(Atem x Reader) Can a pharaoh love a slave?(COMPLETE)

Savior

Atem's POV
I stand by the hill of the dry desert. Gazing at the beautiful scenery. There is nothing but sand. This is where I go to Calm my nerves...I smile looking upon the hot desert. I look up at the sun...great it's getting a little late, I should head back before someone notices. I stand up from my spot and begin to leave.

I walk past some people, but the mood was...different. People were panicking, and from a distance I saw a huge crowd of people. "HELP SOMEONE PLEASE!" Is what I hear. Someone is in trouble? I go at a faster pace, speed walking across the people, but not running. I get through the crowd as the screaming gets louder.
"PLEASE STOP AHHH STOP!" My anticipation to see the yelling woman grows. I must see her! She's in trouble.

After pushing through the crowd of people, I hear insults getting thrown at me, of course I would be mad to if someone were to block my view. I ask someone, "what's going on?" As I jumped up to try and catch a glimpse of the scene, I failed. "Poor girl...she's gonna get raped by that guy..but I wouldn't blame him, I would want her to."
"What?!" I say, as I push through more people, I finally get in the front of the crows.

My eyes explore to my left...nothing, but then I look to my right....a poor girl is being pinned down. I look in front, and see two guards...doing nothing? Pathetic....I have no choice I must stopped this. My train of thoughts were interrupted by a high pitched scream. I jerk my head, and see that the man was about to undress her. I had enough!
"STOP THIS AT ONCE!" I yell out of place. The entire audience looked at me.

The poor women stopped screaming, and the man shot me a look of anger. "Or what? You can't do nothing, your a peasant!" He tells me. I chuckle, and look at him, giving him my signature glare. The type of stare that everybody fears. He gulps and continues. "So...you can leave now, okay baby, where were we?"
"GET OFF OF ME!" She yells and kicked his stomach. He falls on his ass, and the women runs. But the crows of people were mostly of men.

"Aw baby, you like it." Says a stranger.
"Yeah it's okay, that guy only wants to defend you because he's wants you too."
"Come with us Yeah?"
"HEY YOU PEOPLE, LET HER GO!" I yell at the top of my lungs. The group of people stared at me once again.

"Or what?" The man asks. I grab my cloak and remove it from my head, tossing it in the floor. The look in their eyes were priceless. "I'll be sure to send every single one of you two the dungeons...GAURDS!" I order, as the men with spears grab the people by the collar and walk off. "I AM DISAPPOINTED IN EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU! HOW CAN YOU JUST STAND THERE? ALL OF YOU GO BACK TO YOU PLACES AND LEAVE, THE SHOPS ARE CLOSED FOR THE REST OF THE DAY!" I yell.

since my voice was deep, it was more intimidating, the crowd shrunk, and eventually everyone left. I lay my eyes on the women and began to walk closer to her. It took a moment for me to take in on how beautiful she was. No wonder men wanted her so bad. "Are you okay young lady?" I politely ask, helping her up, but not touching anywhere else but her hands. "Thank you..." she says, the tears are still hydrated, I wipe them off for her....I didn't realize how close I was to her."Sorry..." I say.

"No it's fine..." she replies with no emotion.
"Thank you again....it means a lot....may I have your name?"
I looked at her with surprise...she doesn't know who I am? "Uhm, Atem, yours?"
"Y/n....nice to meet you." She said with her soft sexy voice.....Damn what am I thinking? She must have this affect on all guys...I have to keep her away from them for now. "Come with me....I'll heal your wounds and make you comfy at my home." I try to say as less creepy as I could.

She looked uncomfortable, she probably thought I was some rapist too. I can't blame her, she seems to have been through a lot. "Please come with me, do you trust me?" I hold out my hand. She glances at it making a cute-I mean...a confused expression. ".........yes..." she hesitantly takes my hand, I gently grip her hand and guide her to my palace.
"You live here? Who are you?" She asks in amazement. "Uhm...I'm just a.....third class in the pyramid. I'm from a wealthy family....

"Good to know..." she says in astonishment. Why did I lie to her? I stupid plan came into my head. I pretend to be normal and see if she falls in love with me for me. Why did that pop in my head? That's stupid, I don't see her that way at all. Another thing, it's sad to know if I like a women for how she looks, pathetic! Sure, she's very pretty...no gorgeous, no beautiful....I shake my head at the thought of her and me. WE JUST MET WHAT THE FUCK?

"Are you okay Atem?" She asks with her seductive as hell voice. "Oh Uhm...I'm fine...here let me show you your room."
"....are you my new owner?" She asked. I have her a soft smile, "no...Don't call me that...call me a friend." I order. She looks at me confused. "Friend?"
"Yes..."
"...okay!" She quickly shows a sudden burst of energy. She smiles, and looks, around her room.
"I suppose I'll sleep on the floor." She looks down. Still smiling. The floor? Ha, not in a million years.
"No y/n, you sleep on the bed." I correct her.
"Then where will you sleep?" She asks concerned...ha, she cares about my own comfort.
"I have a room of my own, it's dark outside, so get ready for bed, there's a bath on your left, and....well there's bandages in that box."

"Bandages?" She asks confused.....I couldn't help but chuckle.

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"Bandages?" I ask. What the hell is that? He chuckles, I guess my confused expression gave him a hint.
"Here...sit down on the bed." He says as he sits down himself. I slowly sat my ass down, and look at him....wow he has amazing eyes. I look closer, I never looked upon a man with eyes without lust or something....I see his pupils grow. I look at the rest of is face, Wow he's handsome....but his face is all red?

"Are you sick? Your face is red, here let me check your temperature" I place my hand on his forehead and now he's more red. "I'm not sick! Uhm....*clear throat* lets fix those wounds shall we?" He says backing away from me. He grins the bandages and begins to wrap it around my arms. I groan in pain, one touch can hurt me. "Sorry..." he says. I can't tell if he's trying to help or abuse me. He slows his process down, and now my bandages were put on.

"There, That should cover it!" He smiles. I couldn't help but give him one back. He pats my back, and I let out a quick screech. His eyes widened and he turns red again? I think it's called blushing. "Uhm....you have wounds on your back to?" He says still flustered. "Yep..." I say. "M-May I? If you don't want to I mean-"
"I trust you." I interrupt, his face turns serious, then he nods. He lifts my robe up.
"Tech, those bastards..." he mumbled. And he begins to treat my wounds.

"Okay all set. Ready for bed now?" He asks. "Yep, of course, I'll die in my sleep, make sure to bury my body GOODNIGHT!" I say sarcastically, I hear him start to laugh....I don't know why but I'm happy when he laughs at my jokes...he makes me feel like myself again, before this slavery thing.
"......Uhm....Atem."
"Yeah?" He says wiping a tear off of his face from all the laughter.
"You wouldn't mind sleeping here right?" I ask confident.
I see him start to blush and he looks away. What's his problem? "A-are you sure?"
"What if someone comes here, and whips me? Your the only one I trust...." I mutter. He gazes at me and smiles.
"Sure, relax." He tells me, we both fall on the bed....