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He doesn’t mean to take Spider-Man home with him. It just kind of...happens. Firstly because Spider-Man is way out of his territory -- Matt is a little bit impressed that he’s managed to make it all the way out to Hell’s Kitchen considering it’s a school night. Secondly Spider-Man is, well, out on a school night when he’s clearly no older than sixteen, and it doesn’t feel right to shove him off towards home when blood is soaking through his mask like that.

Thirdly, Matt feels responsible. It isn’t Spider-Man’s fault that Leap-Frog doesn’t have a sense of humor so he shouldn’t be punished for taking on what amounts to Matt’s out of control pet.

He leaves Vinnie Patilio tied up for the cops to find. Matt feels extra spiteful because of the damage done to Spider-Man’s poor head and leaves Patilio in his stupid costume. That’ll make it up to Brett a little for having to carry the guy back to the station. (God he can’t believe this guy has a pseudonym like Leap-Frog. At least Matt has some dignity about the whole thing.)

Then Matt calls Claire, because what else can he do?

“Hey. It’s me. Uh-- no, it’s not for me this time. I’ve got a...colleague? that needs attention. Yes, I’m being serious.” Matt frowns and uses his free hand to touch Spider-Man’s head. The mask is too, too wet and the teenager groans under Matt’s touch. “He’s bleeding from his head. It’ll take ten minutes and then --” Matt hits on inspiration. “-- and then I’ll take him home with me! We’ll be out of your business in no time!”

This would eventually prove to be a mistake. Matt has no idea what kind of person Spider-Man is and he has no idea how this decision will launch several bombshells into his life later on.

Right now he doesn’t care. It’s the right thing to do.

He hauls Spider-Man a few streets down to Claire’s place. When Spider-Man wakes up to Claire stitching his head wound closed, Matt finds out that his name is Peter Parker, he’s fifteen years old, he’s still in high school, his favorite subjects are chemistry and physics, Claire is really pretty and wow my head hurts, can I take something for that?

“This is your fault,” Claire hisses out of the corner of her mouth.

“No it isn’t!” Matt hisses back. Wait. It isn’t his fault, right? He’s not responsible for headstrong teenagers and their stupid, stupid ways. Spider-Man made headlines before Daredevil did anything bigger than beat up pickpockets.

“I’m right here you know,” Peter says. “Do you mind if I throw up? I’m pretty sure I’m gonna throw up in a second. My head hurts, it really really hurts.”

Matt is sheepish enough to promise that he’ll buy Claire a new rug. She accepts but only on the condition that he takes Peter home with him. As for himself, Peter feels thoroughly wretched about the whole thing, enough that he actually offers up his pittance of an allowance to help pay for that new rug. Matt promises to consider it and takes him back to the loft.

It’s a strange night spent there. Matt gingerly lets Peter inside, listens to the muffled “holy shit!” when the billboard gets spotted. Peter promises that he doesn’t need the bed or the couch, and proves his point by climbing the wall and spinning a web for himself in the corner of the ceiling to sleep in. Matt realizes at some point that his mouth has fallen open in shock, and he shuts it with a snap.

“Do you need to check my pulse or anything?” Peter asks.

“Don’t worry about it,” Matt reassures him. “If anything happens to you, I’ll know.”

“That’s not creepy at all Mr. Daredevil.”

Matt scowls. “Go to sleep,” he says in what he hopes is an authoritative voice. “You have school in the morning.”

“Yes, dad.”

The night is a fitful one. Matt sleeps in starts and gaps while listening to Peter Parker’s heartbeat and breathing. Eventually, around six, he finally falls asleep, only for his alarm to wake him an hour later. Irate, he drags himself out of the bedroom, hacking and spitting in that way that always drove Elektra up the wall, and helps himself to the pot of coffee that mysteriously made itself before he woke completely.

There’s a note beside it. Matt tugs off his gloves with his teeth and tries tracing the letters but the indents are faint, and he can catch a faint T and an S. He glares at nothing and resolves to take it to work with him.

“Foggy!” He’s too loud and too grumpy but God forgive him, he’s running on only one hour of sleep and his adolescent charge disappeared before Matt could make sure he was okay. Matt shoves the note in Foggy’s face. “What does this say?”

“Hi Matt. Good morning to you too. Lovely day we’re having, isn’t it? It’s doing wonders for your attitude.” Matt groans and waves the note again. “Okay, okay, give it here.”

Foggy reads it. He reads it again.

“Holy shit Matt, it -- it says -- ‘Hey pal, thanks for the lift, my head am doing think now good. Let’s do this again sometime -- your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man?!’”

“There was another line,” Matt insists. “I felt it.”

“Yeah it’s -- it’s a phone number. Whoa, I think he just gave you permission to text him.”

Matt frowns, trying to work out why Spider-Man would want to text him when he feels his phone buzz in his pocket. This is when he remembers he left his phone on the counter to charge before suiting up last night.

The phone buzzes again. And again. And again. Matt forces his numbing lips apart and says, “Oh, no, what have I done.”

OP just started cackling like a maniac in the middle of class so. blaming you.

BUT SERIOUSLY this is amazing, oh my god PETER.

I have done some good here today! *disappears in a spray of mist*

AO3 link here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/4288587/chapters/9714501

There will be more.

Prompt Post #4

Matt Murdock’s Halfway House for Troubled Teenage Superheroes

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