I was always a little suspicious when someone said there were only 5 love languages. After some years of gathering, here are some additions that I have found with my wife and family:

• writing/singing jolly love songs by the water with s’mores
• texting rude or risque memes
• sitting on them
• farting in the other room (not while sitting on them)
• youthful deep-esophageal belching
• saying anything in a British accent
• peppering them with questions, frequently yes/no questions
• telling a person to drive safely, wear your seat belt, keep your shoes on, and call me when you get there
• making chicken sounds
• hurting, pinching, pummeling, biting, tickling
• telling them they are a dork, etc.
• playing footsie under the covers (a form of sign language)
• enduring the agony of listening to them describe a dream
• eating food for them (food that they want but know they shouldn’t eat)
• watching (another) sci-fi series with them on Netflix
• not saying a damn thing for a while