North Star
You were glad Nadeem had given you the chance to get some rest today. You had spend the day hanging on your couch watching some old movies that they were showing on TV. Your mood was far less gloomy then yesterday, and you finally had some extra time to put your hair up nicely. Finally some you-time. Working for the FBI took a toll on your appearance as you worked until late at night and rarely got a good night’s rest. This whole ordeal with Fisk was making you anxious. You decided to avoid having to be inside the penthouse, surely there would be other agents that wouldn’t mind covering that for you. Fisk was anything but popular after the ambush had caused the deaths of multiple agents for saving him. If anyone would suspect anything, you could use that as an excuse to avoid Fisk.
You had the time to put on some nice clothes today instead of the clothes you regularly wore to work.
The talk you had with Nadeem still clear inside your head. It had proven you right about Dex and how he sometimes lacked the confidence to be closer to you.
You thought it was rather sweet how shy he could be under that steely demeanor he showed on the outside.
Nadeem telling Dex you liked him as more then a friend had caused a boost in confidence for Dex. And you were not letting that go to waste, not if you could help it at least.
Not even the rain could change your good mood, it never did. You loved how the air smelled when you got out of your car. You had stopped by a starbucks on the way to the hotel so you were carrying two cups with you.
You walked to the surveillance room where Dex would probably already be.
The door was open and Dex and an agent, who you knew was Agent James, were talking about something they saw on the screens while they leaned over them as the screens lit their faces. You had met Agent James while grabbing something to eat in the restaurant a few days ago, he was the kind of person who could charm anyone. And he of course tried to charm you as well, you did keep your distance but he was harmless. He had the looks of an FBI agent you would see in the movies, clean white teeth, great hair.
You cleared your throat and their eyes shot up to you.
“Wow, Agent (y/n) ! You look stunning today. Always glad to see you grace us with your presence.” Agent James exclaimed as he stood up straight. Dex would let his eyes wander over you discreetly. James however, was anything but, and when Dex saw how he eyed you up he stood up straight as well.
“You’re helping out Dex, James?” You asked as you walked into the room.
“Well, someone had to while you were playing sleeping beauty today.” James winked at you and shot you a smile that looked like it would fit into a toothpaste commercial.
Dex was glaring at him now, clenching his jaw as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. James was unaware of the death glare Dex was aiming at him.
“I’ll take it from here, James. Thank you for covering my shift.” You tried to make your voice sound neutral but friendly. The last thing you wanted is Dex thinking you were interested in James.
He looked at Dex too quick to notice anything wrong.
James walked up to you, stopping right in front of you. He was standing rather close. Too close for Dex’s liking that was clear.
“You are very welcome, (y/n).” James said as he gave you another one of his TV commercial smiles.
“I’ll see you around, Dex !” He said but kept his eyes on you until he left.
Dex muttered something under his breath, you didn’t hear what it was but it definitely wasn’t something nice.
You held out one of the coffees you were carrying to him “Got you your favorite.”
He seemed lost in thought for a moment, before he reacted and took it from your hand.
“Thanks.” Dex’s mood seemed the exact opposite of yours right now.
“You’re very welcome.” you didn’t let it bring your mood down, you hoped your chirpy mood would rub off on him.
You grabbed one of the chairs and put your coat on it before you sat down.
Nadeem had told you Dex was hard to read, but right now you didn’t need a magnifying glass to realise Dex was jealous. And that jealousy was eating away at him now as he grabbed the other chair to sit next to you.
He wasn’t angry at you. No, the way James had eyed you up and flirted with you so boldly and unexpectedly in front of him had pissed him off.
“I see you’ve met James then?” he asks you, and you noticed the resentfull tone in his voice.
You ignored it “Yeah. I talked to him a few days ago. I didn’t know he knew you that well. I mean, it looks like you two have worked together before.”
Dex scoffed “worked.” he said it in a mocking manner.
“What?” you raised a brow at his reaction.
Dex sighed and leaned back in his chair “He’s the FBI’s poster boy, the one they go to when they have to talk to the journalists. But the minute we need to get our hands dirty, he’s out of here. I guarantee it.”
You were trying to keep a straight face “The people here seem to like him, Dex. Especially the women, or so i’ve noticed.”
Dex rolled his eyes as he fumbled with the cup in his hand as he thought.
“Do you ?” he made it sound casual but the meaning behind the question was anything but.
“Well, yeah. He’s very energetic.” you watched Dex reaction. His shoulders tensed for a moment. “But.. I don’t like him the way he wished I would..”
Dex eyes focused on you and you took a sip from your coffee before you continued “if that’s what you’re worried about.”
You put the cup down and grinned at him, he narrowed his eyes at you.
“What ?” he finally asked.
“Your cute when your jealous.” you crossed your arms.
Dex shook his head avoiding your eyes “I’m not..”
“Yes you are, Poindexter.” you quickly said.
“Of what? That cheesy pick-up line cannon wrapped up in a suit ?” Dex’s voice was resentfull as he blurted it out.
Your eyes widened at his reaction, and you leaned back in the chair.
Dex seemed to regret his outburst almost immediately.
Your laugh broke through the silence of the room and he looked at you “Dex, oh my god. Wow. Just wow.” you managed to say through your laughing fit.
He relaxed and held his head in his hands as he quietly laughed with you.
You compossed yourself after a minute.
“James, is not my type. I uhm..the last time I dated someone who was so charming it didn’t end well. So..” your eyes dropped.
