He was pretty sure the world stopped for a moment.

Matt didn't love easily, exactly. Molly had stolen his heart, but other than that he'd simply experienced too many things to not edge on the side of caution in almost everything he did. That included love. Couple that with a somewhat low self-esteem on Matt's end, and what Mohinder just told him was completely baffling, nearly impossible to grasp.

"You- what?"

If there was romance to be found in that disbelief, then it was absolutely a romantic response, but it probably came across as kind of discouraging more than anything else until Matt dropped his gaze and actually laughed softly. But it wasn't scorn. Really, it was kind of giddy.

No, he wasn't sure he could believe it. And he realized now that for some reason he'd worked to keep the word love out of his own head in relation to Mohinder. But another thing about Matt was that he loved loyally, and the amount of affection and trust he had for Mohinder - and had had, for a while now - it only really added up to one thing.

He hugged the other man around the neck, shook his head into his shoulder.

"Wow. You're crazy, you know that? I love you too."