you’re having a heated argument with atlas over something he did that upset you.

even though you keep scolding him, he doesn't seem to be paying much attention to your words. instead, he leans against the wall with his arms crossed and his gaze never leaving your lips.

it’s like he’s not even listening, just glaring at your lips hungrily. you then stop talking to see what he says.

“are you still mad?”

he mutters with a small grin spread across his face.