“You seem to like flowers. So... you should do it.” He smiled slightly. He nodded his head in agreement as his eyes scanned the seeds. He leaned his hips against the counter behind him and licked his lips.

"No. Not yet..." He laughed softly and licked his lips. He turned his eyes to the face opposite him and licked his lips. After a while, he turned his head to the side. "Have you never fought? Even if it was necessary?"

His lips curled upwards. As he took the bowl in his lap, he raised one eyebrow and planted a small kiss on Logan's temple. “Thanks.”

"Yes..." He smiled faintly. He seemed unaware that he was smiling. He could have chosen a flower... even if it was silly. He watched Winter as he wandered among the seeds.

Mm. #SeductiveSunday

Devil. 😈 #SeductiveSunday

You there? #SeductiveSunday

He nodded his head in agreement. Seeds, flowers... He wasn't interested in any of that. Instead, he followed Winter. He tried to keep his head from bumping into anything, occasionally shielding it with his hand. "Let's get you some flower seeds. A beautiful flower."

"Can I make a goat sound?" He smiled slightly. He raised one eyebrow. He didn't know why he said it. But still... He wanted to say it. He licked his lips and scratched his neck. "Forget it. Let's pretend I never said it, shall we?"

𝒩𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽. ・ 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚜𝚑𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚎・ ┏ ┓ ᴏᴄʀᴘ ᴀᴜʀᴘ ᴍᴠʀᴘ ┗ ┛ 𝙾𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 ♡

He frowned. He could sense discomfort on face opposite him. People who claimed not to know their own feelings could go to hell, because he knew them all too well! He paused for a few seconds and stepped back. He didn't want to upset someone, unless they were his enemy. Julie would have hated that.+

"Just as I thought..." He let the man drag him along. His lips curled upwards and he smoothed his hair. All the while, he was following Winter.

“Is there anything I need to protect you from on the way there? No offence, mate, but... you look like you'd take a candy offer from a bad guy.” He grumbled. He nodded in agreement and pointed the way. “Let's go, Heidi.”

"Definitely a human target. If I killed an animal, that would be truly psychopathic..." His lips curled upwards. He shook his head from side to side. Dex's talent wasn't something you'd see at any carnival. He licked his lips as he withdrew his fingers. "You've misunderstood me, sweetheart.+

𝐹𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁. ・ 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚊・ ┏ ┓ ᴏᴄʀᴘ ᴀᴜʀᴘ ᴍᴠʀᴘ ┗ ┛ 𝙾𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 ♡

𝒟𝒾𝒹 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝑜𝑜𝓂 ❔❔ ・ 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎 ・ ┏ ┓ ᴏᴄʀᴘ ᴀᴜʀᴘ ᴍᴠʀᴘ ┗ ┛ 𝙾𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 ♡

When he noticed the snake's disappointment, he sighed. If he hadn't listened to his therapist and started treatment, he wouldn't have cared, but he wanted to experience something in terms of emotions. He stretched his fingers forward and reached out his hand towards the snakes.+

His lips curled upwards and he nodded his head in agreement. "Hmm. My expectations are very high."

Which one?

"There are too many names... Really. He scowled. Even though he was sure it wouldn't bite him, he didn't like snakes. As he backed away, he brushed imaginary dust off his shoulder. He raised one eyebrow and watched the face opposite him for a moment. "Do you have the power to+

Should this have scared me or should I have liked it?

He raised one eyebrow. It couldn't be said that he liked snakes. He kept his eyes fixed on Aspis's face. He raised one eyebrow as he licked his lips. "Are you sure? They all look like they're going to bite me. That wouldn't be very nice. You know... They're not very polite."

As he reached out his hand to him, he gently squeezed it. “Benjamin Poindexter. You can call me Dex if you like. Or whatever you want...” He smiled softly. “Really? Oh... Thanks.”

He crossed his arms over his chest. Keeping his eyes on the man, he pushed the gun away. “Does it matter? Anyway, what was your name?”

"Hmm. Actually, someone closer. One of your old enemies. I didn't ask his name. But he hated you."

“Like Medusa?” He raised his eyebrows. “I won’t tell anyone what I’ve been working on.”

“So, what are you?”

“Oh, another God?”

“You don't seem bothered by it.”

“Hello my dear target...”

He smiled slightly. He raised one eyebrow. "Hmm. Let's see what you can do."

He smiled faintly. When he noticed that the man was smiling back at him, he frowned. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Are the seeds that important to you?"

𝒪𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉. ・ 𝚂𝚊𝚖 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚜𝚘𝚗 ・ ┏ ┓ ᴍᴄᴜʀᴘ ᴀᴜʀᴘ ᴍᴠʀᴘ ┗ ┛ 𝙾𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 ♡

"No problem. Have a good look around, alright? I'm sure you'll find it... And when you do, we can eat." He walked backwards. A small smile played on his lips as he put his hands in his pockets. "Look wherever you want."

"Ah, no. I'm not trying to be better. Fisk doesn't want that. It's just... We're both happy this way." He tilted his head to one side. He looked at the box and shook it gently. He opened the box; it was completely empty. "There are no seeds here. I'm sure... They're gone."

Was this a trick? Why was he so curious? He frowned and watched Winter's face. He stared at her face for a while. "Hm. I suppose we've both done things. Bad things... We don't get along well anymore." He reached out his hand towards Winter. "Let's look at the sunflower seeds."

"Fisk is my enemy. He wants to kill me... I'm sure he'll send someone to my house to trick me..." There was a slight smile on his lips. He raised his hands and continued speaking in sign language. "And it could be anyone..."

He paused for a few seconds while looking at the man's face. He released the man's throat as he looked at his face. He frowned as he stepped back. "Benjamin Poindexter. And I'm sure there are no sunflower seeds here."

He didn't take his eyes off the man. He didn't believe this trick. He was probably an assassin. But the problem was, how had he gotten so close to Dexter? As he approached the man, he pushed him against the wall and grabbed him without choking him. "Who sent you? Fisk?"

His eyebrows furrowed even more. Was this a trick? He licked his lips while keeping his eyes on the text. His gaze had found the man. He didn't look like an assassin. "I'm sorry... Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"What are you looking for here?" He stares at reader.

“are you okay, swettie?”

He tried to turn his head back to straighten up. "Oh... Why?"

❝𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀: 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴. 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗸. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲.❞ ♦ 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞 / 𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘴 (𝘭𝘦𝘸𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯) ♦ 𝘖𝘊 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘍𝘔𝘈 ♦ 𝘋𝘔𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘖𝘖𝘊 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵!) ♦ 𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺: 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘏𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘨

━━━━⊱💎⊰━━━━━━━━━━ • ᴀ ᴋᴇᴇɴ ᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ • ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʜᴀɴᴅ • ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢᴘɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴄɪʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏʀᴋ ♡ + ↻ ━━━━━━━━━━⊱💎⊰━━━━

“What? What have I done?”

“Dex... No.”

“Dex. Yes.”

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