What Happens In Portugal » Sam Drake
Request: I kind of lost it actually?? oops.
Requested By: @shay-makes-my-luck | @waterbird-loves-pasteis [I hope you like it, honey! I’m so sorry that it took months to complete when I should have sat my butt down and wrote it a long time ago.]
Pairing: Sam Drake x Reader
Fandom: Uncharted
Words: 2000+
Summary: Sam and you are in Portugal hunting down some artifacts when the two of you get lost and end up running into a hotel run by the cartel.
A shiver ran down your spine as you followed closely behind Sam Drake, your best friend for two years now. The two of you had been traveling when your plane had crashed and now the two of you were stranded. “Sam? How much further?” You whispered as you glanced down at your aching feet.
Sam glanced back at you and smiled slightly. You could see the small cuts that lined his forehead. His parachute had been acting strange and Sam had crashed into a tree. Luckily, all he had gotten was a few scratches. “I think I see lights, [Name],” He whispered as he began to walk faster and you followed closely behind.
Finally, the two of you made it onto a road and just off the road was an inn. You smiled as you placed a hand on Sam’s shoulder, slightly out of breath. “Oh, thank god,” You whispered as you walked towards the inn. Sam checked his wallet and noticed that he still had enough money to hopefully pay for one night.
“Is this enough?” Sam asked as he walked towards the innkeeper who glanced up at Sam. He glanced down at the money before shaking his head no. Sam scoffed as he pulled out another twenty and the innkeeper didn’t even look up at him. “Listen, brother, we’ve been in the woods for almost two years and we are so close--”
“Antony! Let them stay, buddy!” a male’s voice from behind them sounded. Sam and you looked back to see an attractive man who was grinning at the two of you. “My name is Adrian.”
“Sam and this is [Name],” Sam replied as he nodded at the man. Adrian nodded as he walked towards the innkeeper and gave him some money before turning towards the two of you.
“Room 22,” the innkeeper stated as he tossed the keys over to you. You caught them and placed them in your pocket.He grumbled something about ‘foreigners’ but you chose to ignore it
Sam and you followed Adrian to a separate area where there was a bar and a group of people. Then men and a few women were playing poker while a group of women were sitting around drinking and gossiping.
“Come on, Sam. Play a game,” Adrian ushered to which Sam looked at you and you shrugged as you smiled at him.
“Alright, but prepare to get your ass handed to you,” Sam declared as he moved to follow Adrian.
“[Name], why don't you spend some time with my wife, Pamela?” Adrian suggested as he pointed to a group of ladies who sat close by to the poker table. The women - Pamela, you assumed - called you over.
“Hello, [Name], right? I couldn't help but overhear,” She greeted with a dazzling smile. She had straight black hair with olive skin. Her eyes were dark to the point where they looked black. Pamela was a beautiful woman and so were her friends that surrounded her.
“Yes, you must be Pamela,” You said as you took a seat in the spare chair.
“Just call me Pam,” Pamela replied with a smile before she looked at her friends. “This is Fatima, Odette, and Maria.”
“Nice to meet you,” You said with a smile as you tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. A worker came by and placed a drink in front you. You glanced towards Sam who was drinking and cheering merrily with the boys.
“Are you Portuguese?” Odette asked to which you nodded. A smile spread across her lips. “Sabes falar português?” She asked to which you nodded again.
“A minha mãe falava sempre português em casa,” You answered to which the girls nodded and smiled.
“I must ask,” Fatima started as she leaned in and so did you. “Is that man you came in with your husband?”
You glanced towards Sam who was only a few feet away from you. His back was turned towards you and you could see his cards - Royal flush: A, K, Q, J, 10. You smiled as you shook your head. Sam was always good at poker. “I wish,” You said with a shrug. “I've been his companion for so long, but we've never done anything. We kissed one time but we were both drunk. It probably meant nothing to him but it meant everything to me.”
“Why don't you tell him?” Pamela asked softly with saddened eyes. “It took Adrian and I years to confess our love. One day, I almost lost him and I decided that life is too short to waste. Tell him how you feel, [Name].”
“I don't know,” You whispered as you traced the dents in the wooden table with your fingertip. “I don't want to lose him.”
“What if he feels the same way?” Fatima asked, excitement clear in her tone. “You won't lose him if he feels the same way!”
“Aye, Sam! You were right about beating us!” Adrian’s booming voice sounded as Sam collected his winnings.
Sam chuckled as he put the coins into his pocket. He looked back at you with an intense look. It wasn't bad but full of emotion for some reason. “We should head to bed,” Sam suggested and everyone nodded around them.
“Yes, you must be tired,” Pamela said with a smile as she sipped her drink. “We'll talk in the morning. Goodnight, Sam. Goodnight, [Name].”
“Goodnight, Pam,” You said as you waved goodbye and followed Sam to the rooms where you two quickly found Room 22. Sam opened the door to reveal a decent sized bedroom but there was only one bed. You chuckled as you looked towards Sam who closed the door and locked it. “One bed, huh?”
