, raising his brow in confusion. He doesn’t know why Matt is acting so weird, but Foggy is determined to keep the ball rolling.
“So, what brings you to our firm?” he asks.
“You make it sound like there are better ones out there,” you tease. Foggy runs a sweaty palm through his gelled hair. “Well, there aren’t! Which is why we are so excited that you’ve chosen us.”
“Me, too. I heard you guys deal with difficult cases,” you say.
Matt’s head perks up. He furrows his brows, shifting his weight between both feet. “Depends.”
Foggy’s mouth opens and closes as he looks at Matt, then back to you. “What my partner means is that we really like to dive deep before we commit to a case. And in this case, we would like to sit down and discuss what we will be dealing with.”
“Of course. I’m blocked out the whole day for this,” you smile.
“Great! Do you want donuts? Karen brought them in for us.” Foggy presents to you the box.
“Oh, no. But thank you. You guys work so hard as lawyers, you deserve all of them,” you decline.
“Alright, suit yourself. They are delicious,” Foggy grins. “If you don’t mind, we’ll be taking in our debriefing.” Foggy holds a hand out to guide you. “Would you like something to drink while we talk?” he asks as you two walk away from Matt and Karen.
Karen smiled as you walk with Foggy, laughing at his witty comments. She then faces Matt who hadn’t moved a muscle or made any noise in the past two minutes. She crosses her arms over her chest. “What’s the matter with you?”
“Nothing,” Matt says quickly. “You sure? Because if you weren’t blind, I’m sure you would’ve been staring daggers at her the whole time,” Karen chuckles.
Matt sighs, planting his hands on his waist. “There’s just… something off about her.”
“The fact that she wants you guys as her lawyer. If anything, I’d think that that’s an amazing thing,” Karen says.
He shakes his head. “I just can’t place what’s wrong with her.”
“Well, why don’t you talk to her then and find out? She did hint at her case being difficult,” Karen shrugs. “It seems like Foggy is getting all the details right now.” she looks over to the window. You and Foggy are still laughing, sitting on opposite sides of the table.
“Right,” Matt sighs. He walks onto the debriefing room, making you and Foggy go quiet.
“Finally! I was getting worried,” Foggy says. “Sorry,” Matt murmurs. “I’m so tired.”
“Long night?” you ask, sitting up in your seat. Matt raises his brow, resting his arms onto the desk. “You could say that.”
“Me, too. It was the last day of the weekend. So, you know, last time to party before next week,” you grin.
“Exactly my thoughts!” Foggy beams. “Do you guys mind discussing the case now?” Matt asks.
“Oh, yeah. Of course,” Foggy nods, flipping open his notepad. “What brings you in here today, Y/n?”
“Well, I woke up this morning and there was a dead man in my apartment,” you say.
Foggy stops scribbling down his notes and looks up at you, mouth agape.
“Did you kill this man?” Matt asks. You scoff and sit back in your chair. “What do you think?”
“Did you happened to see who left him there?” Foggy asks.
“No,” you shake your head. “But I found this in his pocket.” you take out a business card and slide it over to Foggy.
“You touched the body?” Matt asks. “Are you aware that your DNA is on him now, and the police could trace this back to you?”
“I used gloves,” you add. “Oh,” Matt hums. “Well, that’s good.”
“Vanessa Marianna?” Foggy reads the card. “Isn’t she an art dealer?”
“I believe so,” Matt nods. “What does a dead guy have to do with this?”
“Did she sell him some fake art and he tried to sell it back but then he got murdered?” Foggy jokes.
“Do you know who Vanessa is married to?” you ask.
“Uh, no… should I?” Foggy asks. “She’s married to Wilson Fisk,” Matt says breathlessly.
You look over him, your lips quirking up. You watch as his jaw tightens, revealing the sharp jawline underneath his beard.
“You know of Fisk?” you ask. “He’s one of the biggest businessmen in Hell’s Kitchen,” Matt answers. He opens his mouth to say more, but quickly closes it. You bite your cheek lightly to contain your amusement. “Do you know anything else?”
“You shouldn’t be asking the questions here,” Matt snaps.
“Matt, please,” Foggy frowns. “That’s not how we speak to our clients.”
Matt sighs, the crease between his eyebrows becoming tighter. “I’m sorry, Ms L/n. I… I do not know anything else about Mr. Fisk. Do you?”
“Nope,” you shake your head, popping the ‘p’. “Then why are you mentioning him?” Foggy asks.
“Just thought it would be of interest to you two,” you shrug.
“Is this your difficult case?” Foggy asks. “No,” you chuckle. “Since a dead guy was found in my apartment, I am being charged with murder.”
“Oh, right,” Foggy nods. “Did you wake up with his blood on your hands?”
“Nope. But the police think I washed it all off. The murder weapon was also one of my kitchen knives, which helps me a lot,” you remark sarcastically.
Foggy nods in agreement. “Definitely, it does. So, you didn’t hear anything last night?”
“No. I was out with my friends last night after work. I got home around one in the morning, and nobody was found,” you explain.
“You slept through a murder?” Matt questions. “I’m a sleepy drunk, what can I say? Once I hit the bed, I’m out,” you shrug.
“Did the police take the knife to be tested?” Foggy asks.
“Yep. They said, and I quote, “get ready for your DNA to be on this,” you answer.
“Are you in their custody yet?” Matt asks. “Nope because they literally have no proof I did it. His blood wasn’t on my hands, none of my hair on his body. Unless they get my fingerprints on the knife, I’m not a criminal,” you grin. “Officially,” you add.
“And you would like us to defend your case?” Foggy asks.
“Yes, please,” you nod. “This seems pointless. What if they do find your fingerprints. What are we supposed to do?” Matt questions.
“Well, it is her kitchen knife. So it probably will. It all depends on if they find another set of fingerprints,” Foggy says.
“And what if they don’t? This case is meaningless,” Matt says.
Foggy sighs, “do you mind if I step out and speak with my partner?”
“Not at all. Take your time,” you smile.
“Thank you,” Foggy smiles back. He grabs Matt by the arm, dragging him out of the room. “We need the money, Matt.”
Matt sighs and nods. “I know… but something doesn’t seem right.”
Foggy shakes his head in disbelief. “No. You don’t get to do that. Not on this case.”
“Wha- Foggy. When have I been wrong?” Matt asks, raising his brows.
Foggy rolls his eyes in annoyance. “That does not matter. Whether or not we win this case, we will still get money. We need that. Plus, she seems like a nice person. We still need to wait for the forensic’s findings. Why not just talk to her about what happened last night, get the data, and then go from there?”
Matt goes silent for a few moments. He doesn’t trust you one bit. From the way your heart stays steady, to your overly chipper mood about almost being charged with murder. Something just isn’t right about you. But, Foggy is right. They do need the money, and more meetings with you could help pay off the building, and finally pay all three of Nelson and Murdock’s employees.
“Well?” Foggy asks. Matt nods, “okay. We’ll take the case.”
“Great!” Foggy exclaims. “But I’m going make sure she doesn’t do anything devious,” Matt says.
Foggy chuckles softy, patting Matt on the back. “Whatever will help you sleep at night.”
The two walk back into the room. You greet them with a smile.
“Conflict over?” you hum. “Yes,” Foggy sighs in relief. “We will be happy to take your case, Ms L/n.”
“Again, call me Y/n,” you remind him. “Right, Y/n. Do you mind if we ask you a few more questions?” Foggy asks.
“Not at all. I’m an open book,” you say.
Matt looks in your direction, focusing on your heartbeat once more. It’s soft and perfectly in time. You’re going to be a hard nut to crack.
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part 2 coming soon!
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