Rami Malek Imagines

I'll tell you why - Elliot Alderson

Warning: Contains spoilers for Mr Robot.

Elliot has never really been a very talkative person. He's never really known how to talk to people, so he doesn't really get his true emotions across at times. It's something I have come to understand within our relationship. But because of this, it's sometimes hard to understand where I even stand with him.

He never says he loves me, even when I say it to him. He doesn't whisper sweet nothings in my ear when we have sex or anything. It really makes me wonder how we even formed this romantic relationship. I don't need to constantly be showered in complements or affectionate words. No, to me that doesn't mean anything unless you truly mean it. I don't need that kind of reassurance. What I need to something, one word or one act, that's not sex, to show me that he cares and loves me too, so I know I'm not wasting my time in a dead end relationship.

So, laying here now beside Elliot on his bed, our bed, I've decided to speak up and rip the band aid off.

"Elliot, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, what is it Y/N?" He replies in his usual mono-toned voice.

"How come you never say 'I love you' or any affectionate words to me?" I've said it now. I feel like my vulnerability is hanging in the air, waiting to either be crushed or cared for. But he isn't answering. I know he doesn't talk for a while so he can collect his thought coherently, but the silence is thickening the air so much that I am soon unable to handle it. "The reason why I'm asking is because I've always said it to you and I've never heard anything back and I just want to know where I stand because I do love you, Elliot. I love you so much that I need to know whether or not you actually love me. If you love me, great, if you don't, I need to know because I can't handle being with someone who doesn't love me the way I love him..."

"I do love you." Elliot says quietly, making me stop my rambling and look towards him, seeing that he is already looking at me, emotion deep within his eyes. Something which is very rarely witnessed.

"I'm sorry?" I say, not trusting what he said. He moves so he is facing fully towards me, propped up onto his elbow as he moves my hair out of my face and strokes my cheek. I've never felt so much affection from him before. This is whole new territory.

"I said, I do love you. I just didn't know how to say it, or even when to say it."

"Do you really mean it?" I ask, hopefully. He leans down and pecks my lips before leaning back to look at me, a small smile playing at his lips.

"Of course I do. How could I not? You were there for me when I first hacked into E.Corp to try and take it down with F.Society. You helped me when Shayla got shot. You were patient with me when you found out I had DID and you didn't run away when you met Mr Robot. You never manipulated me to get what you want, like the closest people to me did. You visited me when I was in prison to make sure I was okay and not for any other underlying reason, you even make sure I'm okay now, which is something very few people do. You always stuck by my side, especially when I needed you the most. You never left me alone. You never make me feel like I am alone.

"Y/N, you're one of the very few people who I can actually trust in this world. Everyone else is either dead, lied to me, or is being controlled by the Dark Army. I've hardly been certain of anything anymore, but one thing I am certain of is how much I love you." My heart swells in joy as I take in the words he has said to me. So, it's true. He actually loves me. I especially know this because I've never heard him talk so much before, ever.

"And if my words aren't enough," he continues, "let me show you just how much I love you." He moves so that he is above me, between my legs, pressing hot kisses along my jaw and neck, making me moan, wanting more. "Tonight is going to be all about you."