No Time (Nathan Drake x Reader)
tags: confession, the zombie fuckers from uncharted one, takes place during uncharted one, kissing, mentions of sex
summary: You and Nate face something almost otherwordly.
a/n: nathan drake is such a fucking dilf.
“Nate… what was that?” You whisper to your partner as the two of you traverse through a dark, long-abandoned ship. You'd been hearing noises besides the normal creaks and shifts that come with robbing old ships, tombs, and ancient cities. These were snarls. Unhuman snarls. Your head whips around and you feel your heart thump in your chest as Nate shoots you a snarky look. "It's nothing, (Y/N). You act like we haven't-." Scratching footsteps cut him off, and the two of you begin to walk faster now. You make your way to a door frame and you can't help but feel something leering at you with just its presence alone.
You both move further into the ship. Nate's grip on the flashlight is shaky, but you decide to forgo teasing him on that until later. There is something seriously wrong. All is quiet as if this thing knows that you're aware of it, and you and Nate find that at this moment the tension be damned and the both of you decide to hurry. That's when the two of you and the it that this cat and mouse game have had with one another finally come across one another. Its mouth is dripping blood, fresh. Shit. "Nate..." You begin as Nate worriedly finishes your thought, "...Run!" He grabs your hand and takes off with you in tow. Through hallways and hallways until the two of you see a ledge that they won't be able to climb up onto. He pulls you up and you both breathe heavily, leaning on one another. "So, it's nothing, huh?!" You yell at him as he glares at you a little bit, "Now is not the time." You shake your head, "Nate, we almost got out of here, fuck..!" He shakes his head and puts his hand on your shoulder, "We still are, you take care of this valve, I've got a plan." Your eyes widen a little bit as you exhale nervously before nodding, "I'm trusting you like usual, Nate, you'd better come back alive." He flashes you a quick, snarky smile, "I always do."
You nod, but pull him close and press your lips to his quickly, "If you don't, I love you, Nate." He shakes his head a bit, "Now was not the time this should have happened." He snarks a little, chuckling almost humorlessly as he jumps down off the ledge, leaving you to push the valve once, and then again, and a third time. Then you take off running, Nate coming alongside your flank and you both run faster than you had ever before, finally making your way out of the ship and quickly slamming the door behind you. That's when you run as far and fast as possible to Sully's boat, before crashing on the deck, your legs and lungs collectively struggling at this moment. "So..." You struggle to even get out but manage, "We gonna talk about it?" Nate chuckles and scoots close to you, "If you want, I was going to save it for when we both had a little more dignity." You roll your eyes and playfully punch his shoulder, "I am going to ignore that, I just don't want this to affect us. I want to stay partners and if what I did changes that, we can just pretend it didn't happen." He shakes his head, "I'm just not surprised it took life or death zombies to get you to say it because," His face gets close to yours as leans in and takes your face in his hand, "I love you too." His lips hit yours again and right now, it feels so much better than it was inside the boat. Longer, charged with sexual tension that you're sure will be handled once you get a shower, or three. His lips are chapped but they're so simply Nate that at the moment you can't help but want more. That's when you hear footsteps walk up and you turn to see Sully and Elena, Sully has an eyebrow cocked and Elena has a small smile. "Took you two long enough." Is all Sully comments, as Nate rolls your eyes, "Yeah, yeah, let's just get the hell out of here, please."
Now, you and Nate are always pretty pleased to recount the story of your first kiss.