"You're Murdock's second in command."
"We're partners," Foggy says, but he can't not trip over the words because it's fucking cold in here and his tongue feels swollen in his mouth. Maybe he's got a chipped tooth. "That's how lawyers work, we're partners."
This guy knows about Matt. He fucking knows.
Written for this prompt @ Daredevilkink.
ETA (10/5/15) -- as of chapter 2, the comfort is here. Kind of.
ETA (11/6/18) -- It took me literal years to complete this, holy shit, but hey.