Glimpse of Us
Past Matt Murdock x Reader, Steve x Reader
tw~ Angst Angst Angst, a little bit of blood
Word count~ like a little over 1.1K
A/N ~ This stupid song made me feel things I didn't want to so now you all have to feel my pain, I haven't been feeling well and this was not beta read so if it's bad it's bad
Another party. Stark Tower boomed with loud voices and Music as the Avengers celebrated another victory. You followed Steve around like a lost puppy, these parties always stressed you out but he flourished in the limelight, loving every bit of attention that fell upon you two. After the press caught you two out for coffee you decided that the relationship benefited both of you. And you did like Steve he was Sweet and he brought you flowers every Sunday.
You felt so overwhelmed, as the reporters took picture after picture asking about your picture-perfect relationship.
“ So Y/N when do you think you guys are going to move on to the next step?” The microphone shoved in your face smelled like rubber and bad mint.
‘Move on?’ you tried to catch a grip on what was happening your heart rate rising as Panic started to set in. What had he told you what were you being asked? That calming voice hit the back of your head Just breathe
You reached out trying to clear your head and find Steve so you could hold onto him tethering you to reality.
His hand came to grip yours, giving it a squeeze. “Let's go outside yeah?” He looked into your eyes as you studied the sea of blue. He waved to the reporters saying some excuse about needing a minute with his girl. Tugging you out you finally took a breath on the balcony.
“What going on in that head of yours Y/N” Steve smiled at you that smile that makes America swoon, so why didn't you.
He sat on the roof, focusing on the noises of the night. Over all of it was that stupid music, Stark really knew how to throw a loud party. He wondered if you were there, if you were you probably were miserable. You always hated those Parties, often begging him to make an excuse with you so you could stay home.
Then He heard his voice. You were outside you were upset. He almost felt your heart beating from where he sat. He wondered how fast he could get to you, god Foggy would be so disappointed.
He tuned out all the other voices, he knew he shouldn't listen but he just wanted to be sure, be sure you were okay.
‘ I'm fine Steve I just need some air’ even he knew you were lying from miles away. ‘ You can go back in I just need a minute’
He heard the door and you let out a sigh so deep, he hadn't heard you sound so defeated since your last fight.
And then he heard a sound he knew all too well. You were crying.
‘Fuck’ you mumbled to yourself as the tears slid down your cheeks. You just wanted to go home. You pulled out your phone The picture of you and steve greeted you. You looked at his head that was thrown back in a laugh about who knows what.
You knew he would do anything for you but yet…
You looked out into the darkness of the night. Wondered if he could hear you wherever he was.
‘Sometimes I look into his eyes and I hope I find A glimpse of what we had. I'm trying to fall for his touch but I'm thinking of how it was.’
You knew he wasn't there He didn't hear you. You knew that your number was blocked after that stupid interview. It was probably Foggy that told him.
When they asked you if you Missed Matt Murdock.
‘I'm fine, I've moved on it's in the past now’ you smiled that fake smile and laughed that fake laugh. Then they blindsided you with the picture of you and Steve having coffee. Your hand was on his arm and you both were laughing. It had been harmless, a post-run drink before the morning debrief. As soon as the picture popped up Your PR agent came through your com saying Steve was willing to go on a few dates until the media loses interest.
Now 6 months later you were the paparazzi's favorite couple, two avengers in love showing the world that you were normal people just like everyone else just with superpowers.
He had been waiting on the roof You said you needed to talk and so he waited in the one area he could keep his head clear despite being able to hear the whole of the city. His nose was sore, he hoped he had gotten all the blood off, the dealer he had fought caught him pretty good. He told you he wasn't going out tonight but he couldn't help it he heard the cry for help.
He knew you were there God why was this happening, if he could just tell you how he felt.
‘There's blood on your lip’
Your voice was so soft, so tired from the fighting. You signed that damn sigh. So defeated. He felt you wipe his face, your hand resting on his cheek. “Y/N I just… I need to tell you something”
‘I'm moving into Stark tower’
Your words sat hung in the air. Heavy and cold.
‘Tony has a suite for me the movers are coming to get my stuff tomorrow I just,’ your voice caught in your throat. Matt felt each word like a lash knowing he could have prevented this. Should he fight, he stayed quiet letting you speak.
‘I don't know what else we can do here Matt, I'm sorry'
He caught his hand as he went to reach up to hold your face. “I'm sorry too.”
That was all he said, you walked away slamming the door behind yourself. He listened to you cry as you walked to your car. Fighting every urge to follow you to tell you he loved you He adored you… The ring sat cold in his pocket
You held the balcony, wiping the tears from your face and getting ready to head back in and face the masses.
‘I know you probably can't hear me Matt, but I miss you’ you spoke out into the darkness not knowing that now just a rooftop away he sat listening having taken in every word.
“I miss you too Y/N” part of him was hoping you would hear him and stay just a bit longer, looking for him.
You almost did hear it, the words wrapped around you with the breeze bringing warmth as you walked back into the party. Putting on a plastic smile as you walked over to Steve, he wrapped his arms around you without a second thought.
You looked out the window, staring and the stars peeked over to the tops of the buildings, noticing a moment too late the silhouette of the man leaving the neighboring building.