Sam shrugged as he set his dirty backpack down on the floor next to a chair. “It's big enough. But, I can sleep on the floor if you're uncomfortable with sharing a bed.”
You shook your head as you placed your things down as well. “No, like you said, it's big enough to support the two of us.” You watched him with a small smile as he plopped down on the bed. You pulled out some clean clothes from your backpack. “I’m gonna go take a shower. Maybe tomorrow we can get all our clothes cleaned.”
Sam nodded, agreeing with you. It didn’t take you long to shower, but when you came out, Sam was already all clean and dressed in clothes that weren’t covered in dirt. “Your skin is pretty shiny,” Sam pointed out as you walked out of the shower.
You chuckled at his comment as you shoved your dirty clothes into your backpack. You, then, crawled into bed with him and took a seat next to him under the blanket. You were exhausted and your feet ached from all the walking Sam and you had done. “Maybe we should call in Sully?” You suggested as you looked towards Sam.
“We’re so close, [Name],” He whispered as he laid down and looked up at the ceiling.
“It’s been weeks and we have found nothing. We should head back home, regroup, and come up with another plan,” You whispered softly with a small sigh.
“Come on, [Name],” Sam whispered as he met your warm eyes.You sighed softly as you nodded. You could never say no to Sam. It was a weakness, but you didn’t care. Sam mattered a lot to you. He was the one who was always there for you, so you could only do the same for him.
“Okay,” You whispered and the urge to kiss him was there, but you kept away. Sam and you flirted, but it was nothing serious. The two of you were only friends and nothing more.You took in a deep breath, readying to say something about your growing feelings. “Sam, I--”
The two of you jumped when blaring alarms were heard throughout the building. Sam and you quickly grabbed your backpack and guns. You quickly put your shoes on while Sam put his jacket on. There was banging on your door. “The police are here! Get the hell out of the building!” the person shouted before the footsteps of them running away sounded.
You clutched onto your gun as Sam and you followed a single man down a hidden staircase. You looked back at Sam with concern, but he tightly held onto your hand as everyone moved into a dark underground tunnel. “What is this?” Sam asked one of the men.
“Don’t know how the police found, but it seems that they have,” the man muttered as he glared at the opening of the tunnel before someone closed it behind them. “Don’t you know what this hotel is?”
You shook your head with wide eyes. “No, we just stumbled upon it?”
He scoffed lightly as he shook his head. “Well, Adrian and Pamela run a cartel and this is their base of operations.”
Your eyes widened as you glanced towards Sam before looking back at the man. “What?” You asked, remembering the couple from before. They seemed so sweet and welcoming. They did not look like drug lords at all. “Wow, what are the odds?”
“Are we going to be safe?” Sam asked as everyone continued to travel down the dark tunnel. The only light came from the torch that the man held. The shadows danced across the walls creating a very romantic scene if nobody paid attention to the situation.
“Oh, yeah, as long as the cops don’t find us--”
It was as if the world was against them in that moment. Light flooded the tunnel and they could hear the cops shouting in portuguese. “Oh, fuck!” the man shouted before he ran off, leaving Sam and you alone. You looked at Sam with wide eyes and he grabbed your hand and the two of you rushed off.
“Stop!” the police behind you shouted, but Sam pulled out his gun, held you tight, before sending off a few warning shots.
“We need to go!” Sam whispered sharply as the two of you ran through the tunnels, but they were a maze and it felt like they were going on forever and ever.
After a couple minutes of running for your life, Sam and you had made it out to the open. It was dark and the stars were on full display. You smiled slightly as you panted, slightly out of breath. Sam was behind you with his gun still out. “I think we lost them,” Sam whispered as he took a seat on a nearby rock.
You sighed softly as you shook your head. “Sam,” You whispered and it took one look at you and Sam had you engulfed in his arms.
“I’m here. I won’t let anyone ever hurt you. I promise,” Sam whispered softly as he stroked your hair. Each movement sending shivers down your back and it wasn’t just because of the cold air.
“Amo-te [I love you],” You whispered in Portuguese so Sam wouldn’t understand. You sniffled slightly as you pulled away and looked up at him. He gave you a small grin.
He cleared his throat as he took a step back, much to your confusion. “Sabes que acabaste de te confessar e que entendi tudo o que tu disseste, certo? [You know that you just confessed and that I understood everything that you just said, right?],” Sam whispered in your ear causing your eyes to go find. “Yeah, I learned a little bit of portuguese when I was stuck in prison.”
“Sam, I’m sorry--”
“Também te amo [I love you too],” Sam interrupted you with a confession of his own. You smiled softly and before you knew it, his lips connected with yours. It felt like fireworks had been set off inside you and you knew in that moment, you wanted nothing else but Sam.
You chuckled softly as you pulled away from him. “I love you, Sam. I really do. For the past couple of years, I’ve been by your side. I wanted nothing more than to me with you. Amo-te,” You whispered softly as you slowly ran a hand through his hair.
“Amo-te,” He whispered back before he pulled you in for a tight embrace. Despite it being a strange night, it had a happy ending.