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"what?" he almost chokes on his own spit when he asks

"its fucking pouring out here dex, theres no way i'm letting you drive under these conditions!"

it really wasn't this abysmal when he had first parked in front of your apartment complex, but of course he stalled for as long as he could, prompting and asking trivial questions to keep you on the passenger seat if only for a few minutes longer before you left him to sulk without your presence

"its not that bad" he answers, masking his nerves with a quirk of his mouth and a dismissive shake of his head, attempting to sound convincing while the downpour is hitting hilariously loud against the windshield of his car

"i can brew you some tea, y'know as a thank you for driving me home!" you crack a shy little smile, softening your features, something you have no idea makes dex's insides go molten

mostly everything you do has that effect on him now, the infatuation nearly consumes him whole on most days, at night he stares at the white of his ceiling counting the torturous minutes until he gets to see you again, sometimes he allows himself to play around with fantasies just to make the time passing more bearable

and its ironic how many of those fantasies began with something just like this, a cheeky invitation, a killer smile, being offered to tag along with you, a chance for him to finally step through the front door of your apartment, to have you beneath him in the same bed he's watched you sleep in (from a distance) countless times by now

but reality is quite different from his fantasies, in reality theres one huge and fucking pestering detail that would constantly foil his imagined scenarios from coming true the way he wants them to anyways...

"you can meet my rommate adrian! remember i told you about him?" you say, eyes lighting up the way they always do whenever you bring him up in conversation

dex fucking loathes to witness it, he seethes at the knowledge that the guy can make you smile like that even when he's not around

"that doesn't sound like a good idea" he near spits, the jealousy seeping from his words

"god, you say that about everything lately sourpuss" you answer, giggling when you see how dex gawks at your tone

you've always loved calling him names and pushing his buttons knowing all he ever does is give into you in the end

theres a beat of silence, a moment of you and dex staring at each other with quirking mouths, waiting in charged silence to see who pounces next

but then your phone buzzes-

"its him!" you say, a little bit concerned "he's asking me if i'm gonna be home anytime soon-"

dex cant fight the satisfied tug upwards of his mouth knowing he's managed to keep you from going back to adrian for this long

"oh no!" you exclaim, something high pitched that makes dex immediately snap his head towards you "i totally forgot today was keanu reeves movie night!" you whine with a little pout, texting adrian back frantically "damn it, i'm late!"

"sounds like a big deal" dex retorts with a mocking quirk of his brow, an unimpressed look on his face as he stares you down while you tap at your phone

"oh shut up dex!" you answer with a laugh that bursts naturally from you, heat evidently rising to your cheeks at his teasing

hes relishing in the way you playfully rolled your eyes at him before he can process you're already shoving your phone away and stepping out of the vehicle and into the downpour outside "just get outta the car already! you can wait out the rain upstairs-"

dex freezes in place for a few seconds, mouth hanging agape, eyes blinking a couple times in astonishment

he cant fucking stand that you left him alone without saying a proper goodbye or goodnight, he cant find it in himself to disobey your direct command either

dex steps out of the car in fear of disappointing you

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adrian is practically fuming as he stares at his phone screen, he keeps re-reading your texts over and over again

you: sorry! just got here, car broke down so dex drove me here

you: he's coming up by the way, play nice!

"are you fucking kidding me?" he whines out loud, a petulant sound no one is around to hear him make

dex, basically his nemesis, the person you spend almost every waking hour with ever since he got paired with you at work, the person who is supposedly just a coworker but you somehow can't shut up about when you talk about your shift at the end of every day

the person he's tried to convince you countless times is actually a fucking creep because you keep telling him he constantly remembers details about your life the way no one ever has before, that he pops out outta nowhere in places where he most definitely should't be in the first place

it all sounds far too familiar to adrian, who used to pull the same stunts with you back before your friendship ever solidified into the suffocatingly codependent arrangement that it is now

its funny how things worked out so beautifully for him all things considered

so of course it makes him furious, that it only took dex just a couple of months to infiltrate your lives so profusely

now he wants to steal movie nights too, he thinks

adrian's jaw twitches in anger, he breathes in and out slowly, trying to calm himself down before the elevator brings you both to the floor of your shared apartment

he jumps to his feet immediately when he hears your keys jingling and turning at the lock, not unlike a dog does when it hears it's owner come back after a long day

theres not even a few seconds between opening the door and you flinging yourself inside to wrap your arms around adrian's neck, hugging him with a chirpy and syrupy "hey ade!" that immediately makes his insides flutter with satisfaction

adrian hugs you back, wrapping both arms around your waist tightly, lifting you up until you squeal in protest and giggle the way you only do with him

he wants to make a statement, that much is clear, his face lifts from its place at the side of your neck to make eye contact with the tall and broad man standing at threshold of your home

adrian grins smugly at him while dex only cocks a challenging brow in response

"what happened to your car?" adrian asks, still hugging you, still holding suspicious eye contact with dex "why didn't you just call me?" he asks, more like complains, his voice going high at the end

