The Ways I Can Tell
(Mac's POV)
I can tell he loves me by…
He always makes me my own coffee. Now granted, it's not a big deal to make me coffee, but he makes me my own pot. He even bought me my own maker. And when we are running late, he makes my kind and just chokes it down in the car.
Whenever I come home from being away on assignment he always leaves me a letter and a rose on the counter. The letter always says he sorry if he isn't there right now and he loves me to pieces. But I think it's just the fact that he does it regardless.
Also, when he fins a scar from my childhood, weather it be a physical scar or a mental scar, he doesn't make me talk about it. Most of times I do talk about it but sometimes they are just too painful. And that's when he doesn't have to know, he is okay with it.
When we are out and about I like to dress up for him. And well you dress up for one guy you kinda dress up for all of them, if you get what I mean. Guys look at me in ways I kind of don't like when I am dressed nicely. Harm senses this and either puts his hand around my waist or steps in front of my to shield them from their view. He's protective in a nice way!
When he is away on a trip it doesn't matter what he is doing he will call me either at work or home and talk to me for God knows how long. And if he can't reach me, he leaves this ridiculously long message on my machine. It's kinda cute sometimes, although when you are in a hurray it can be not so cute!
And the way he always gets to my heart is just by saying he loves me. I don't care where we are or what we are doing, if he says he loves me I just melt into a little puddle.
A/N: I hope you like it! I may continue with a POV of an outsider but I am not totally sure yet. Thanks for the positive feedback on the last one. Please R&R!!