If Atem Lived in my Head

Sweet Triumph

      I walk around the kitchen grabbing the cups and dishes that had been left out. I place the dishes in the sink and grab the broom.

"Must you always work so hard?" Atem asks me, he looks especially translucent in the sunlight.

"It's not hard." I brush him off.

"This mess is not yours, you stayed up late working on your school work after you spent several hours at work." He points out leaning back against the counter. His arms tighten, really emphasizing the lean muscles in them. He catches me and looks down at his arm as if checking to see what was there. A smile crawls across his lips.

"Nuni." He has an accusatory tone to his voice "Are you admiring my arms?"

I turn my eyes back to the table and continue wiping it down. I can feel him just over my shoulder.

"That wasn't an answer, Nuni." His hands rest on my hips, his chin on my head.

"That was the closest thing to an answer you're going to get." I shrug his hands off but that does nothing to deter him. He steps in front of me, taking my hands in his and pulling me away from the table and into his chest.

"Make your tea, Nuni." His voice is enticing and his fingers comb through my hair "take a seat and enjoy the morning."

"I can't." I sigh into his chest "I have things to do."

"Things that can wait a few moments." Atem nudges me into the chair and my tea kettle whistles.

"Stay." Atem orders as he moves toward the stove, he makes my tea and glances back at me for a moment.

"I didn't move." I roll my eyes at him. he opens my tea drawers and pulls out an orange tea bag.

"I think you may desire your orange spice?" He says it like a question but I have a feeling like he knows the answer already.

"Yes." I squint my eyes suspiciously at him as he steeps my tea and brings it to me. He takes a seat across from me and pushes the cup toward me.

"Now we can enjoy each other's company over your tea." He smiles at me as if he won a game.

"Atem." I start to get up and then I see where he's placed his chair. He's got me blocked against the corner of the kitchen, his chair angled so that if I try to slip past he can grab me if he wants. I scrunch up my face and pout at him.

"Come now, Nuni." Atem cupped my chin in his hand "don't make that face."

"I'll make whatever face I please." I pull my chin back and sit back in the chair with my cup in my hand.

"Good girl." He smiles as if he knew that would irritate me.

"You just think you're cute today, don't you?" I ask him.

"Of course not." A mischievous smile inches across as he leans into me. "That would be Yugi."

My mouth drops open and I narrow my eyes at him. "you've been waiting to use that, haven't you?" I demand. He tilts his head slightly to the side, his smile.

"The opportunity simply arrived, however." His smirk disappears and his face is all soft eyes and gentle features "I have been waiting to do this." He leans in and presses a kiss to my cheek. I freeze, he lingers for the slightest of seconds before pulling back and meeting my eyes. I can feel my face turning red. I can already see the light blush over his cheeks

"Was that alright?" he asks me.

"Um..." I give myself a shake and sit back with my hands curled around my tea. "sure yeah, I..." I can 't help the smile spreading over my face. I hide my face behind my cup and sit there with him. it's quiet. I suppose this is nice.

Atem kissed me I giggle silently into my cup. His face Is bright pink but there Is a kind of sweetly triumphant smile on his face as he watches me.