Dex X Reader: Sugar Crush Chapter 19
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Notes: You know what? I’m not gonna say something here. Let’s suprise y’all *evil laughter*
Summary: Reader moves into the same building as one Agent Poindexter. A bond starts to grow between them. Can the reader move on after a traumatic past ‘relationship’ ?
Chapter: 19/?
Trigger Warning: Mentions of physical and emotional abuse ! YES this one will come with trigger warnings. I tried not to post too much into detail stuff but this entire thing comes with a trigger warning !
Word Count: 1873 words
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“So you're walking me to my door now, huh ?” you jokingly said as you arrived at the door of your apartment.
A chuckle escaped him “I have to pass here if I want to get to my floor, so yeah.”
“Oh, and here I thought I was special.” you joked and pouted.
“You are.” the words quickly left him as his eyes bore into yours, making you blush.
“I uh... I should probably.. go inside..” you pointed at the door behind you.
He nodded, still distracted as he was looking at your lips now. You felt a shiver go down your spine when you noticed it.
“I....uh...” your words where cut short as Dex leaned in to kiss you again. His hands cupping your face as he kissed you. You eagerly deepened the kiss and pulled him closer to you.
Someone cleared their throat and causing you to break the kiss.
“Okaaaaaay.” Ally looked between the both of you. Eyebrows raised, chewing some more gum.
This was awkward to say the least.
“Some guy came by today. He asked me to give you this.” Ally walked to you and gave you a small closed envelope, shooting Dex a funny look as she did. Looked like she hasn't gotten over the fact that he confused her for a girl scout.
“Oh. Thank you.” you took the envelope from her hands and turned it over to see if there was a name on it, it was blank.
Dex eyes darted between you and Ally “I'll see you tomorrow, okay ?”
You nodded and smiled “It's unavoidable.”
He grinned at you before he walked away, as he passed Ally you could hear him say “ 'Evening girl scout.”
The look that formed on her face made you cover your mouth before you would burst into laughter.
“Is he serious ?! Is he ?!” she sounded offended as she pointed over her shoulder at Dex walking away.
You shook your head, not sure if you would be able to hold in your laughter if you would speak.
She groaned and walked away as well.
“Goodnight, Ally !” you shouted after her.
She raised a hand and moved it once, her way of waving “Yeah. 'night.”
You watched her walk away before you went inside your apartment. You threw your jacket on the hook. It felt like electricity was going through your veins. Your mind wandering back to the moment he kissed you. How carefull he was as he touched you. He made you feel like you mattered. You didn't think you would ever find someone like that, especially not so soon after the whole traumatic experience you had had with Shaw. But you did, and for the first time in months, you were happy.
You had almost forgotten about the envelope in your hands, and you looked it over again. It was a plain white one. Nothing special about it. There was nothing written on it.
You opened it and found it was empty. You furrowed your brow in confussion.
Perhaps something had fallen out of it, or maybe they forgot to actually put something inside. You brushed it off, it was probably a store sending out papers to try and sell stuff to people. You had gotten those before. Soon your mind wandered back to the amazing evening you had shared with Dex. You were sure you wouldn't have nightmares tonight.
The next day you were going through job advertisements again when someone knocked on your door.
“Y/n ! I've got to ask you something !” you heard Mr. Wilkinson's voice.
You opened the door “Hi, Bob. What's up ?”
He cracked a smile and pointed to you like you had just guessed something right “That's just it, nothing's up. “
You gave him a confused expression “Alright, what is not up ?”
He laughed “Ha, glad you asked. Nancy and I had our pictures taken and she got me this beautiful frame for it. But I can't seem to get it on the wall, my hands aren't what they used to be you see ?”
You understood what he wanted to ask you “Don't worry, Bob. I'll handle it. Do you have a hammer and nail ?”
“Oh thank you, (y/n) ! And yes, I got those. Follow me.” he was happy you had offered to help him.
Soon you were hitting a nail in the wall of his living room. You took the frame in your hands to hang it and looked at the picture inside “This is a great photo Bob. You two look very happy together.” you looked over your shoulder at him “Nancy is very sweet.”
“That she is.” he looked at the photo lovingly “You look very happy too lately. Does it have anything to do with that fella from the floor above ?”
You couldn't hide the smile on your face as you nodded “Yeah. Dex and I, I think I can say that we are dating now.”
Mr. Wilkinson smiled and you put the frame on the nail in the wall.
“Then it looks like we both are finding our way on the road to happiness again.” he looked proudly at the photo.
