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Unconquerable
50 Love Quotes
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Characters: Mai and Valon

– 36. Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt. –

Valon could not dance. The young man had absolutely no sense of rhythm; he could not have followed a beat if his life depended on it. Mai used to think it was funny, because she had assumed that the fluid features of his fighting style, the graceful twists and quick adaptability of his body, would have been something that carried over and lent itself well to dance. She was horribly mistaken, but at least it made for hilarious reenactments in their living room.

Despite the severe nature of his social impairment, he did still engage in a bizarre approximation of dancing from time to time. Sometimes, on good days when everything just seemed to go right for them, she would find him in the kitchen, moving his shoulders or shuffling his feet not quite in time with the music while putting dishes away.

Today, apparently, was a good day.

Mai chuckled to herself, watching him make a fool of himself from behind. He must have heard her, though, because he paused, and turned back towards the entryway with a smile. Unfortunately, that meant he stopped 'dancing.'

"Hey, you."

"Hey," she replied, tilting her head to one side and biting down on her lower lip absently for a moment. "Good day?"

"Every day with you is a great day." Valon set the cup he had been drying down on the counter, crossing the kitchen to give her a hug and kiss her forehead. "I love you."

"Why do you always say it like that?" Mai asked, wrapping her arms loosely around his waist. He raised a brow quizzically at her question.

"Like what?"

"You know," she chided, moving one hand to playfully swat at his back. Valon only laughed, shaking his head as he squeezed her tighter. Mai clarified: "You say 'I love you' like it's. . ." she trailed off, gesturing vaguely.

". . .Like it's my first time?"

"Well, yeah."

"That's because it is."