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Hey Lassie have you ever ridden on Shawn's motorbike? Like with both of you on it.

- Unfortunately, yes. There was an emergency during a case, and O'Hara had taken my car after promising to be back in "literally five minutes." It was either wait for some uniforms to pick me up and lose valuable time or that damn motorcycle.

+ (It was fun. He was a scaredy Lassie -- like a little kid wanting to get off the roller coaster. Turns out trying to be a speed demon isn't fun when he's not driving.)

- That thing doesn't even have seatbelts. All there was between me and the pavement was my arms around your waist and that flimsy helmet that could easily break.

+ And my completely awesome driving skills.

- ...Uh-huh. And how many wrecks have you been in?

+ Well. Uh.

- Not to mention if someone started shooting at us.

+ Why would they?

- We were on a case! It could have been dangerous. And even if not, who knows what other nutcases are out there just looking for a reason to put a bullet into someone with a badge?

+ You were completely safe. I would have psychically sensed if there was a shooter.

- Would not.

+ Would too.

- You're not psychic!

+ And yet you got on the bike with me. Either you maybe sort of believe the psychic thing or you trust me a lot, Lass.

- Are those my only two options?

+ Temporary insanity?

- Ah, that one. That one's it.

+ Hey!

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What's your favorite part of the other's (and your own) body?

+ I might be a little in love with Lassie's hands. And his ears but that's mostly because they'll blush and even perk up a little when he's happy. Ooh, and his eyes. As for me, I mean there's my hair, head, shoulders, knees, toes, and of course-mmph! Mmmaphie!!

- I don't have the time or the patience to listen to you wax poetic about how pretty you are. Promise to behave, and I'll move my hand. Promise?

+ Rurr. Ehs. Omiss.

- Good. As for me, I guess my legs? I'm good at running. But I'm not particularly attached or overly fond of any part of me, I guess.

+ ...Lassie? You forgetting something?

- Hm?

+ You called me pretty, now back it up.

- Oh. Ah. I mean, there's a lot of him -- you -- that I like. But your neck probably wins out. It's always there-

+ As most body parts are.

- Shut it, Spencer. You frame it with your open, slightly unbuttoned shirts, and you know it. So it's always there, waiting for me to kiss or bite at it. It's good.

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Shawn, have you ever called Lassiter "Binky" again since the whole 'Old Senora' thing? Lassiter, have you developed the use of any nicknames for Shawn?

+ I have, yeah, but not very often and not to tease him. It's one of the few happy things he actually has from his childhood, and I don't want to ruin it by making fun of him.

- Which is surprisingly considerate.

+ Anything for you, my Binky-boo.

- I'm not good at nicknames. Shawn more than makes up for that. Shawny. Every now and then.

+ Lassie's selling himself short. He's good at using pet names. Sweethearts, honeys, and so on, but usually not in front of other people.

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What's your idea of a romantic evening?

- We don't really do romantic that well. Sometimes we'll just spend the evening together not doing much of anything, but that doesn't happen often.

+ We're both kind of twitchy. We get bored easy. Quiet nights are good every now and then, but most of the time we'd both rather be doing something.

- So our "romantic evenings" are usually more active. Shawn finds something to drag me to, some half-thought-out scheme, and we go from there.

+ And then we drag ourselves in after a while when we're both kinda wore out and settle in for some TV and/or quality together time.

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Lassie, what is the sweetest thing Shawn has ever done for you? And Shawn, what is the sweetest thing Lassie has ever done for you?

- On the anniversary of the day I signed the divorce papers. Shawn let me have my space for about half the day. The rest of it I spent with him. Forgetting the past, enjoying the present, and looking forward to the future. It was one of the best days I'd had in a long time.

+ There was a string of tough cases for the both of us, and what little time we spent together, we were usually too tired to do much except snip at each other or argue. I was starting to get worried that maybe this was a bad thing for the both of us, and I... I was actually considering moving on. From Santa Barbara. When we got to the weekend, Lassie went out of his way to apologize for the way he'd been acting without demanding or expecting me to apologize too. He made me feel safe and wanted, but I was still sort of panicky? Relationships are all confusing and everything to me most of the time. He talked me through it and helped me understand without making it into a big deal. And it still sort of was. But it was fine. It was actually really good.

