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

Impression

Atem's POV
It was a week later after the incident. Realizing my feelings for her...I've been doing stupid things just to impress her...

Flashback
"Hey y/n, look how much money I have."
"Look y/n, I've caught another rapist!"
"Hey y/n, look how strong I am!"
"Look y/n, I beat another guy in a duel!"

End flashback
"....I should really work on those things." I mutter.
"Hey Atem, can you help y/n with getting that vase? She can't reach it." Mana asked me.
"OF COURSE!" I yell out, and before mana could respond, I'm already out of the room.

"Hmp! Ugh, curse my stubby legs!"
"Hey y/n, you need help?"
"Yes please...."
I easily grab the vase off the shelf, handing her to her. My fingers softly brush against her soft hands, even the slightest touch will send me into a trance.
"Uuuh...are you gonna let go?" She chuckles.
"OH RIGHT!"

"Are you feeling okay? You've been acting a little weird sin-"
"HEHE, YEP UH, GOTTA GO! BYE!"
I ran out of the room...great, she thinks I'm weird. I used to be so confident, I still am, but when she's near me, I'm here, messing up.

Y/n POV
"....that was weird."
Since last week, he's been acting so funny. He's turned into a clumsy mess. It's really cute, but he never acted like this before..
Shaking my head, I continue my way to the kitchen, pulling out the gold from the vase.
"Here's your payment sir, thank you for working here."

"Thanks y/n!" Said the man, as I hand him the gold. Since last week, Atem told every man that worked in the palace, that if they hurt me in any kind of way, they will be punished....bad.
"Can I ask you a question?" He asked.
"Sure."

"Promise not to tell?"
".....ok."
"...why does the pharaoh care so much about you? Of all people?"
"He's my best friend, why wouldn't he?"
"Best friend? Since...when? Why you? It could have been any other person?"

"I'm not sure, but I do care about him and his decisions." And there. That was when I left the kitchen. It left me wondering. Why does the pharaoh of Egypt, the leader, the one that does it all, care about me?
"Hey y/n! You finished early." Mana Said.
"Just motivation."
"Uhm, y/n, let me ask....do you like Atem?"
"W-WHAT, OF COURSE NOT, NOT AT ALL, WHY WOULD I, I MEAN I DONT HATE HIM, BUT IF HE WANTED TO I MEAN YEAH, I MEAM NO, I MEAN-"
"Girl, Calm down, it's just a question.."
"Uuuh.....no?"

"Ok! Just asking. But if you do, not to be mean, but you and the pharaoh...not very compatible...." and with that, she left.
She's right though. I don't have any chance with him. I look down, and I head to my room. I feel tears run down my face, I walk past everyone and ignore their hellos. I turn my head away to make sure nobody sees me like this.

I walk into my room and land face first in my bed.
Muffled are heard from the room, as it echos.
"Y/n? What is a pretty girl like you crying about?"

I shot my head up, to see Atem standing, leaning his shoulder on the wall.
"How'd you get in here?"
"Have you not noticed that there is a door connecting the rooms?" He chuckles.
"Oh..."
"Anyways, what happened?"

"Nothing...."
"Tell me."
"No."
"Ok then...well if you don't want to tell me...I guess I'm just gonna have to.....TICKLE YOU!"
He jumps on the bed and outs his hands on me. I laughed so hard, he wouldn't stop.
"ATEM HAHAHA STOP IT HAHAH"
"TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!"
I needed to think fast, the longer I had to think, the longer the tickling goes on for.

"TELL ME Y/N!"
"Hahahahaha, ok! Ok! I'll tell you!"
"Ok...." he stops and puts on a serious face. He wipes the tears on my face, and backs away.
".....well."
"Yes?"

"I've noticed that people have been questioning something, and I need to ask you personally.....of all the people you could gain a friendship with....why did you chose me?"
I see Atem raise his eyebrow, then he smiles.
"At first, I only wanted to heal you, then give you a better life like the others. But when I got to know you, I wanted to continue talking, I wanted to understand you. Then after studying you, I realized that you were friend material. I couldn't let this opportunity go to waste. I wanted you as my friend, and....maybe....we could....be..."