Matt Murdock- Preferences and Headcanons [first collection]

Matt was late for work, as always. It had become a habit since he had started his little nocturnal activities.

He was a mess, to say the least. Disheveled hair, badly placed tie, he tried to drink his coffee without spilling any on his suit. A coffee will not be enough to wake him up, he knew that, but at least it would prevent him from falling asleep in the cab. As he got up to leave you stopped him halfway.

"You haven't forgotten anything?" you asked him, fully knowing that he did.

"Oh, right" he said coming closer to you in order to kiss you.

You smiled.

"Sweet. But I meant the keys." you said, giving him his keys.

"Oh."