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HAZEL

Then he put few paper bags on the bed and smiled. I looked inside the bag and found sanitary pads, chocolates, Chinese takeout, pack of Advil and chamomile tea, truffle pastry, cotton shorts and cotton tank top, nude bra and panty, lavender oil, hot water bag, scented candles and a bag full of snacks.

I looked at him in surprise. "When did you get all these?"

"When you were asleep."

"Right." I let out a laugh to cover up my embarrassment.

He did all these for me? "How did you know that I'm about to have my periods?"

A shallow blush crept up to his neck. "You're always sleepy when you're about to have your periods. Also, I saw you clenching your stomach plus it's thirteen, you always used to get your periods around this time of the month."

My jaw dropped in disbelief and then my eyes shifted to all the items that he bought. I crave Chinese and chocolates. I need Advil and hot water bag. I often prefer light cotton clothes and warm shower with scented candles. He remembered all of that? Fuck, he even remembered the date when I usually get my periods? How?

"It's been ten years, Atlas, how can you remember all of this?" I asked.

"I have never forgotten anything, princess."

But ten years? And all those little details?

My heart started hammering against my chest. What is this weird feeling in my chest? It feels as if I'm about to burst out with happiness.

He's making me feel so special.

"I-I honestly don't know what to say." I smiled.

"Go take a shower, I've lightened up the scented candles in the bathroom." He smiled back at me.

I hurriedly grabbed clothes, undergarments and sanitary pad and rushed to the bathroom. A huge smile danced on my lips when the faint sent of strawberry candles entered my nostrils. I found the bathroom lightly dimed with candles and the bathtub filled with roses, bubbles and lemon drop oil. A relaxing music was filling the surrounding. Stripping out of my clothes, I let my body soak with warm water inside the tub. My muscles relaxed all of sudden as I rested my head against the bath tub and closed my eyes.

Back when I was young, I used to have hot shower after decorating my bathroom with candles when on my periods. It was one of my favourite ways to relax but as the time passes by, I got so busy with work that I didn't get enough spare time for all these. I almost forgot that I used to do this.

Strangely, Atlas remembers all of it, even the tiniest bit of details like how much I hated wearing fancy undergarments. Nude colour was always my top priority.

I flushed.

That idiot remembers this too.

Once done with the bath, I blew off all the candles and wore the clothes he bought for me. It's been a decade since I wore something pink and feminine. The shorts were white with mickey mouse prints and pink tank top. The clothes were cute. I remember having collection of such kinds of cotton shorts when I was a teen.

I walked out of the bathroom and found the bed sheet already changed with all the lights off, and room lighted with candles. He patted the bed and I sat on it comfortably, with my head resting against the bedpost. He switched on the N*****x on TV and passed me the remote. Serving the Chinese; Noodles, dim sums, Szechwan chilli chicken, egg rolls and truffle pastry.

"You're going to eat with me, right? I can't finish all of these." I said, gesturing him to sit next to me.

He sat next to me and we ate silently watching Lucifer on N*****x. Once done with the food, I lay down on the bed before he slides a pillow under my head. "I ate too much." I mumbled, feeling cramps in my lower belly and thigh.

"Shall I?" He asked.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion but when I saw him standing with the bottle of lavender oil in his hand, I couldn't help but lick my lips in hesitation. He was asking me to massage my stomach to ease my pain.

Should I?

I was about to say no to him but I just couldn't. I have no idea why I nodded my head and I absolutely have no idea that what I'm going to do when he starts massaging me.

He sat beside me as he tucked up my top. He took oil on his palms and the second his rough hands touched my belly, a shot of current rushed up to my spine. I bite my lips to stop myself from moaning when he gently rubbed his palms over my bare skin. His touch was so comfortable yet erotic at the same time. My hormones were bursting up and in no minute, I felt myself wet down there. My breathing started getting harsher when I looked up at him who was looking everywhere but me. In that moment, I desperately wanted to ask him to massage every single inch of my body if that's what it takes him to touch me.

Oh, snap out, Hazel.