“The guy from your story ?” Dex guessed and you nodded.
“He could charm anyone. So it should not have been a suprise that a woman who was ten times more beautiful than me, fell for him again. He loved her, and she loved him. I wasn’t going to stand in their way. He deserved the best, and that wasn’t me. But, I made my peace with that.”
Dex didn’t speak. You had expected him to have questions.
His leaned back in his chair his eyes avoiding yours as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth “I have something for you.” He suddenly said and you looked up in suprise.
“Please tell me it’s not more paperwork.”
He let out a chuckle at that “No, (y/n), I uhm..” he looked at you for a moment before he started to rummage in the pocket of his jacket before he pulled a little box out.
You wondered what was going on right now. He leaned towards you in his chair, as he held out his hand with the little box to you.
“Dex, I don’t under-” he interupted you before you could finish your sentence.
“Just.. it’s for you. Please?” he looked at you pleadingly.
You weren’t actually used to recieving gifts, so you didn’t really know how to respond.
You held out your hand and Dex placed the little box in it “You know you don’t have to actually get me things, Dex.” you told him softly.
“I know. I just saw this and thought of you.” he looked so nervous.
You took a breath as you held the little box in your hand.
“I am not just giving you a small box, (y/n). There is something in it.” a smug look on his face now.
You shook your head “I know, sorry.” you were nervous to open the little box.
You carefully lifted the lid of the box, there was some paper in the box. You were carefull when you took that out of there and when you finally saw what was in the box you gasped in suprise.
“Dex, no. I can’t accept this, it’s too much.” you blurted out and covered your mouth. It looked expensive as hell.
“(y/n), the moment I saw this in the store I knew it was meant to be yours.” he was looking at your face and how you were reacting.
You carefully took the delicate necklace out of the box and looked at it wide-eyed.
It was made of yellow gold, and on the chain hanged a gorgeous star. In the middle of the star was a tiny pearl.
“Dex..” you breathed out “..it’s beautiful. And special, I’ve never seen anything like it before.”
Dex seemed to breath out in relief at seeing your eyes sparkle “That’s why it is perfect for you.” he brushed his hand on his jacket. “You.. you’re special to me (y/n).” he chose his words with caution.
You locked your eyes on his.
“It’s the North Star.” he finally tells you.
The meaning behind his gift and his words dawned on you.
“The night you drove me home..” you didn’t finish your sentence. It didn’t have to be said out loud it was clear why Dex thought of you when he saw the necklace.
You were his North Star.
He nodded as he also remembered the conversation you two had in the car that night.
You didn’t know what to say, as your eyes darted between the necklace and Dex.
“I am honored that you chose to see me like that, Dex. Jesus, I never realised.”
His eyes glinted when he looked at you.
You were still speechless “Can you uhm..help me with..” you stood up holding the necklace.
It took Dex a second to understand your question “Oh, yeah. Of course.”
You handed him the necklace, and turned your back to him so he could put the necklace on you.
He unclasped it before he gently put it around your neck. His fingers touching your neck for a moment before the clasp clicked.
You turned around to him and looked down at the star that was now dangling around your neck.
“How does it look on me?” you asked as you watched him look at the star.
He raised his hand and held the star between his fingers before his eyes locked on yours “Perfect.” his voice barely a whisper.
He looked back at the star as he took a step closer to you. His fingers slowly letting go of the star, he let the back of his fingers slide on your skin slowly, his eyes followed the path his fingers were making on your skin. You were breathing faster as your heart started to race at his touch. His fingers went over your collarbone painfully slowly. He continued to trace his fingers up your neck until he finally cupped your cheek with his hand. His gaze fell on your lips and he gently traced his thumb over your bottom lip.
You were quivering at his touch. His eyes finally met yours and you could feel him sliding his hand into your hair as he closed the distance between you.
“Dex..” was all you could say before his lips locked on yours. His kiss was carefull, as if he was afraid you would break.
You put a hand on his chest and pulled him closer to you with his shirt.
His other hand found it’s way to your lower back. A quiet moan escaped your lips as you felt his hand on the bare skin of your back. His lips formed a smile before he deepened the kiss, his lips moved on yours passionately now.
You let your other hand slide on the back of his neck and your fingers found their way in his hair. It was enough to make Dex moan against your mouth and he kept his lips on yours as he moved the both of you a few steps until your back met the wall of the room. His hand found it’s way to your neck again and rubbed his thumb under your cheek. His other hand sneaked to your waist and he was almost pinning you against the wall.
His mouth never left yours as he kissed you hungrily.
You heard someone clear their throat. And you both immediately broke apart.
Dex looked over his shoulder “Lim.” his voice was hoarse.
Lim looked at the both of you with widened eyes before he chuckled “They are bringing Fisk’s food. We’ll need to check it before it goes in to the beast’s lair, Dex.”
Dex had to recollect his thoughts “Got it.” annoyance clear in Dex’s voice.
Lim looked at the both of you one more time and you knew your face was definitely turning red.
“Alright than.” Lim said before he left the room, leaving the door open once more.
You took a breath and brushed your hand over his shirt, trying to make it look proper again. He took your hand in his.
“You’re a better kisser than a flirter, Poindexter.” you said coyly.
He raised a brow at you with a smug grin on his face, he leaned in to kiss you again.
“Now, Dex.” Lim had appeared in the doorway again.
Dex straightened his back you giggled at his reaction.
“Come on, let’s not keep poor Lim waiting.” you said as you walked over to Lim.