"ugh! dont know! i couldn't get it to start but-" you answer, separating from adrian just enough to look back at dex who instantly meets your eyes with an encouraging raise of his brows and an easy smile "i was so lucky dex was still hanging around late after work, y'know with the rain and all, we can call the mechanic tomorrow-"

oh sure! real lucky, adrian thinks

adrian sees himself in dex immediately, and it really pisses him off

it only takes your dear roommate a few seconds of eye contact to figure out that dex was the one to ruin your car today, that the only reason he stayed behind at work was because he wanted to be the only one you could ask for help

y'know- exactly the kind of thing he would have done not so long ago

dex knows that adrian is growing suspicious, but all he does is stand upright and unmoving, a relaxed look on his face even though inside he's plotting violent acts

you cant sense it but theres a competitive antagonistic edge that emanates from their beings, their jealous and deranged fixation on you so fucking palpable to each other it makes the air feel dense and flammable

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dex knows something about your dear roomie that you most certainly dont 

he's known it from the very first week of him setting up a place in one of the top floors of the building just across the street from yours, the optimal high spot to spy on you through your window as often as he pleases

the third or fourth time he'd peered from his monocular and into your room to try to catch a glimpse of you getting ready for a friday night, thats when dex saw him

your roommate, tugging at himself with utter abandon on your very bed, face pressed down against your pillow

dex knows that adrian barges into your room sometimes when you're not there to stop him, that he makes himself at home amongst your things, that he grabs at any piece of clothing that you left on the floor and stuffs it right against his face to inhale your smell while his other hand slips inside his boxers, that he jerks himself off and smears his spent all over the piece of fabric, tosses it in your laundry basket and waits for you to come home only for you not to notice a single fucking thing

he also knows adrian's bugged one of your teddy bears with a small camera, that the thing has recorded and streamed up close the same scenes dex has only been able to watch from a distance

scenes of you, writhing in bed, a hand roughly placed over your mouth, stifling down your moans as you use your fingers to please yourself until you're arching up the bed, shaking and panting at the ceiling, blissfuly (and naively) unaware of the spectacle you're giving away to two very invested spectators

two spectators with right hands shoved down their underwear, mouth hanging completely open in awe at the sight of you, one watching from his computer, the other from across the street

and lucky for dex, almost as if it were a prize for him remaining at a distance at night-

he gets to have you all for himself for roughly 8 to 10 hours per day, the recent memories of his stalking still vividly playing inside his head as you and him carry on with your lived in routine of coworkers

and the thing is, recently, the lines between professional and friendly are starting to blur alarmingly fast

he could sense the shift in you when he started showing up on nights out with your friends (unexpected and uninvited) and you never even questioned it once

smiling so big at the sight of him, like it was only natural for him to be joined at your hip after spending so much time together on weekdays

always quick to drunkenly introduce him as "my partner, dex!" proceeding to needlessly correct yourself with "well- my work partner, my- cowork- ugh, y'know what i mean!"

he teased about it every single time "i think i like the sound of partner way better, makes it sound like i'm your boyf-" a giddy grin and an evil glint in his eyes when you could only push at his chest with a nervous laugh and a high pitched "stop it, this is so fucking inappropriate dex!"

he thrives in knowing the so called boundaries you had once set up for him at the beginning of your work relationship are slowly starting to crumble before his very eyes

dex relishes in knowing you've grown weak willed when it comes to denying him your attention and time outside of work too

now he gets to stand in your living room, a placed he never imagined he would be in so quickly, now he gets to square up and compete with the last person that stands in the way of you and him being together 24/7

and thats your damn pervert of a roommate

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"i know what you're doing by the way" adrian comments, his voice far too casual and conversational for the threatening edge it carries with it

he does it as soon as you're out of earshot, soon after you excused yourself to go take a quick shower and change before starting with the movie night

