#dexter | interactions

[absentialucis]

This was the continuation and end of this thread between Dexter and Ezra ( @myhearthealing ). 

Dexter

He should have known that Ezra came to apologize once more for the way their relationship ended. Dexter didn’t blame Ezra for not wanting him the way that Dexter wanted him. It wouldn’t be fair to blame him for things he couldn’t feel and he never wanted to make the man feel that way about himself. “I’m not angry at you, Ezra. I might have been at first because I was confused and hurt but I know you well enough to know that had never been your intention to hurt me.” Ezra couldn’t hurt someone if he had tried, he didn’t have it in him. “You have the malicious intent of a manta ray, I’m afraid,” Dexter teased him, hoping that lightening up the conversation would help Ezra be able to get through everything he needed to say. His hand itched to grab his phone, to call Noah and make him take Ezra as far away from the hunting parties as he could, but when he looked at Ezra he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Who was he to take away Ezra’s choice? Free will was not something that could be easily swayed. “You want to repent for those you did hurt,” he spoke quietly, knowingly, into the room. “I will not stop you but I will say goodbye then. I don’t want you to feel like nothing was left unsaid.” Biting his lip, Dexter decided to take the last step towards Ezra he would. His hand moved from the man’s shoulder to his cheek as he pushed his lips softly against the other man’s. Even if Ezra didn’t feel the same way, and Dexter would profusely apologize for kissing him at a later date, he needed to say goodbye. Let the man take his feelings with him when he walked back out that door. “I cannot pretend I do not love you, Ezra, even if you will never feel the same way. Just be careful, alright? Don’t give into a mad man because your guilt is overriding any sense of preservation you may have.”

Ezra

The relief Ezra felt at knowing Dexter wasn't angry at him any more for what he did was overwhelming. Dexter was right all those months ago: Ezra did use him to figure out his own feelings, and feeling guilty about the situation didn't make it okay. The man deserved much better than him. He smiled a bit at Dex's remark. He didn't have any malice towards anyone he kidnapped. Ezra had eventually convinced himself that he had no other choice, but that wasn't it, exactly. He could have left, maybe even told everyone. The only thing stopping him, and the only reason he started in the first place, was his duty to his family. "I do," he said, softly, "But I also just think it's the right thing to do. I haven't been doing the right thing for years, and maybe it's time I finally did." Ezra froze, suddenly tense as Dexter moved towards him. His mind whirled with I have to stop this I have to stop this Why am I not trying to stop this? He felt a rush of warmth, much like the feeling of Dexter's hands on his shoulder...but much, much better. He could only stay still and wordless as the man pulled away. Dexter still loved him? Even after everything Ezra has done? How could he, when he'd done so much to push him away? His primary instinct was to apologize for leading him on, again. But as his mind whirled, Ezra realized maybe that's a large reason he wanted to come to Dexter. Was some part of him wanting Dexter to say this to him? And if so, why? It wasn't like he felt anything for him....

Ezra only nodded at his words, taking in his advice, but also thinking. It was so selfish of him to do what he was about to do. Regardless now of whether or not he had feelings for Dexter was irrelevant. If he was about to die at the hands of the mayor, he didn't want Dexter to be hurt any more because of him. At the same time, Ezra was feeling like if he was going to die soon, he might as well live the rest of his life the way he wanted to.

His hand reached behind Dexter's head, feeling the man's long soft hair, and pushed his lips against his, trying to say goodbye without saying the words. Dexter was one of the most important people in his life, and he didn't want to say goodbye to him, but as their lips parted for the second time, he knew he still needed to. Ezra gave a small smile, the pain evident in his eyes, before turning and walking out Dexter's door.

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( dexter+ezra )

( closed masquerade starter for @myhearthealing​ )

Dexter had spent all evening deciding whether or not he was going to come to the ball. It felt a little silly, if he were honest, and Dexter hadn’t had much fun in the years past when he went. That didn’t mean this year wouldn’t be different. Might as well get a couple of drinks, mingle with people before calling it an evening. Throwing on his suit and the mask he had previously worn the year before, Dexter was meandering through the throngs of people in search of the bar or someone that might have been able to show him. Not paying attention to where he was going, Dexter found himself being shoved around by partygoers and bumping into another’s arm. “Oh! My bad!” He apologized until he was drawn to his victim’s eyes and immediately placed who it was. After all, he could place those eyes anywhere. “Ezra, hey,” he greeted the man who he was trying to be friends with, definitely trying not to pick up on how incredible the other man looked this evening. Last thing he needed was to make things awkward between the two of them once more.

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( dexter+aida )

( closed starter for @fathomintoxconstellations​ )

The friendship formed between Dexter and Aida was one that not a lot of people probably understood. Most of the time, Dexter didn’t even understand it. But Aida was Lyric’s sister and she had been there to help him when he needed it. That alone proved that she meant a great deal to Dexter. That’s why he was currently going to bug her at Relaxing Tides. He rarely went to the spa for any reason other than to see the owner in her element. Waving at the receptionist as he passed by, Dexter made his way towards her office and knocked on the door. “Here we find an Aida Scott in rare form: actually working.”

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( dexter+raye )

( closed starter for @luciferpens​ )

When Dexter found out not only was Lyric back in town but Raye was as well, he felt like a kid on Christmas. He had missed his two closest friends while they were on their own adventures. Since they were gangly kids, Dexter had immediately taken to both of them and found they treated him as a friend truly would. Knocking on the house he heard she had been living in, Dexter bounced on his feet waiting for her to open the door. “Raye Torres you better open this door.”

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( dexter+jasmine )

( closed starter for @luciferpens​ )

Dexter was not very surprised to wander upon Jasmine with her camera clicking. In fact, he’d be more surprised if the camera had not been attacked to the young girl’s hands. Still, he tried to approach quietly, not wanting to interrupt her serene surroundings. A grin on his face after a while, he cleared his throat and made himself known. “Get any good shots?” He called to her as he made his way to her side. Jasmine had been one of his favorite people on the island, meeting the girl so long ago. He had taken to her, pulling her under his wing, declaring himself her big brother. The daughter of Iris always seemed to be happy, which matched his own personality so well that it was hard not to smile around her.

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( dexter+anya )

( closed starter for @anyawtf​ )

“Oh no, you look like you’re cooking up some sort of plan. That never ends well for humanity,” Dexter teased as he looked over at his little sister. He hadn’t known Anya for long but the way that they were able to immediately connect with one another was something that he didn’t expect. Still, there were few personality traits that he had learned to be cautious of. One of them was the mischievous streak that she seemed to be known for.

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( dexter+ezra )

( closed starter for @myhearthealing​ )

It was an off day for Dexter, which generally meant he wasn’t sure what he was going to do for the day. It had been a while since he had gone on a hike, a small treat for himself when he was feeling down. So he headed off to Mt. Olympus National Park, determined to make his way up to the top of the waterfall. It had taken a few hours, stopping here and there to take in the nature surrounding him, but once he made it there he took a seat to look over at the pools below him. Time passed, not sure how long, when he heard footsteps shuffling towards him. Turning his head to the side, Dexter raised an eyebrow at the man in the distance. “Ezra, uh, hey,” he muttered, not sure how happy he was to be seeing the man in front of him.