Larry rubbed his forehead, his emotional turmoil finally beginning to take its toll. Today was the day he dreaded for the past five years: December 4th, the day Ahkmenrah died at the hands of his brother. An unfortunate side effect of the tablet was that, if you were either a real person or based on one, you experienced your death all over again. Teddy suffered from breathing problems due to his embolism, and Oct bleeding all over the place on their respective days. The man focused back on his lover, his normally bright skin pale as fresh snow. Ahk was having trouble breathing, throwing up blood and choking on what appeared to be nothing. Larry raised a hand to the pharoah's forehead, pushing his hair to the side. Ahk tried to lean into the touch, too weak to do much of anything. All they could do was wait it out until dawn. Larry pushed aside all of his negative thoughts, knowing they wouldn't do anyone good, and continued singing. Just as Ahkmenrah had requested the day before.
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more...
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Tablet Guardian Drabbles
FanfictionRandom little drabbles about our favorite pharaoh and night guard. Updated whenever. Visit me on AO3 at DeathLife97 for the Tumblr links.