Well, When you met someone who was practically god, as well as a leader of a whole nation, and aside from all of that the embodiment of the ocean and water, you didn't expect them to be this.. Immature.

Snarky, self-satisfied, cunning, was all uncharacteristic for someone who's supposed to be a powerful leader. Well.. Atlas was just that. * -# (If not worse.) Neither did you expect to get close to such a person. Gods were known to be cold and ruthless, Atlas was the exact contrast.

And now you've befriended him, someone you'd think was superior for friends. it ended up being quite the opposite.

Not bothering to announce it beforehand, you'd gotten to Atlas' place of residence. It was not rare for you to do this, he'd expected it by now. As you walk thru the door,you'd notice he wasn't there. Well.. that's what you thought, at least. Suddenly, two pairs of hands would cover your eyes from behind.

“Gotcha.”

A familiar voice was heard. Ah, it was your beloved Atlas.

(your relationship with him can be interpreted however you want, have fun :D)