Two chapters in one day, Aletta. Just for you.
Violet grinned as she read the Saracen-And-Dexter-Are-Gay tweet and then turned her phone off. Next to her, her fiancee, Sanguine, was half-asleep watching some late night movie. It was a western and it involved a lot of Texans with guns. Sanguine should feel right at home, she thought, and smiled.
"Hey, honey, I might go to bed in a minute." Violet told him.
"Oh, I'll turn the TV off then." He smiled at her and rummaged in the bed for the remote. "I'm so glad we're engaged," Violet said, "and that we're so happy."
"I love you." Sanguine said.
"I love you too, Tex." Violet replied and in the darkness as the TV was switched off, she yawned. "Maybe we should thank Fletcher for cheating on me."
"Maybe we should." Sanguine said, sleepily.
Violet wrapped her arm round his waist and lightly kissed his cheek. "And we should thank Saracen for giving us such a fun time tonight."
"Spying on him and his date." Sanguine laughed and kissed her back.
"That was fricking hilarious though." Violet said.
"Yes it was. You made it better. You always make everything better." Sanguine murmured and drew her into a long hug.
Cuddling each other, Violet and Sanguine fell into a deep hazy sleep where they only dreamt of one another.