ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜɪᴠᴇʀ & ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏꜱᴇ. (Kate Bishop X Kingpin Male Reader)

Covert Kinship

The dark night was pierced by the sounds of hurried footsteps as Clint and Kate sprinted through the dimly lit pier. Daredevil's acute senses picked up on their movements, and he swiftly intercepted them. "Let's split!" Clint whispered urgently, and Kate nodded in agreement.

However, Daredevil, guided by his enhanced senses, had anticipated their plan. In a fluid motion, he threw his split billy club with precision, striking Hawkeye's leg and causing him to collapse in pain. As Daredevil approached, ready for another strike, an arrow with a smoke bomb effect flew into his chest.

The smoke enveloped the area, providing Hawkeye and Hawkette with a chance to regroup. Kate hurriedly picked up Clint, and they navigated through the mist. "He works for Kingpin?" Kate whispered to Clint, trying to make sense of the unexpected attack.

"I don't know," Clint replied, wincing in pain as they sought cover. To their surprise, Daredevil emerged from the smoke, seemingly unaffected by the temporary blindness. He walked in, pushing Kate against a nearby container, eliciting a groan of pain.

"You are Hawkeye?" Daredevil asked Clint as he extended a hand to help him up. "Yeah, no shit," Hawkeye responded, taking Daredevil's hand.

"Why did you hit me? I'm his partner," Kate huffed, expressing her frustration.

Ignoring Kate's inquiry, Daredevil focused on Hawkeye. "You are here for Kingpin?" he asked Clint, extending a hand to help him up.

"Yeah. Do you know where he is? He has hurt so many people now; he must be taken down," Hawkeye stated with determination.

"If only it was that easy," Daredevil sighed, revealing the extensive duration of his personal pursuit.

"What do you mean?" Kate interjected, seeking clarity.

"I've been hunting him for the past 18 months," Daredevil confessed, leaving both Hawkeye and Hawkette surprised by the revelation.

"We came to Hell's Kitchen for nothing?" Kate expressed her frustration.

"I might have some intel," Hawkeye reassured, attempting to salvage the situation.

"Intel? Let's go somewhere safe," Daredevil suggested, taking charge of the situation.

"What about the weapons?" Kate inquired, still concerned about the unresolved issue.

"I have taken care of that," Daredevil confidently declared, leading the trio toward a more secure location.

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Charlene entered the cozy cafe with hopes of a productive project meeting initially planned for discussing community service initiatives. Their dialogue shifted effortlessly between ideas for the campaign and personal revelations, weaving a tapestry of shared dreams, struggles, and aspirations. The meeting evolved from a mere project discussion to a profound exchange of thoughts and emotions. Y/N sat at a corner table, waiting for Kate and Joshua. As the minutes ticked by, Charlene couldn't hide her disappointment. "I guess they won't show up," she sighed.

Y/N nodded, "Seems that way. Maybe they got caught up with something."

As they sipped their coffee, the conversation naturally drifted to Kate and Joshua. Charlene shared her observations about Kate's commitment and Joshua's sometimes unpredictable behavior. Y/N listened attentively, offering understanding nods.

Charlene sighed, "You know, Kate's amazing. But sometimes I feel like she's too caught up in her own world."

Y/N smiled, "People have their quirks. It doesn't mean they don't care."

"So, what about you, Y/N? What's your story?" Charlene asked.

Y/N stirred his coffee, a thoughtful look on his face. "Well, I've always been someone who enjoys his own company. Makes it easier to avoid the drama, you know?"