(this implies that their habit, when Matt is badly hurt, is to snuggle together. i don't care platonic snuggles or romantic snuggles but it is now so: when Matt has a really bad concussion he gets confused and freaked out. claire asked foggy to stay over one night, and he did, and he wound up crawling in bed with matt, and matt did a lot better with another person/heartbeat in bed with him. so now it's a THING.)

i really really just want Matt drifting - with a piece of rebar through his calf and a bad concussion or something - and going "fuck, i forgot to file the extension for the martinez case, don't let me forget."

"what," fisk says, totally fucking confused.

"move," Daredevil says, and he's obviously still in pain, but he's also - relaxed? comfortable? "your stupid knee is digging into my bruised kidney, jerk."

"Daredevil," Fisk grits. "wake up."

"or my appendix," Daredevil muses, "you think i should get it out? you - wait, what? where the fuck am i?"

"under half a building," fisk says. "you have a concussion."

"fuck," Daredevil says.