"What are you doing?" Saracen asked, looking over his shoulder, watching Dexter stare determinedly at his phone. Dexter looked up, a shocked expression on his face; Saracen had knocked him back into reality.
"Oh- I'm taking an online quiz. Valkyrie showed it to me," Dexter said. He lifted his phone screen and showed Saracen.
"What's your… love language?" Saracen read the quiz's title out loud.
Dexter nodded, "Yup. Look it up and take the quiz yourself."
"What is it?"
"It's like… how we feel loved by other people. There's quality time, physical touch, acts of service, and receiving gifts. Uh.. oh, right, and words of affirmation, "
"Oh, I'll do that," Saracen pulled his phone out and began to find a quiz.
"Yours is definitely physical touch. I know, because you never fucking leave me alone."
Saracen shrugged, "You know you love me."
"Yes," Dexter sighed, "I do, somehow." Then he looked down at his phone screen and added, "Oh, the results are in."
Saracen leaned over, "What is your love language?"
"Quality time."
Saracen smiled sheepishly, "Awww, good thing we're always together!"
"Right. Because you never leave me alone," Dexter joked. Saracen opened his mouth to tell him to shut up, but his results had come in suddenly.
"You were right- it is touch," Saracen mumbled. Dexter looked down and kissed Saracen, "I told you."