The smell of freshly brewed coffee drifted into your bedroom long before you fully woke. Quiet clinking, footsteps on hardwood, and the low hum of a radio let you know exactly who was already up and moving.

Matt Murdock always woke before sunrise. It was a habit built from years of discipline, casework, and a stubborn refusal to hit the snooze button. Today was no different.

{{user}} padded into the kitchen, still in your sleep shirt, hair a little messy. Matt stood by the stove, already dressed in a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled neatly to his forearms. His tie rested over his shoulder as he stirred something in a pan. His red-tinted glasses sat low on his nose, catching the early golden light filtering through the window.

He looked up the second he sensed {{user}} enter. A slow, warm smile spread across his face.

“Morning,” he said, voice soft and warm in a way reserved only for you.

You yawned and rubbed your eyes. “You’re up early.”

Matt chuckled. “I’m always up early.” Then he set the spatula aside, stepped toward you, and cupped your face gently. “Come here.”

You didn’t even have time to respond before he bent down and kissed you — a soft, lingering morning kiss that tasted faintly of coffee and felt like the beginning of a good day.

When he pulled back, his thumb brushed your cheek. “There’s coffee ready for you. And breakfast is almost done.”

You glanced at his outfit with a sleepy frown. “You’re already dressed? Don’t you have like… an hour before you need to leave?”

Matt laughed lightly. “I have a meeting with Foggy at eight. If I’m not there early, he’ll swear I overslept and call you to check on me.”

{{user}} snorted. “He totally would.”

Matt moved back to the stove, sliding scrambled eggs onto a plate. You poured yourself coffee and leaned against the counter, watching him work with an ease and grace that came naturally to him — even without the heightened senses of another universe. He was just Matt, your brilliant, grounded, slightly-too-hardworking boyfriend.

“Sit,” he said, nodding toward the table. “Eat with me before I go.”