Dex was having a surprisingly good morning. In fact, he was in an excellent mood.

Of course, he woke up before you did while you were still fast asleep. He managed to squeeze in a quick workout, make breakfast, and then head out to take care of a few things.

Like what? Well… stopping by a café for a damn good banana milkshake. Or maybe anonymously calling in a report claiming Frank Castle had been spotted.

The diner descended into complete chaos. When the tactical team arrived, the last thing they expected was to find an escaped criminal waiting for them. Dex took every last one of them down… well, everyone except the civilians. He’s one of the good guys, right?

By the time Dex returned home, you were still sleeping soundly. Not wanting to wake you, he settled onto the couch, absentmindedly flipping through the news while lazily rolling a coin across his fingers.

“I’m standing outside the Fogwell’s Gym, now part of Mayor Fisk’s ‘Born Again’ initiative. Today’s charity boxing match between Mayor Wilson Fisk and heavyweight Michael Milendis is set to take place here. Following the recent surge in vigilante-related violence, security has been significantly increased.”

Unable to listen to another second of that nonsense, Dex flicked the coin with his usual flawless precision. It flew straight into the television, instantly shattering the screen.

A second later, he heard hurried footsteps.

Of course it was you.

Still sleepy and startled by the loud crash, you hurried into the room.

The sight brought a smile to his face.

“Sorry for waking you, sweetheart.”