*Malba patiently waits for his lover to take in his words--he knows they aren't exactly easy for Zelos to believe. Zelos' reaction, that shy little laugh, that nervous demeanor, it's all pretty expected, adorable, and really? He'll count it simply being called "crazy" as a victory. His smile widens as he meets those expressive blues, his own face so fucking warm.*
Sweet, huh. Guess, uh... heh. Guess you just... just bring that out in me, then, huh? *he softly remarks, pressing another kiss to Zelos, this one to his temple.*