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Dub dub.... Dub Dub....
Dub dub.... Dub Dub....
Matt stopped walking and literally froze, not caring about the fact that he was standing in the middle of the pavement like he saw a ghost.
There was no mistaking... That heartbeat... It was you! Definitely you... Matt can never mistake your heartbeat for someone else's. It had been a while since he had heard your heartbeat, yes, but it's not like he can ever forget the distinct sound of your heart.
It was really you...
And you were walking towards him! Maybe not towards him, but towards his direction!
Oh god... Matt suddenly wondered why fate hated him so much.
He was still standing rooted to the ground in the middle of the pavement, blocking others' path, but he didn't care. His entire focus was on your heartbeat that was getting closer and closer by each passing second.
His own heart was thundering like crazy, and he gripped the cane tighter as a small effort from his side to calm his nerves. Your wedding ring that he still wore till this day suddenly felt very heavy on his fingers.
Relax, Murdock... She doesn't remember you...
When you got less than 50 feet away from him, he could smell you, or more precisely and less creepily, he can smell the scent of your favorite shampoo and the scent of your freshly washed clothes.
You did not wear perfumes, not ever since you found out about his heightened senses.
But damn... even after 5 years, even after forgetting him, you were not wearing any perfume.
Matt's heart clenched. And now you were less than 30 feet away.
Jesus...
He paled at an alarming rate as you approached closer.
What the hell was he supposed to do?
Nothing... His mind said.
Exactly!! All he had to do was to stay put and you would walk right past him. And you would be gone... Again.
And that what exactly happened.
You walked right past him, casually, like you don't know who he was.
But you technically didn't know who he was. And it wasn't your fault.... It was his.
"Excuse me, sir?" The sound of your voice sent shivers down his body as his breathe hitched.
Were you talking to him???
His brain was literally short-circuiting!
"Do you need some help? 'Cause you look very pale..." You spoke from behind him again, calmly and slightly concerned.
God... He had missed hearing your voice... So much...
He turned around to face you and gave you a tight-lipped smile. Tears were pricking at the edge of eyes as he tried to get a grip on his voice.
He can do this!!! He was Daredevil for God's sake!!
"No... I just..." He started to speak but paused and took a deep breath to calm himself.
Wrong move!
Your scent took over his senses immediately and intoxicated him. Literally.
It took him his entire life's will to not to take you in his arms and hug you forever.
"I just... forgot something at home... " He tried again. He could feel you tilting your head to the side as you listened to his pathetic excuse.
"And I'm getting late for work.. Yeah..." He continued, tightening his grip around his cane further. God...
"I... I was just trying to decide whether to go back home to get the... thing... Or proceed to office... " He embarrassingly stammered and made up an even more embarrassing story on spot.
He could sense the way your face scrunched up in confusion.
Great... Now you probably thought that he was mad.
"Well sir... Have a good day!" And with that, you turned around and started to walk away, to wherever you were heading.
And Matt breathed a sigh of relief.
And he wanted to cry.