Being jealous of arranged husband! Dex<3
It was no secret that Dex was an attractive guy, and even more charismatic. Though his charms doesn’t work on you well it definitely works on other women.
In no way im saying Dex would try to flirt with women to get your attention, he is too hopelessly and desperately into you.
It doesn’t stop other women to flirt with him though. Its not like he doesn’t shut it off immediately, he really does. But what he didnt know that you would be jealous by it.
How could he? You barely gave him the time of day, never paying actual attention to him. Hell, you barely even talk to him properly at home!!
You two were in the car, going back home after a wedding. Summer season always did meant the wedding season, and maybe thats why the only thing Dex insisted about the wedding was having the wedding late autumn early winter.
To be honest, if this was a friends wedding you would’ve totally left Dex home. After all its your friends. But since this was a family wedding you had to bring him, and he was quite eager to come.
You were sat on the passenger seat, one leg crossed over the other. Back comfortably against the seat, watching the dark road. Your music playing in his car.
You were quieter than usual, you were always quiet when alone with him, sure. But this time it was different, seeing your cousin (who wasnt even your cousin) touch up on his arm talking about how unfair it was to him that he had such a cruel wife.. you werent that cruel were you?
“You’re different,” Dex started, looking at you for a moment. Watching the way your gaze was so distant, thumb brushing over the diamond ring. Your breathing a little a slower, like you didnt even have the tolerance to hear your own breath. “I promise nothing happened, i shut it down as soon as i realised..”
Dex reached with his right hand, the left one still on the wheel. His hand hovered over yours for a moment, raising his hand to touch your arm. Trying to coax words out of your mouth. “Im cruel?” You asked, you were as confused as someone could be.
“No, you’re not cruel. You’re just…” he trailed off, not knowing how to continue. “I’m just what, Dex?-” You huffed out, crossing his arms.
“You’re my wife, thats who you are. You’re not Cruel, you’re not mean. You’re my wife.” He cut you off before you could continue, emphasizing on the word wife. “Since when do you care what others say? Huh? Wait, this is not about being called cruel is it?” He realised, eyes widening slightly as he stopped talking for a moment. Stopping to park inside the gas station.
He turned to face you, a small smile forming on his face. “What are you so smiley for?” Your brows furrowed, why was he being so smiley about??
“You’re jealous- thats, thats what it is” He said, happy as he can. Reaching to touch your hand. You retract your hand, rolling your eyes before resting back against the seat. “…No.” You muttered not even looking at him.
“Oh no, please let me have this. Come on.” Dex was more excited than anything, it was his first time seeing you this… small.
You shook your head, not even looking at him. He grabbed your wrist, squeezing. Not hard enough to hurt, just hard enough to get your attention back on him.
“Its just me, come on, dont be shy.” He said, ducking his head a little to get into your vision. “You let her touch you.” You muttered out, finally making eye contact.
“Ah… i see. Im yours though, aren’t i? Do you want me to get rid of her? I know how much you hate her.” He said, trying to lighten your mood. And when you didnt reply he just nodded, his hand sliding down from your wrist to your hand.
Trying to hold your hand without pushing his luck too much. “Maybe.” You said in a small voice slightly irritated that he was this happy. “Will you shut up now?” You sigh, wanting so bad to snap at him.
Dex, gave you a defeated look. “She touched me barely a second, you know.” He spoke after some silence, watching you pick at your bracelet. “Besides, why do you care now?” He hummed, hoping to take you out of your shell a little more.
“You’re acting as if you wouldnt have done the same thing.” You murmur, finally holding eye contact with him. “Yeah, well, i would’ve killed the guy. But thats just me.” He shrugged casually, like it was just common sense.
“…So, i should kill her is what you’re saying?” You smiled a little, and Dex grinned at your smile. It was the third time he made you smile up until now. “No, i got it handled. Dont mess up those pretty nails.” He hummed, reaching out a hand. Seeing if you would let him take it.
When you didnt retract your hand he took it as a sign to hold your hand in his, thumb rubbing over your nails.
You finally spoke after watching his thumb touch your nails so gently “No.. dont kill anyone.”
“Fine, i wont…” Dex said begrudgingly, you two fell into a silence again. But this time it felt comfortable, warm even.
Skipping to Thanksgiving few months later, you arrived at your family home. Dex walked behind you like a puppy, per usual. But this time you were actually letting him hold your hand. Couple bite marks on his throat, high enough that his turtleneck doesnt even cover them. Dex doesnt want them covered eighter, happy that his pretty pretty wife is holding his hand, her marks on his throat. His marks were planted in deep deep places instead. Maybe you getting jealous wasnt so bad after all, after all it got him what he wanted all along.
discoholicmusic
theartofmadeline
izzy806
blakekathryn
snowghoul
origamiaround
