I need more dexzimbits omg wow rarepair hell. Any chance of a fic where Dex drops the fines w zimbits and the team find out why and start fining him too bc he is sappy af
Ok we’re doing this in bullet fic form right now because I can make this so much better later.
When Jack started talking about Valentine’s Day, Dex shied away from the conversation a bit. He was still so new to this that sometimes he had to be reminded that yes, they were in it together for the long haul. They’d agreed (mostly Bitty and Dex convinced Jack) that they should keep it simple.
“Just dinner,” Dex murmurs over the phone. He’s on a Murder run while Bitty’s working on dinner as Jack’s driving back from the airport. Dex has learned in the approximately two weeks he’s been in a relationship that, sometimes, brief encounters can be extremely meaningful.
“Hmm, dinner and one gift,” Jack counters.
“I make dinner and each person gets one gift,”
“I take us to dinner and I get you flowers?”
“I don’t even like flowers,” Dex scrunches his nose. “Sorry, you meant Bits.”
“No hun, he meant you too,” Bitty chuckles. “But you’re right, that’s not very fair to you.”
“Look, it’s fine guys,” “we can have dinner, you can exchange gifts. I’m seriously too new to this to honestly care if I get anything.”
“Will,” Jack protests. Dex likes the way his name rolls off Jack’s tongue. It makes him feel mature and upstanding, instead of young and awkward.
“Jack please don’t make a big deal out of Valentine’s Day,” “I just want to spend time with you, both of you.”
“Yeah?” Will and Jack chorus. They all laugh despite the obvious tension.
“How about I make dinner, and each person gets one thing from the other two?”
“Only if I can help,” Dex counters.
“Deal,” Bitty triumphantly huffs.
“That sounds great,” Jack agrees.
“Honey, how far away are you?”
“Twenty miles,” Jack responds.
“I’m leaving the store now,” Dex adds because half the time he can’t tell who Bitty’s talking to. It’ll probably get easier once he’s settled on nicknames and Dex knows what names are his.
“That’s great, I love you”
“Love you too,” they chime in
Dex can hear Ransom in the distance shouting fine as he hangs up. Dex trudges back to house with the corn starch, sugar, yams, and other shit Bitty requested. They’re not intentionally keeping their relationship a secret. But it’s new and there’s a lot of uncharted territory. It’s nice not to have everyone breathing down his neck.
The rest is a bullet fic for now