*Song they are dancing to: Guess I'm in love by Clinton Kane*
Atlas lifted her up into his arms, effortlessly after they pulled apart from kissing. Meredith squealed, "Atlas! I can walk fine, you know?" Meredith said.
"I know, but I prefer you in my arms." Atlas smirked at her. With her nestled in his arms, he gently climbed the stairs heading to the kitchen. He sat her on a bar stool and walked towards the fridge.
"What do you want to eat? I asked a chef to prepare food for you, I can just heat some for you."
He said and opened the fridge filled with different kinds of food.
"Hmm I don't really know.I'm full just by looking at you." Meredith giggled at her lame pickup line.
Atlas stared at her deadpan and she blushed.
He laughed at her and shook his head.
"Soup will be fine." She muttered.
"Soup." Atlas muttered as he took a bowl of soup from the fridge. He placed it in the microwave and looked around for bowl and ladle.
Meredith sighed; it wasn't hard to see that he didn't spend much time in his kitchen. He opened cabinets after cabinets before he found what he was looking for.
The microwave beeped and Atlas removed the soup. He poured some in a bowl and placed it in front of her. He sat beside her and took a spoonful of the soup blowing gently on it.
"Here." He said softly bringing the soup to her mouth.
"Delicious!" Meredith smiled at his serious expression as he feed her.
"Glad you like it. It's the chef who helped me prepared the soup the other day. He manages our five-star restaurant. He said this is his mom's secret recipe and you would like it."
Meredith nodded, "Well tell him I say thank you and that I like it very much. But you didn't have to bother him."
"It's fine. He didn't mind and was happy to cook for you. You deserve to eat the best and nutritional food for you to get better quickly." Atlas said feeding her again.
Meredith stared at him as she chewed the chicken broths in the soup. Atlas raised his brows at her.
"What?"
Meredith blushed, "I didn't expect you to be like this."
"Oh? And how did you expect me to be?"
"Cold, dominant and overbearing person. Not this sweet and caring person. You're such a sweetheart." She teased.
Atlas's lips curled into a smug, "But I'm dominantin the bedroom." He winked at her.
Meredith blushed and cleared her throat.
"You know what I'm talking about. I mean you're sweet to me and pamper me so much."
"Hmm do I now?"
Atlas placed the spoon in the bowl and leaned closer to her.
"Don't be deceived Angel, just because I'm sweet to you now doesn't mean I won't fuck your brains out when you get well."
Meredith's heart pounded in her chest.
"Nothing has changed. Outside the bedroom you're my Angel but inside you're my little slut. Your body is mine and I can use it as I please." He whispered underneath his breath.
"You will still be begging and screaming my name to fuck and trust me, I wouldn't be gentle or caring. No, I will be Sir to you." He brushed his fingers across her cheeks and she shivered.
Meredith's breath caught in her throat as they held each other's gaze. The lust and promise of pleasure inside them made her stomach twisted.
Atlas pressed a kiss on her forehead and pulled back. Taking the spoon, he took a spoonful.
"Open your mouth." Atlas ordered, and as if her body was made to obey him, she opened her mouth.
Atlas fed the soup and she swallowed still maintaining eye contact.
"Good girl." He cooed and she blushed.
He was the only one who could make feel her different emotions at the same time. Silence enveloped them as they both stared at each other while he fed her,
"So"
Meredith began, biting her lips when he finished feeding her.
"So?" Atlas questioned.
"We are dating now?" She asked curiously.
"Yes." Atlas replied.
"So, you're my boyfriend huh?" Meredith said with happiness laced in her voice.
"Hope you're don't get tired of me. I can be quite a handful."
"Never." Atlas said with a smile on his face.
Meredith gazed into his eyes to see if he was just agreeing out of pity or anything but all she was admiration. Admiration for her.
"Good." Meredith said pressing a kiss on his chin.
"What do you want to now?" Atlas asked as he stood up and walked towards the sink to wash the bowl.
"Slow dance in the kitchen. It's on my bucket list!"
Atlas glanced at her and shook his head helplessly.
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Okay. Let me finish."
Meredith stood up and walked towards him, hugging him from behind. She leaned her head on his back and wrapped her hands around his waist.
Atlas said nothing and let her hugged him. After he finished rinsing the bowl, he grabbed her hands from his waist and turned to face her.
"Getting clingy, are we?"
Meredith smiled and nodded, "Yes, is that a bad thing?" She asked worriedly. This was her first relationship and she didn't know how act. She just wanted him close.
Atlas flickered her forehead. "I don't mind a clingy girlfriend as long as it's you."
Meredith beamed and stretched her hand at him, "Give me your phone."
Atlas took his phone from his pocket and unlocked it for her without any questions. Meredith opened the music app on it, searched for a song and started playing a slow song.
Atlas grabbed her and began to slowly dance with her to the song. Meredith felt her heart thudded and she found herself falling in love with him all over again.
As she looked into his eyes, all the bitter sweetness these past few days fell away and all she felt was joy and happiness. She giggled as he spun her around and caught her back.
Meredith threw her head back and laughed. She felt like a carefree teenage girl dancing with her crush just that this man wasn't just her crush anymore but her boyfriend.. Only hers.