Dexter
After the startling realization that he finally knew what finding his "one" true love meant, Dexter had slept over at Jessie's. He didn't want her thinking that he wasn't actually okay and knew that the surest way to do that was to stay with her the whole night, being the good boyfriend. The next morning, he awoke to her kisses on his neck, and her soft, warm skin pushing against him.
"You've got work soon," she whispered after slowly moving up to his lips.
He nodded, yawning. She waited patiently for him to finish, sliding back a bit as he stretched his sleepy muscles. Smacking his lips after the yawn, he forced himself to sit up and rubbed his eyes.
"Dexter," she said, drawing his gaze. "I'm really sorry about... you know."
He smiled, lifting her chin with a single finger. "I