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Do you ever try to pick out clothes for each other?

+ Yeah. Sort of. I think he needs to be a little bit more casual, and he says I need to look like less of a slacker. I hid most of his ties-

- Hid?

+ Hid, donated to Goodwill, to-may-to, to-mah-to. Not like you didn't do the same thing to me.

- I didn't donate that hoodie, Shawn. I had it burned. For good reason -- the living room still smells like-

+ Oh come on, you're so full of it! The couch stopped smelling after like the first few weeks.

- You're immune. The rest of us are not.

+ Whatever. Point is, yeah we do maybe get a little bit picky about the way the other one dresses. But it sort of evens out. Lassie actually wears sweatpants when he's lazing around the house now and again when he didn't used to.

- And Shawn cleans up extremely well when he actually puts effort into it.

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How and when did you realize you liked each other?

+ I realized I liked Lassie pretty early on. I mean, sure, he was a total grouch and kind of mean, but he was fun to mess with. The whole actual feelings thing took longer. But he was this good guy who wanted to do good things even though he was a grouch and mean and paranoid as hell. I think the first time I really realized it was back when he was still married. She called him at the station about something, and he just looked so sad and miserable during the conversation and after it was over. And I just sort of realized that I wanted him to be happy. Shortly followed by the fact that I wanted to make him happy however I could. And yeah it took a while to figure out what that meant exactly, but I got there.

- My feelings were a little harder to figure out. Once I realized he was actually trying to help people in his own special way, I began wanting him to succeed. I mean, I wanted him to fail because he was an annoyance. I wanted him to be embarrassed and slightly out of his element all the time, but I wanted him to help in the end because he wasn't in it for the paycheck. He was in it for the adventure and to see things done right. And while he was still in the way, I didn't mind it as much. Realizing I liked him was an ordeal. But I found myself thinking about his file again and about all of his jobs and how he'd always moved on in the end, off to some new adventure, and I... That tore me up. The idea of him leaving. At some point, the irritating little jerk became important to me, and I wanted him to stay. Because life without him seemed like it would be boring in comparison.

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Whose idea was it to get a tumblr and why did you want to do it? Did the other need convincing?

- Whose idea do you think it was?

+ ...Yeeeaaaah. I was really bored one day at the office and had this great idea! But Gus didn't want to "waste time" with me when we had nothing better to do, so I had to rope Lassie into it. And yeah, he needed a lot of convincing and still fusses about it. But he's actually really easy to distract and convince once you know how.

- Do you go out of your way to make the both of us sound as depraved and sexually obsessed as humanly possible or is it somehow unintentional?

+ Little bit of both.

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Have two tried roleplaying in the bedroom?

+ Like I said. Me and Lassie's desk are very good friends. And Lassie's handcuffs. And Lassie's angry interrogation don't-mess-with-me-punk growl. Mm. And that's only one extremely delicious flavor.

- A simple yes would have sufficed.

+ But what's the point without the juicy details?

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If you two were to go on a trip where would you guys go?

+ Hmmmm. See, that's kind of tricky. Because I know it'd drive Lassie nuts, but I love a good road trip. Singalongs, car games, eating at random restaurants and just going to see whatever there is in the town with the hotel we're staying at that night -- that's fun. But it's just spontaneous rambling around. I have no idea where I'd want us to end up! Except I guess back in Santa Barbara again eventually.

- I'd never be able to do that.

+ Yeah, you're more focused on the destination. I'm all about the journey.

- The problem with all of this is that you think most of what I do for fun is boring.

+ Because it is, Lass! But that's fine. Really. If you could deal with me on a road trip -- a feat only mastered by Gus and my mom, by the way -- I think I could deal with an hour or two of boring here and there. Or you could go do whatever while I pilfer through gift shops or something.

- So if I, for instance, wanted to take a tour of Civil War battlefields?

