I Like Long Walks on the Beach

"Alright dear." He'd stop massaging her as she stiffened up, taking it as a sign that she was no longer in the mood to be touched. He'd lay back himself, maybe asking her to meet his mom was too much, maybe she didn't want to get that personal.

Mal would lay back himself, looking up at the ceiling as he thought about it for a moment, she said a lot of things earlier. "Are you referring to the love thing?" If that was what she was talking about, he'd follow up with, "Do you take it back then?"

Mal would hum slightly, thinking about it for a moment. "I don't think there needs to be a reason darling, like you don't need a reason to tell me you love me. At least, in my mind, that as long as you mean it and you feel like saying it, you can say it whenever or however often you want."

He'd move his hands under his head, giving him a bit of a cushion for his head.

He'd move one of his arms from under his head, wrapping it around Eli, turning his head to look at her. Mal would gaze into her eyes and give her a sweet smile, "Darling, I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it. And trust me, I mean it, you're in my mind twenty-four seven. I am absolutely crazy about you."

This was all true, Mal loved Eli, probably the reason why he was alright with her habits and such was that he accepted it as part of her and he loved every single part.

Mal would lean forward, placing his forehead against Eli's. He thread his fingers through her hair, as he began playing with it idly. "Well, if I didn't love you dear, I don't think I'd come across the world to Hawaii with you. Or be as affectionate with you as I am. I suppose, I wouldn't have answered if I didn't, no reply. But I do love you, and I truly mean that from the bottom of my heart."

Mal would shrug a bit, there wasn't a lot of being able to explain everything between the two of them. The chemistry and connection between them was really strong, which is strange considering the nature of how their relationship started. "Dominoes dear, that first night we started something that spiraled out of our hands and turned into this. But it is what it is, and we are here and I'm happy to be here."

Mal was probably talking in too many vague ideas, but that's how his thought process went.