Tablet Guardian Drabbles

3. Nightmare

Larry could tell he was dreaming, because his vision had a haze around it, and he was in the Smithsonian. It felt like he couldn't move, and was helplessly immobile as he watched his friends, his family getting slaughtered by Kahmunrah's army. Teddy, Sacajawea, Jedediah, Octavius, Amelia― No , he thought, as he saw Nicky and Ahkmenrah cornered by Kahmunrah. Larry. He heard Ahk shout his name, but his lover's lips didn't move. Instead he held himself in front of Nicky, trying to protect their son as best he could, even if it meant losing his life to his brother again. Larry wanted to run over to the young pharaoh, but nothing he did could free him from his invisible bonds. Kahmunrah raised a sword over his head, ready to strike his brother. As he brought down the sword down on his little brother, Larry shouted, screamed in horror―

―and immediately found himself woken up by his lover. Ahkmenrah seemed worried about Larry, but the night guard could care less and he jumped up from the front desk, wrapping himself around the pharaoh and began crying into his shoulder. Ahkmenrah didn't seem to even hesitate in wrapping his arm around Larry, the warmth from his body comforting the older (though technically younger) man. They remained like this for some time before Larry could calm down and tell Ahk about his nightmare. Ahkmenrah kissed his forehead when he finished, whispering in his mother tongue. It soothed Larry and he found his heartbeat calming considerably. Ahkmenrah always said he was the one who was blessed by the gods in having Larry, but right now, Larry was the one who was lucky to have someone like Ahkmenrah in his life. And he would always be grateful for the young pharaoh for as long as he lived.