“It appears so. It's been a bumpy ride to say the least.” you turned to him.
“Life is a bumpy road, we all gotta stop one moment to put on new tires and try again.” Bob sighed “The journey is part of the gift we get in the end.”
You thought back to the past, the whole ordeal with Shaw, when you thought that it was going to be like that the rest of your life. And how it was now. You were free, in love with someone who treated you with respect. Dex had made the journey worth it.
“I like the sound of that.” you smiled at Mr. Wilkinson.
“Thank you for your help with this. I wanted to ask that fella of yours but he seemed in a hurry this morning.” he remarked.
“Probably a situation at work, he has a busy job.” you informed him “I am going to head back to my place. Fill in some more job applications.”
“Good luck, (y/n). It's not easy to find a job in the city these days.” he gave you a thumbs up as you left.
“Talk to you later, Bob !” you said before you walked out of his apartment and back to yours.
As evening fell, you were listening to some music while spending some time on youtube.
A noise drew your attention and you lowered the volume on your laptop.
You listened to see if you would hear it again and soon you did.
It sounded like the neighbours downstairs were having an argument and they were being pretty loud. Not loud enough for you to hear what they were shouting about though.
Someone knocked on your door again in a way that you were starting to get familiar with.
You walked to the door and opened it, finding Ally in front of you with a rather gloomy expression.
You didn't say anything as you opened the door wider to let her in.
“Dad came home early.” she said as she plopped down on a chair at the table. “Mom had to make up a story about her boytoy.”
You sat down opposite her “I'm guessing your dad didn't believe the story ?”
She shrugged her shoulders “Nope. This is how it always goes. He comes home, they start shouting at eachother.”
Ally looked a little pale, she tried to hide her real feelings about the situation “Do they shout at you too ?”
“Don't all parents ?” she sighed.
You shook your head “Not all the time.”
“I wish they would get a divorce. I mean, why don't they ? Dad isn't home much but he's nice to me. He doesn't make me feel like a burden.” she tried to smile but failed.
“You're not a burden, Ally. Not to me. You kind of remind me of a raccoon.” you smirked at her.
She raised a brow and scoffed “Because of my eyeshadow ?”
You shook your head “No, because you come and take my food.”
She rolled her eyes and a real smile appeared on her face “Okay.” she sighed “You know what I want ?”
“What's that ?” you asked her.
“I want to get out of this shitty building, no offence, and live in a big mansion.” she moved her hands as she daydreamed about it.
“None taken.” you chuckled “I once lived in a big mansion, you know. Wasn't that great, a bit like living in a school or something.”
“You did ?” her eyes widened.
“Uhuh. It was huge, but the view from the bedroom window was awful. There was a big wall around the place. And all you could see was this old statue of a guy holding a flag, it blocked all the view you could have.” you explained.
“And there goes another dream.” Ally said sarcasticly.
“Sorry.” you chuckled "Hey, Ally ?" A thought crossed your mind. "What ?" She looked at you curiously. "That guy who gave you the envelope, did he look familiar ? Was it someone who just delivers store flyers ?" You couldn't hide your curiousity about the blank letter. She thought for a moment and then shook her head "Nah. Never seen the guy before. He just thought you lived in our apartment I guess. Why ?" "I was wondering because the envelop was empty." You informed her. Ally furrowed her brow "Kinda creepy." You chuckled at her reaction until a feeling of dread crawled under your skin and your smile fell, could the guy who was following you on the street be the same person that brought the letter ? "Ally.." you feared the answer to your question. "What did the guy look like ?" She shrugged her shoulders "He had an ugly scar under his eye." Your chest heaved in relief, Shaw most certainly did not have a scar under his eye and neither did the guy who had creeped you out on the street. "I just told him you lived on the floor above us then he gave me the envelop and thanked me." She gave you a weird look. You nodded "Probably a salesmen after all. Almost got me spooked there." "Probably. He looked like one, dressed all fancy and stuff." Ally scoffed and chuckled “Hey, uh... can I use your restroom for a moment ?” she suddenly asks.
“Oh sure, it's right over there.” you pointed in the direction of the bathroom “Try not to trip over the boxes.” You laughed as you saw her push her way past the boxes to get to the bathroom.
As Ally was in the bathroom, you heard another knock on your door. You were quick to open the door, knowing it was probably going to be Dex as he usually came home around this time. You flung the door open enthusiastically, searching for his hazel colored eyes. Your heart dropped when your eyes weren't met with warm hazel colored ones, instead they were met with cold dark green ones. "Hello, my little dove."
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