Pick-up lines
You hadn’t said a word during the drive back to the hotel. You were still in shock after what had happened. Fisk was going after Matt now and with you working for the FBI you were stuck right in the middle of it. Was this because of you refusing to work for him? Was this just the start?
It felt as if it was your fault. If you hadn’t done all those things in your past, Fisk would have never taken interest in you. Not a day went by that you didn’t wish you hadn’t done all those things. It was only when you met Matt one night that your whole life changed, but back then you did not know it was Matt. You only knew him as Daredevil, and that you wanted to stay as far away from him as possible. The lives you lived were as different as night and day. You could still recall the moment as if it was yesterday. You were about to pull the trigger before someone grabbed your arm with a whip and dragged you down to the ground. You were quick to recover from that and as you kicked back the person who had prevented you killing your target, you realised who you were fighting against. Daredevil. You stood there looking at him, waiting for him to attack you first, but he never did.
Instead he talked to you. He made you see another way of life, one you never thought you could fit in. But here you were. Even after everything that had happened between you and Matt, you could never forget how he gave you a chance to a better live. One that didn’t have to include killing.
And now you worked for the FBI, the same people who Fisk was manipulating to frame Matt.
You held your hand on your face, trying to control your emotions. The last thing you wanted was to draw more attention. You tried but could not keep your lip from quivering as you felt yourself starting to break down piece by piece.
The door of the surveillance room opened and Dex walked in carrying the coffee he said he would get you.
You put your hand over your mouth, hoping he wouldn’t notice anything wrong.
“Carefull, it’s hot.” he said as you took the cup from his hand “ But then again, so are you. So I wouldn’t worry about it too much.” he shot you a playfull grin but you didn’t notice.
You were lost in your own thoughts, as you felt sadness taking over your mind. Slowly but surely stripping down your facade. You took a sip from it, hoping it would stop your lip from quivering as you looked into one of the file cabinets.
Dex knew something was wrong, usually you would have jumped at the opportunity to say something teasingly back. But this time you had ignored his words completely. His eyes focused on you while you were standing with your back to him. He saw how your cheeks had lost all their color. How your eyes no longer sparkled, something he loved so much about you. You were unhappy and it felt like glass was cutting him when he realised it, you were his north star and your light was dimming.
You felt him put a hand on your waist, trying to turn you to face him.
“What ?” you said with a lump in you throat, your eyes not meeting his.
He sneaked his hands up to cup your face. He couldn’t stand to see you like this.
He pressed his forehead against yours softly. You knew what he was trying to say without words.
You felt yourself crumble apart inside.
“I’m sorry, Dex..” your voice broke as the tears that had welled up in your eyes starting falling down.
He pulled you closer to him, enveloping you into his arms. His hand on the back of your neck, his fingers brushing the skin as you broke down.
You felt him put his head on your hair as he kept you in the hug and in that moment you actually felt safe.
You didn’t tell Dex, and you didn’t know he knew.
But Dex suspected Fisk was behind your unhappiness. You had been avoiding any contact with Fisk even lied to avoid him. Fisk must have threathened you. Dex didn’t even want to think about Fisk possibly having hurt you. He swore to himself he would find out what Fisk had done, he’d make him talk.
Dex placed a kiss on your hair hoping you would shine bright again soon.
You started to calm down, enjoying the warmth of Dex’s body against yours.
You wiped away the tears that had escaped your eyes from your face before you let out a chuckle.
Dex looked down at you in confussion.
“That was a terrible pick-up line, Poindexter.” you gave him a weak smile as you remembered what he had said when he handed you the coffee.
He shot you a cheeky smile “I’ll give that feedback to Lim. ”
You snorted “He told you to say that ?”
Dex gave a quick nod “Want to hear the other ones he told me?”
“Oh god. You mean there’s more?” you scoffed and shook your head “Uhm.. sure. Give it your best shot.” you said as a smirk played on your lips.
He picked up on your choice of words as he smiled down on you.
You waited for him to tell you the other pick-up lines Lim had told him to try on you. You could use something that makes you laugh.
Dex however stayed quiet, instead he seemed to focus on you. His hand sneaked up to your chin and he traced his thumb over it.
“Dex..?” you quietly enquired.
He seemed nervous for a moment. He wanted to make you laugh so he could see that sparkle in your eyes as you did. But having you so close to him, looking up at him with your hand on his chest…it made him unable to recall the things Lim had told him. All he saw was you and how your eyes were locked on his. You had filled a void in his life he never believed he could fill, yet here you were, doing exactly that.
“You’re so beautiful.” the words left his mouth quicker then he could stop them.
Your eyes widened at his words, did he really just say that?
“Did Lim tell you to say that?” You bit your lip as you looked at him.
He didn’t answer, he just shook his head before he crashed his lips against yours.
He sneaked his hand up your back, holding you closer to him. Your hands found it’s way to the collar of his shirt, grasping it lightly.
His mouth moved away from yours slowly as you gasped for air, and made it’s way down your cheek, before his lips started to leave a trail of light kisses on the side of your neck. A quiet moan escaped you as you felt his warm breath make his way up your neck again. He placed a soft but long kiss right under your ear, close to your cheek.
He moved so his nose was brushing against yours as he put his forehead against your own.
You lightly touched his cheek as you stood like that.
“That was one hell of a pick-up line.” you let out a chuckle.
The sound of your phone’s ringtone made you groan. People rarely called you. It had to be important. I’d better be important.
“Sounds like someone is desperate for my attention, Dex.” You teased him “I’m gonna have to get that call.”
You knew he had heard you but he obviously didn’t want to let you go just yet.
“Poindexter.” you said in your professional voice.
He groaned as he reluctantly let go off you.
You walked to the chair where you had put your coat. Searching in your pocket before you pull out your phone. One quick glance at the number on the screen confirmed that the call was important. The person who was calling you, was Matt.