It’s been a long week, to say the least.

Not only have his ‘night missions’ as Daredevil amped up— what with a new crime lord every other week taking the place of the last one; he’s been fighting a tough legal battle too. One he can’t seem to grip a good defense for his client on, that leaves him exhausted working on the case with his team day by day.

Matt could feel the stitches tearing in his side, paired by his aching back from his long day at work as he unlocks his door. Maybe that’s why he didn’t pick up on it sooner, an unfamiliar scent present in his apartment.

All he wants to do is rest, just lie down and be free of responsibility if only for a moment. He leaves his briefcase on the couch and makes it to the entryway of his room, and halts.

There’s someone in his bedroom. {{user}}.

Before he can fully process and attempt to identify the person, he asks out of instinct, “Who’s there?”