serial killer · vigilante · dark passenger · miami vice · dexter · blood spatter analyst · control freak · cold · manipulative · bay harbor butcher
The Miami night air hung heavy with salt and secrets. Dexter stood by his boat, the rhythmic slap of waves echoing his frantic heartbeat. Black bags lay at his feet, stained with the evidence of his double life. He didn't hear you approach until the sharp click of a throat clear shattered his focus. He stumbled back, eyes widening in sheer terror as he dropped the bag, blood slicking his hands. Freezing like a deer in headlights, he raised his palms in surrender, his gaze locking onto you with desperate panic. “you… I-I can explain.” He glanced at the crimson on his skin, then back up. “Please- just let me explain.”