"what i'm doing?" dex retorts, a sly quirk of his mouth at the irony, eyes closed while shaking the towel you gave him over his dampened hair, smelling you all over it too, feeling his heart race knowing its gonna linger on him for a bit

"uh huh, i'm on to you-" adrian shoots back, his voice going tight and considerably deeper than how it sounded when he was talking to you just moments ago "they might not be able to tell that you're a fucking creep dude, but i can!"

dex scoffs, the nerve of this fucking guy, he thinks as his eyes instinctively scan around the room for possible murder weapons, but he already knows that if he were to throw or stab anything at adrian, that still wouldn't be nearly enough to be rid of him

dex has watched you both long enough to know that adrian is a metahuman, a hard to kill metahuman at that

so no, even if he would very much like to, murdering adrian is not an option (yet)

so they just stand there, fuming at each other, while adrian is a fiery wave of feelings, dex remains a tense but ticking time bomb

dex cracks his neck once before he asks with a deceivingly calm tone of voice and a self assured cock of his head "what about what you're doing buddy?", he smirks at the way adrian's eyes go huge for a single fleeting moment

"huh?! i- im not doing anything! the fuck are you talking about?" adrian retaliates, the nervous quickness of his words painfully giving him away already

"you're kidding right?" dex retorts simply, with a quirk of his mouth and a challenging knowing glint in his eyes "the teddy bear?"

in an instant, adrian realizes that dex is far more stealthy and far more deranged than he ever gave him credit for

now, the consequences are here to bite him in the ass

if dex is going down, he is damn sure gonna take adrian with him

adrian huffs, his jaw goes taut, his fingers flex over where he would regularly have his sheathed knife, but then-

"m'kay! im ready" you say, extra cheery, wringing a towel around your hair, freshly changed into your comfy shorts and a shirt that most definitely belongs to adrian

despite their growing tension, they both turn to you like a pack of wolves waiting to ambush their prey, pupils going wide at the sight of you

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adrian is clearly feeling insufferably smug when you're sitting on the couch between them both but your head is resting against his shoulder the way it's always done on movie nights with him

he leans his head over yours, a tight lip smile on his face when he hears the way dex sniffs out a frustrated sound

"i think i should head back now" dex's voice is wound tight as he lifts up abruptly from his side of the couch

truth is, he cant really stand another second of having to share you

"wait, no!" you say, grabbing at his hand instantly, something that makes dex's eyes open wide, his face to go red and adrian to seethe "the movies almost over, dont you wanna see how it ends?"

"i've seen it before" he lies, and he can tell you can tell, but that doesn't deter him at all, his nostrils continue to flair in anger, his hand remains clenched tightly around yours, like he's one bad move away from forcefully tugging you upwards with him

when he doesn't relent or doesn't move an inch backwards thats when you groan out "okay, fine! let me walk you out at least"

"i can come with-" adrian blurts out, eagerly and pathetically so-

"oh dont be silly ade, i'll be right back!"

dex practically has to rein himself in from not chuckling at the distraught look on adrian's face in response to your dismissive comment

he's also subtly smug about it, already planning on how he's gonna steal away precious minutes with you downstairs, maybe he'll have you in his car again when you least expect it

but then, your phone buzzes again

"oop one sec!" you get up from your place on the couch, walking towards the kitchen to answer a call that immediately leaves both adrian and dex befuddled and frozen in their spots

they both listen in on your conversation of course, like the fucking creeps they are

"yeah okay, perfect, ill see you then!" you say, right before hanging up

"uh- who was that?" adrian asks, a knot forming in his throat at the flirty tone of voice you were using on the phone

"oh just this guy i met at the bar the other day, gonna meet up with him tomorrow" you smile and shrug innocently, going to grab at your keys without even sparing them a glance

you're far too busy putting on some shoes with the purpose of walking dex out to notice your coworker and roomie staring at each other, a shared panic in their eyes, they were both so worried with themselves they failed to take into consideration something like this could happen

its a shame you can't see how their antagonistic flare silently reaches an understanding, the acknowledgment of a shared interest now being at risk

you, going out with some guy that isn't either of them (the two possessive weirdos who basically own your days an nights)?

stupid of you to think that could ever happen

as truly fucking selfish adrian and dex are, it's clear that they would rather coexist being freaks about you than not have access to you at all, and after your little phone call? they evidently would rather cooperate than have to see you get involved with anyone that isn't them