+ I'd be a-okay with that. So long as we got to do stuff that's fun for me, too!

- I think we could manage that.

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What you guys favorite position(s) to do the diddy? *wink wink*

+ Okay, can we just take a minute to appreciate the phrasing of this question? I mean, "do the diddy"? That's hilarious. I almost shot smoothie out of my nose. Good job, anon!

- Don't start calling it that. Please. And do we really have to answer this?

+ Oh, Lassifrass. Of course we do! But this question is a little vague. There's so many options to choose from! But, like, personally. I really enjoy being on my back. I love seeing Lassie's face, especially when he's the hot fudge topping on my delicious soft-serve ice cream. But between me, you, and the rest internet? Lassie has a personal office -- not sure why, cause if he has to work late he kinda has to stay at the station most of the time, but he still somehow manages to keep working anyway -- but yeah, bugging him while he's trying to get stuff done and actually getting bent over that desk may be the greatest thing ever? Girlish swoons.

- ...I'd rather not talk about this.

+ Fair's fair, Lassie. I did it, so you have to, too.

- When did that become the rule?

+ About five seconds ago.

- I seriously don't like you. But... I guess. When we don't make it to the bedroom and I pin Shawn against the wall. That's pretty good. And. I like Shawn on his back. Or riding me.

+ You just like making me do all the work.

- Yes. Your point?

+ Ooh, and there's also when I'm on top, I really, really like Lassie all spread out for me. On his back, front, whatever, just when he's all mine to do whatever I want with. It's awesome.

- Or spooning. With you. Um. You know.

+ I knew you liked being the little spoon during sexytimes! And Saturday Morning Handjobs Plus Lazy Snuggles. Always good. I think that covers the basics?

- The basics?

+ Now, for a more in-depth study-

- Spencer, no.

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Describe the first kiss you had together!

+ Okay, gather around, guys, gals, and everyone else -- it's storytime! So we're on our third date, right? And it's our first time really doing stuff together. Like. The squishy, touchy stuff.

- Romantic?

+ Yeah, that! Like, holding hands and that thing you do where you're both leaning towards each other and talking quietly and the rest of the world doesn't really exist because you're too caught up in each other. We're walking down the boardwalk in the middle of this crowd, and it's like there's no one else there. We're laughing at something -- pretty sure it was a joke I told-

- Yeah right.

+ Anyway, we're just puttering along, enjoying the sunset -- have I mentioned I look really good in that lighting? -- and we're leaning closer while we're laughing and we were totally about to kiss when out of nowhere, someone interrupts us!

- "Someone". She was your ex. And she was very, very happy to see you.

+ Haley, yeah. So there's this really long, awkward conversation where she asks if I'm seeing anyone and I tell her yes but can't give her details because Lassie hadn't told Jules yet and I didn't want to push him or make this more awkward than it already was. So she gets really upset and tells me I'm just being a flake and a jackass, and I can't... I don't like seeing people upset? Especially not when it's my fault, so I reassure her and talk to her until she calms down and by the time she leaves, Lassie's not a happy camper.

- She was right. You are a flake and a jackass.

+ And you weren't sure if you could handle it. Or if I'd changed, which I totally had. I mean, I dated Haley way back when I just moved back to Santa Barbara. Long time ago. But yeah, we start arguing, and it goes on and on and on.

- You can't blame me for being paranoid, Shawn.

+ And I don't! But seriously, this was almost a Henry-worthy level of terrible argument. We find a quiet spot where there's not many people around, and we just keep going. And I think we'd agreed that this was a bad idea?

- Basically. Around the time the insults started.

+ And like most things between us, it got a liiiittle physical.

- You pushed me.

+ You were crowding me! But, uh, after that, Lassie stepped closer, had me practically pinned between a wall and him, and I think we both sort of realized that we didn't mind it?

- Mostly, I just needed you to shut up. You called me Head Detective Pricklypants, and I was so frustrated-

+ But you were trying so hard not to laugh at that one.

- ...Maybe. But I wanted to be mad at you, and I didn't know what else to do.

