I want to write a fanfic surrounding this one scene of frank and matt looking at karen
Imagine its YOU
Small little love triangle drabble with journalist!reader
“I’m not here to fight you, Frank,” Daredevil said, voice low beneath the mask. Frank gave a dry, humorless laugh, blood streaked across his cheek as he squared himself in front of him. “Yeah? Then quit standin’ in my way.” Matt’s jaw tightened. “You know I can’t do that.” “Then we got nothin’ else to talk about.” Frank had barely shifted his weight when headlights flooded the street, bleaching both men in white. Tires scraped against pavement. A car door opened. Frank looked over, irritated at first, until you stepped out and stood behind the open door. Everything in him stopped. It had been months. Months since he’d heard your voice, since he’d seen your face anywhere except the ugly little place his memory kept putting you whenever things got quiet. You stared at him across the hood of the car, and Frank simply stared back, all the violence draining from his posture so suddenly Matt noticed. Matt turned his head toward you, then slowly back toward Frank. He didn’t need heightened senses to understand that look. “Frank,” you said softly. His throat moved before he managed, “What’re you doin’ here?” “Looking for you.” Something shifted behind Matt’s expression. Frank glanced at him then, catching it, understanding it, and his face hardened all over again. “You know her?” Matt didn’t answer quickly enough. Frank’s eyes settled on him with an entirely different kind of threat. “You drag her into this shit around you? Huh, Red?” Frank asked. Matt went still. Frank looked back at you, hurt buried so deep beneath the anger it almost disappeared. “You gotta be kiddin’ me.”
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R people into this or no
