Plot: A date between you and Lara gets uncomfortable when a familiar face shows up at the wrong place, at the wrong time.

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Lara isn't liking this. Yes, (y/n) was the one to force Lara to go to a cafè, but she didn't expect her former colleague to be there as well.

"(y/n)? I didn't expect you to be here!"

"Me too! It's been so long!" The man put his hand around (y/n)'s shoulder and rubbed his knuckles against her head. They seemed to be good friends, but Lara wasn't appreciating the hand around HER property's shoulder

(y/n) noticed Lara's raging aura behind her and introduced the man to her.

"This is Nate, Lara. He was my former partner when we were in college."

(HA UNCHARTED REFERENCE BOIZ)

"Partner?" Lara raised an eyebrow at the word.

"Yeah, Partner." Nate said with a provocative tone. This caused Lara to glare at him for a short moment. (y/n), on the other hand, heads to the counter to order some drinks, she signals Lara to come to counter with her.

"You should kinda...lay low with the guy, Lara. He's a friend."

"A friend? I bet he's dying to get into your pants." Lara lays a hand on your waist.

"Are you jealous?" You raise an eyebrow and face your girlfriend who was fuming with embarassment.

"I'm not. I should be studying right now and here I am-" A finger was placed on Lara's lips and (y/n) places a kiss on the finger placed between them.

Lara gasped.

"I hope you weren't expecting a kiss, were you?" (y/n) giggles.

Lara and (y/n) head back to their table and Nate was intently staring at Lara's girlfriend.

"So, Nate, been doing work recently?" Lara raises an eyebrow.

"Yep, been getting some artifacts too, actually." Lara's eyes widen.

"You're an archeaologist?"

"Sure am. You too?"

"Yeah." Lara and Nate were practically glaring daggers at one another and (y/n) could feel the heat in the air.

"Okay," Lara sighs. "Let me get right to the chase, (y/n) and me are together, so if you think on-"

(y/n) facepalms.

"Woah, woah, woah, listen miss...?"

"Croft."

"Miss Croft, I don't plan on stealing (y/n) from you because number 1, I have a wife, and number 2, (y/n) is a really good friend even if I did have a crush on her before." Nate smiles, while (y/n) giggles in the background.

"Nathan, I told you she'd take the bait." (y/n) giggles before Nate extends a hand to Lara.

"The names' Nathan Drake, fellow archaeologist." Lara sighs before shaking hands with him.

"Lara Croft." She and Nate exchange a smile before she and (y/n) head back to the manor. Helena was outside smiling at Nathan and he joined her, waving goodbye at (y/n) and Lara

The moment you stepped into the manor, Lara pinned you against the door.

"L-lara?"

"You definitely had this planned, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did. I had no choice! I just wanted to know if you were serious about this relationship."

"Serious? Oh (y/n), then you just don't know how serious I AM." Lara lifts your chin with her free hand.

"Shall I show you?"

*(l/n) = Last Name

(f/n) = First Name

You woke up to the sound of crashing glass. You hurried to the front hall and saw Lara on the floor, completely out of it.  Winston was next to her the next second, trying to carry her.

‘‘What happened?’‘ You say with worry dripping from your voice.  Winston sighed.

‘‘She seems to have taken too much of alcohol, miss (l/n), she has been going on some night-outs with miss Nishimura lately.’‘ 

The weird thing is that Lara was completely silent and she just looked like she fainted.  

‘‘I’d imagine her saying weird stuff and thrashing out though...’‘ You mumble.

‘‘What was that, miss (l/n)?’‘ Winston said.

‘‘N-nothing! I’ll just carry her to her room myself.’‘ You put her arm around your shoulder and carefully led her up the stairs.  You stepped into her bedroom and had some forbidden thoughts in her head.

‘‘You can’t take advantage of Lara while she’s drunk, (f/n)..’‘ You laughed to yourself and laid Lara onto the soft linen of her bed.  You were about to walk to the door before a hand caught yours.

‘‘Don’t go, mom...’‘ Your eyes widened as you faced Lara, tears were peaking at her now open eyes, facing you completely.

‘‘Lara-’‘ Arms caught your frame and held you close, now both of you were sitting on the bed.  You were completely surprised and you were dumbfounded at what was happening at the moment.

You were just a simple ‘’friend’’ who was staying at the Croft Manor because you and Lara were that ‘’close’’ to start living together.  Not to mention you didn’t have enough to pay for rent at your old flat.

‘Staying with Lara doesn’t seem so bad..’  You thought. But you didn’t expect to look at Lara in that way.  She seemed in such a different world than yours.  She’s strong, independent, and in a far better league than you.  

There’s no way she’s look at you in ‘’that’’ way.

‘‘Lara...’‘ You remove her hands from your shoulders and look down, tears were now falling from your eyes and she lays a hand on your tear-stained cheek.

‘‘Why are you crying?’‘ She asks in a slow, slurred tone.  Rain lands on the windows and you smile.

‘‘It’s just the rain, Lara.  Now, sleep, you’ve got a long day tomorrow.’‘ You step out and as you were about to close the door, a voice echoed through the room.

‘‘How is it that rain would be on your cheeks when it rained just a moment ago? You didn’t even pick me up in the rain.’‘ 

Your eyes widened.  Your pulse quickened.  

‘‘What?’‘

*Ideas are popping into my head as fast as Lara shooting double arrows.

Lara was browsing on her laptop, while you were watching netflix on the other side of the living room.  You were bored and an idea popped into your head, an idea that would either excite or make Lara uncomfortable.  

You started to strip.  Only your skirt, that is, and Lara didn’t seem to notice until you put on some thigh-high stockings.  She was watching as the fabric of the stockings hugged your skin lightly.

‘‘How do I look, Lara?’‘ Your innocence annoyed Lara and she was struggling between the thoughts of pouncing on you and taking advantage of how little clothing you had.

‘‘Y-you look...’‘ Lara couldn’t find the words to say.  You giggled and hopped on the bed next to Lara and she gulped a big one.  

‘Holy Shit...’ Lara was screaming internally and she didn’t expect herself to be really sexually frustrated at what was happening at the moment.

‘‘Lara? What’s wrong-’‘ Lara’s hands ended on your shoulders and you fell on your back.  Lara was now on top of you.

‘‘(y/n), could you please put some pants on?’‘ Death was dripping from Lara’s voice and you gulped.

‘‘If you don’t, you won’t like what’ll happen next, sweetheart.’‘ Lara smirked and your heart skipped a beat.  It seemed to have stopped though.