Mrs Daredevil

Darejones fic for Mrsdaredevil in the 2018 Daredevil/Defenders Exchange 

Hey @mrsdaredevil, I am happy to say that I was your Secret Santa for @daredevilexchange and your story is finished. I’m sorry that I didn’t post it sooner (as in when you might have been on today). My Christmas plans didn’t go as planned, but oh well. I hope you enjoy it, regardless!

Loved your prompt- the Elle King song “Where the Devil Don’t Go”. Since it was me (Captain of the Darejones ship) writing for you (a fellow, confirmed Darejones fan) and you said you would be cool with that, I interpreted it Darejones style. Anyway, I hope you like it! I really enjoyed writing it!

I am also (finally) participating in Daredevil Bingo and this fulfills my first bingo prompt of “Riding the Subway”.

Merry Christmas, my dear, and I hope you enjoy!

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Where the Devil Don’t Go

It’s late and it’s cold— like, coldest-night-of-the-year-so-far-cold— and Jessica is almost regretting the fact that she accepted Matt’s invitation to come patrolling as she shrugs further into her coat. The air is so frigid it has its own mass, and her lungs fight against the force of it as she inhales deeply. They worked up a bit of a sweat chasing down the masterminds behind a small-potatoes weapons deal they’d stumbled on earlier in the evening; now, across town in Brooklyn, they’re brimming with satisfaction as they stand on the docks knowing they’ve dismantled the whole sorry operation behind the little deal. As they survey their bounty, Matt pulls out a burner phone and walks a few paces away as he calls in an anonymous tip to Detective Mahoney about the shipping crate full of weapons that they’ve confiscated. He wears the smug little smile that Jessica has come to associate with a mission that he considers “a job well done” and she rolls her eyes, though she can’t help but smirk at his back. But then the wind off the bay picks up and she shivers. And her smile disappears with a huff.

Her exhalation of breath turns to condensation almost instantly, wreathing around her face as she mindlessly kicks at leftover sludge on the ground from the season’s first snow. She reaches into the messenger bag which hangs at her hip and fishes out the thermos of coffee she packed. Unfortunately, not much remains inside, and she barely fills her cup with the dregs.

Oh well. At least it’s something.

Thank you so much for this piece, vulnerable Matt is cute Matt my poor boy Matt and caring Jessica is always a winner. Kicking ass & looking after each other, that’s how we can imagine them from now on... I hope Jessica gets herself a better coat for the winter though...

(post season 3 but not spoilery)

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Masterpiece :´)