Mitchell pretended to groan, though the laughter in his throat gave away his real amusement. "Only you could get away with calling me cute. I mean really, it makes me sound like a puppy or something." Even if he did, on occasion, have pleading puppy eyes when he wanted something.
He loved the feel of her kisses on his neck, and really loved the way it made his heartbeat speed up, made a heat rise in him. All human reactions, the way it was supposed to be. He'd forgotten how good it felt to be human and alive.
"And you're the best thing to ever happen to me," he smiled up at her, enjoying the sight of her smile. And it was true, no one had ever really accepted him so completely the way she had. There had been Annie, who loved him and feared him at the same time, and Josie who had been terrified at first but grew to love him and then decided to leave him. Only Lydia had seen the best and worst of him and never flinched, never wavered, simply accepted all of him and promised to stand by him. And Mitchell knew that even if he had never wished to be human, Lydia would have stayed with him anyway. Which meant so much to him. "You know, we could go back and forth with saying that we're not worthy to have someone as amazing as each other for a while. So why don't we jump to the part where you agree with me that you're brilliant in every single way?"