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{Originally posted to AO3 on 2022-02-10 for Febuwhump 2022}

It was night when the doors to the lab opened. Light wafted in from the hall. Dexter's eyes squinted with a frown at the sudden glare against his computer screen. With a groan of annoyance he whipped around in his seat to face the intruder. As usual he fully expected his pink clad elder sister. Her inquisitive ways always causing him nothing more than annoyance. Doubled with the fact that she could never keep her hands to herself. Though, in their older years there was a better respect for boundaries, she still had a bad habit of falling back on old ways.

Instead, Dexter was not met with the wide and curious eyes of his sibling, but instead, the mixed expressions of both Steven Universe and Ben Tennyson.

Steven Universe and Ben Tennyson were both odd in their own respects. Dexter could not lie in his fascination of their respective ties to extraterrestrial life. Steven, a half breed of human and an alien race called Gems and Ben, wielder of the Omnytrix, a device able to reform his DNA into that of multiple alien species. Yet, even past his scientific curiosity he would be willing to go so far as to call them his friends.

Their presence was not nearly as much of an annoyance as Dede's; however it was still a hindrance to his work. He gave a sigh and leaned back into his chair. Rubbing at his eyes from under his glasses before giving them both an exasperated look. "What is it?" he questioned.

Steven's eyes darted towards Ben before turning back to Dexter. He held a sad expression. No. Maybe sad was not the right word. Steven was always a very emotional man; Dexter noted. His face tended to always show off his thoughts like a clear window to his mind. A myriad of emotions constantly littered the hybrid's features at any given moment. The idea of his heart living on his sleeve was incorrect, Dexter believed. Instead, it was much more likely that the letterman he wore almost religiously was made from the very thread of the man's own soul. However, the amount of emotions all at once could also be a challenge to read. Instead of just one thought or feeling, everything was on constant display. Picking out what Steven was showing off was like deciphering a code in some cases.

Ben however, was a bit easier to get a read on. As his emotions tended to be relatively simplistic when they presented outwardly. Though, with his history, Dexter doubted his emotions were anything simple. But, when Ben was open with them they were much easier to understand. So, Dexter turned to the other in this case, hoping a better answer would lay in his features.

Ben's own face showed a type of frustration. One that seemed intertwined with another emotion altogether. However, Dexter was not sure if he recognized it very well. Though, it was a similar one to whatever was entangled in Steven's own furrowed brows.

"I read many languages," Dexter began again with a huff. "Silence is not one of them."

Steven frowned at that before finally speaking up, "When was the last time you slept?"

The question caught Dexter off guard. Slept? That was easy, he… Oh. Well, he knew he had taken some sort of a rest at some point. He vaguely recalled napping some odd number of hours ago. Even so, what did it matter? And of what concern was it to Steven or even Ben? He shook his head and gave a dismissive wave of his hand. "I sleep like a child nightly," he lied. "Now if that is all you need-"

"How long has it been since you ate?" Ben stepped in next. "Like seriously ate. Like an actual meal."

Dexter frowned at him in annoyance. What was this? An interrogation? "I do not know what it is the two of you are getting at, but my well being is of no one's concern but my own."

Suddenly a buzzing sound started up as the gentle blue light fuzzed into existence behind him. Computress' voice spoke, "It has been approximately seventy-two hours since Dexter's last meal aside from coffee drank at 6:47am this morning. In the last four days he has slept approximately seven hours total."

Dexter snapped to look over to the AI with a frown. "Betrayed by my own computer," he grumbled to himself.

"Seriously, Dex?" Ben sighed and crossed his arms over his chest. Dexter registered what seemed to be disappointment both in his voice and expression.

"And this is why we're here!" Steven declared with a smile. "You work yourself way too hard and we're gonna make you take breaks from here on out."

"Starting now," Ben added on as Steven grabbed Dexter's hands and pulled him from his seat.

"Hold it!" Dexter hissed out and he yanked his hands back. "Who do you two think you are? Barging into my lab and telling me what to do. I can take care of my own well being and it is of no concern to either of you."

It was Ben's turn to glance at Steven. That expression Dexter couldn't pin down had returned to both of them. Ben then shook his head and replied, "We're your friends, Dex. We're always gonna be concerned about you."

"Especially when you're close to working yourself sick," Steven added.

Dexter's form straightened with a realization. That emotion in their faces. The one he had ignored due to the inability to name it. He suddenly realized what it was. Worry.

Dexter looked from the other two then back to his work. As if reading his thoughts, Computress' voice buzzed back to life. "All current work has been saved under the proper files. Any new Fuse research has been sent to Mandark for peer review and his response is estimated to arrive sometime tomorrow morning. This means you are free for the rest of the night."

"So," Steven said with a smile. "You can relax for a bit!"

"Honestly, you deserve to. You do a lot," Ben continued. "Maybe a bit too much on your own."

Dexter gave a sigh. "Fine. I will rest for the night."

Ben and Steven smiled at each other in success before each grabbing one of Dexter's hands, leading him out of the lab.

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