+ So clearly the obvious conclusion was to shove your tongue down my throat.

- You reciprocated.

+ Hell yes, I reciprocated. That was possibly the hottest thing in the world at that exact moment.

- After that, the argument stopped. I think we agreed that we needed a day or two to think it over?

+ Yeah. But then we went back to the Psych office with takeout, and you ended up hanging around to watch TV for like four hours. We got caught up again. Like earlier. When you left...

- I kissed you goodbye.

+ Against your better judgment, and look how well it turned out? And I haven't teased you about not being impulsive ever since! And then the detective and the psychic lived happily ever after.

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Kittens or puppies?

+ I have to choose? That's just mean!

- Puppies.

+ Well that was quick. I didn't figure you for a dog person.

- A dog could keep the squirrels out of the yard.

+ Yeah, but it would also need to be walked and played with and petted, bathed. Cats are self-sufficient snuggle buddies.

- So you're choosing kittens?

+ No. Not yet. You're just surprising me -- not supposed to do that, Lassie. Figured you'd want a low-maintenance pet.

- I'm dating you, and you think I prefer low maintenance?

+ ...Okay yeah, point taken.

- So which is it for you?

+ Well. Kittens, duh. If you're going to get a puppy, I can get a kitten, best of both worlds!

- I don't think that's how it works.

+ It is now!

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Do you ever handfeed each other, and, if so, what's your favorite food to do that with?

+ Every now and then! When I'm too lazy or Lassie's too tired to go get snacks for ourselves. I, personally, am a fan of pineapple chunks. Deliciousness and Lassie's fingers get sticky so I get to lick them too.

- Popcorn. For me, anyway.

+ Trust me. He's mega adorable when he's really tired. All leaning on me, making sleepy noises, asking for bits of popcorn while he pretends to watch the TV and tries to stay awake.

- Did you really have to tell them that?

+ Uhhh yes?

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Shawn, what is Lassie's most annoying habit? Lassie, what's Shawn's? You can only choose one

+ Lassie has a sort of oral fixation or something? Like I think every pen and pencil in the house has teeth marks on it. He chews gum, matchsticks, toothpicks, straws, so on. And like it's not that he makes noise or anything while he does it, it's just annoying? And I know I'm the last person who gets to complain about that. But it's really distracting and weird and I can't not notice it, yknow?

- Shawn has a tendency to turn everything into a game or competition even when it's inappropriate. Approaching serious subjects with him is an exercise in bashing my head against a brick wall. He is capable of it, but he has to go through the childish attempts of avoidance and diversion first, and that? Gets tiring.

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Have the two of you told Gus and Juliet? If yes, what were their reactions?

+ Of course! Like one of the first things I did was tell Gus, and I don't think Lassie was that far behind telling Jules.

- A week or two. But of course I told her. I trust O'Hara with my life on a day-to-day basis. Trusting her enough to tell her who I was seeing -- once I was certain it was serious -- was a no-brainer.

+ Gus was sort of weirded out at first. Mostly because we worked with Lassie and he saw how we interacted. He was concerned, I guess?

- A little. He attempted to interrogate me.

+ Anyway, yeah, once he was sure it wasn't like some weird joke or prank or something, he was totally supportive! He'd ask me how dates and stuff went -- though he'd always stop me from sharing naughty details. And he'd give me advice when I needed it. He's my best friend. I never expected anything less.

- O'Hara was, understandably, a little confused. She thought it was a joke at first, but she knows that I don't joke very well. We had a long talk at our next stakeout. Standard stuff.

+ Except with Jules it was about 50% more adorable because she tries not to hurt your feelings even when she's being really super-duper nosy.

- ...Not that I'd call my partner 'adorable', but yes. And afterwards, she was fine with it.

+ She'd giggle when she saw us together.

- She thought we were "cute".

+ Dude, she still thinks so.

- Anyway. Point is. She's been a good friend.

+ Yeah, they both have. And I mean, they have their weird points sometimes too, but on the whole, they've been really awesome about it. It's great.