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We Looked Like Giants 2b/2 (Matt/Daisy)
(Anonymous) 2016-04-07 10:40 am (UTC)(link)When he gets to his and Foggy establishing Nelson and Murdock, trying not to feel too much as he recounts events, she interrupts, “I admit, for the most part I haven’t kept track of you, but I do know your law firm’s history already, because we followed the Castle trial at S.H.I.E.L.D. I mean, we might not be that much like him, but any vigilante trial’s going to be relevant to our interests, since we kind of don’t have any authority letting us do what we do right now, though Coulson’s working on it. I liked that speech you gave, about heroes. I don’t know what you were thinking, giving it at the time and place you did, but I still liked it. I wasn’t the only one.”
“Well,” he tells her, “my reputation may be gone to shit, but if you ever still want me as your lawyer, I should be available.”
Daisy turns more serious as she says, “I hope it never comes to that. But if it does, Matt, I’ll have no one but you. I don’t even care if Coulson wants to go to your sellout of a former partner-”
“He’s not a sellout!” His anger startles her; he forces himself to speak more calmly as he adds, “It…it wasn’t like that.”
“Really?” She recovers quick; she always did. “He ran out on you, deserted you in your time of need.”
“I told him to go. Even before then, I was a terrible partner and a terrible friend to him, and I pushed him away, to keep him safe; that’s the only good thing I’ve done for him since I became Daredevil. He needs to stay far away from me.”
He thinks she might argue further, she who always stuck to a point and never let it go. Or she might demand to know exactly how he was bad to Foggy, so she can argue why he wasn’t that bad.
But instead she just sighs, “Oh, Matt,” grabs him mid-stride, and pulls him into a hug.
It’s full, and fierce, and very her, and even with her strange new Inhuman heartbeat and biorhythms, and indeed a body that has changed into a soldier’s body, like his own, he knows her. He can’t even remember the last time someone touched him outside fighting before this reunion, and he sinks into it; he didn’t realize how much he needed it until this moment.
Tears well up; he can’t stop a couple of sniffles. “Shhhh,” she whispers, and she gently guides him down until they’re sitting down. She just holds him, taking his hands the way she used to do after sex, ready to give him what he needed to be okay without even thinking about it.
Eventually, when a few tears have been spent, and Matt is feeling slightly better, she says, “You know, I think that building we snuck into and fucked in that one time was built around here. I don’t see it now; I suppose it probably went down in the Chitauri attack.”
“Think just about everything on this block did. St. Agnes itself was badly damaged. They have almost everything repaired, but not quite. You want to see it?”
A pause, and then, “No, not just to look at it from the outside. If I’m ever here during the day I’d like to visit properly, but then again, I don’t know if those nuns would let me back into the place.” She laughs, but then says, “I do kind of think I went too far back then. I was so young and so convinced I was always right.”
“Like every good idealist that age.” Matt smiles just at the memory of it, her righteous anger, especially when she saw *anyone* bullying anyone else. Including the nuns.
“Matt, back then I thought virtuous Catholic boys like you were deprived idiots who should be seduced for their own good. I mean, that wasn’t the only reason I seduced you,” she hastily adds. “I really did like you and everything. But…
And you were good to me, Matt. I should’ve realized it even at the time; I’d already been reading horror stories online, of some of the ways other girls got introduced to sex, even if they weren’t raped or something like that. Boys that age really are such ignorant, selfish…and there I was, probably causing you a huge crisis of conscience, and you were being so *kind*…”
“You were good to me, too,” Matt says gently. “Those were the best four months I had at St. Agnes. Having you as a friend alone would’ve done that, and the sex…” He hopes the night’s dark enough to hide how much he’s blushing. “In the end, you…you taught me to love sex. Even now, I…I’m grateful for that.”
In the years since, of course, he’s been exposed to plenty of examples of just what could happen when lust ran unchecked. Starting in college, when too many nights he heard a girl protesting or crying. In law school, it became what he read about too, learning about some of the worst things humans could do to each other. At least after he’d heard one victim too young or simply too many he started putting a stop to it regularly, but as Daredevil he came to the darkest depths of the city and was exposed to not just rapes but exactly how nasty prostitution and trafficking could get, the kind of manipulation and casual disposal of women that didn’t always make it into the legal documents even when those responsible were prosecuted. All the ugliness, basically, that could come from men viewing women, or really anyone viewing anything else, as nothing more than pieces of flesh they could use to satisfy their lust.
He certainly never viewed Daisy like that, nor she him. If she sometimes viewed him as someone to save from his own religion, she never did a very good job at that; never objecting to his prayers any more than his running off to class even if she was skipping. And she was young. He can forgive.
Somewhere in front of them, where there’s likely open there now, there was once a newly built office floor on which two randy teenagers had shared in the delights their bodies had to offer. When he thinks of that afternoon, and what it felt like to caress her skin, and that moment when they were both lost in pleasure together, and the closeness he felt to her when they laid against each other afterwards…no, Matt feels no more guilt over anything he did with the woman sitting next to him.