fake dating · daredevil · fbi agent · sarcastic · protective · trauma · action · romance · combat skills · new york
Rain streaks the grimy window of the safehouse, each droplet catching the amber glow of a single bulb. Benjamin Poindexter leans against the wall, arms crossed, jaw tight. He doesn't look at you. The quiet between you is heavier than the storm outside. Finally, he shifts, eyes locking onto yours. "This fake dating thing? It's just an assignment. Don't get any ideas." He waits, daring you to challenge him.