Show-Off
Your next task was to bring Fisk his dinner. You walked into the penthouse carrying the plate as Dex followed you inside. Fisk was sitting at the table and you placed his meal in front of him.
This part of the job was one you hated.
“Thank you, Agent (y/n).” he said and as you turned around you wondered how he even knew your name.
You walked into the penthouse doing a quick check of the place as Fisk spoke.
“It's Special Agent Poindexter, isn't it ?”
You could see Dex roll his eyes and ignore Fisk.
“You saved my life last night.” Fisk tells Dex.
“Yeah, we all make mistakes.” you hear Dex say to Fisk and you fake a cough to cover up your laugh.
“I'm sorry for the loss of your fellow agents. Losing them to protect someone like me. Must be particularly difficult for the families and the loved ones.”
Dex was tensing up as Fisk spoke. And you were listening to Fisk as you continued to check the place, you didn't like Fisk talking to Dex. Fisk only showed an interest in people if he could use them for one of his plans.
“I'd offer my condolences but I imagine it brings them greater comfort to hate me. Unless you feel otherwise ?” He directed the last as a question to Dex.
Dex remained silent but you saw that he was slowly losing his patience.
“That my words might bring any positive effect. If so, please share that, from what I have witnessed, they were incredibly brave.”
Dex shot a look at you before he spoke to Fisk “Might wanna eat faster, convict. The meal's over in five.”
“I owe those fallen agents a debt, that I can never repay.” Fisk continues.
Your jaw tensed as he spoke, you had to bite the inside of your cheek because you did not want to speak your mind to Fisk.
“But.. I also owe you.” Fisks says and you noticed how he has drawn the attention of Dex.
“I've known extraordinary people. But i've never seen a talent like yours.”
You were paying attention now. You knew what Fisk was trying to do. This is what Fisk does, he gets inside of people's head.
“May I ask you where you acquired such a skill?” Fisk looked at Dex intently.
“The place is clear.” You interupt the conversation.
Dex nods to you as you walk toward him.
“Okay, You're done.” Dex walks over to the table and grabs Fisk's plate.
You follow Dex as you leave the penthouse.
You were sitting in the surveillance room when you started to get thirsty.
“I'm gonna get something to drink. You comin' ?” you ask him as you stretched your arms and stood up.
He shakes his head “ No, nah. I'm going to finish this thing first. But, you go ahead.” he tells you.
“Alright, I might bring you coffee if..” you started
He leaned back in his chair and raised an eyebrow at you “If what?”
“If you promise me that you'll show me your skill.” you asked it carefull and playfull. You still have not forgotten how he saved your life with his astonishing aiming skills. You wondered for a moment if he understand what you meant by 'skill'.
He crossed his arms and looked away as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Alright. It's a deal.”
“Awesome.” you said it a little too enthusiastic as you awkwardly left the room.
You went downstairs to the hotel restaurant, and ordered the two coffees. You decided to take a seat as you waited for them. It could be a while as you obviously were not the only person in the restaurant.
“Hey.” a voice suddenly called out to you. You looked up and saw it was another agent standing there. You didn't recall seeing him before but then again, there were a lot of agents in the building he probably worked on another floor.
“Hey.” you replied wondering why he came to talk to you.
“Agent (y/n), right ? Mind if I take a seat?” he asks you
“Uh, sure. Go ahead.” you say and he sits down in the chair in front of you and places his cup of coffee on the table in front of him.
“I'm Agent Flint. I guard a floor lower then you. I've been wondering when I would get a chance to chat with you for a bit. You're new here right?” he asked you as he leaned a bit in your direction.
“I'm new to the this unit yes. Transferred here a couple of days ago actually.” you told him.
“So they made you team up with that Poindexter guy right ?” there was something in his voice that made it clear to you that he disliked the idea of you working with Dex.
You gave him a quick nod “That's right.” .
“Tell me, how is it working with that guy ?” he asks you and you were starting to dislike the tone of his voice. You tried to keep the conversation professional but didn't want someone to start talking crap about someone who saved your life and the lives of other agents.
“Agent Poindexter is great to work with. As you must have heard, he is the reason those agents can still go home to their families and are not murdered as the others. I learn from him and I can count on him, I trust him.” you spoke truthfully.
“Really ? The guy looks rather uptight to me. I'd reckon you would rather work with someone who actually knows how to have fun once in a while.” he suddenly puts his hand on your hand that you had on the table. It took you a moment to register that he was trying to flirt with you and failing horribly. You drew your hand back quickly.
He seemed irritated at that “Or perhaps you're as stuck-up as he is.”.
Before you had a chance to react to him, it was as if his coffee cup exploded, covering him completely in the hot beverage. You were glad the table was long enough and that you didn't get any of it on you.
Unbeknownst to you Dex had come to the restaurant as well. He wanted to join you but noticed another agent had already taken up the spot. He decided to wait until he left. His attention was drawn to the conversation you were having with the agent when he heard how you defended and even praised him. Dex couldn't explain the feeling he had when he suddenly saw the agent trying to flirt with you. All he knew for certain is that he did not like it at all. And he didn't not like how the agent had put his hand on yours.
But the thing that finally got to him was when the agent insulted you. Dex had taken a coin from his pocket and thrown it with incredible accuracy, shattering the coffee cup the agent had in front of him. Covering the agent in the beverage.
The agent quickly stood up from his chair and shaking his shirt as he almost ran towards the bathrooms.
You sat there baffled at what had just happened. You looked at the remains of the coffee mug and saw that between the spilled coffee and shards there was a coin. You stood up and grabbed the coin.
“You owe me a coffee.” the sound of Dex voice made you turn around.
It finally dawned on you what had happened.
“I believe this is yours then ?” you held up the coin to him.
You both shared a meaningful look between eachother.
You walked closer to him and whispered “ That was impressive.”
He looked rather pleased with himself.
“Come on, Nadeem wants to talk to us.” he tells you and right then the waiter brought both of the coffees.
You gave one of them to Dex.
“I guess you earned that.” you smiled at him and you were pleased to see that he seemed to give you an actual smile back.