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.

“Don’t you just look lovely?” Sam whispered, causing you to roll your eyes as he looked down at the sparkling white dress you wore. The tiny jewels on the dress sparkled in the light. There was a slit in the dress where your leg peeked out, but it was only there so you could have easy access to your pistol.

“Focus on the task at hand, Sam,” you mumbled, looking away from him. You had only known Sam for a handful of hours. It was the first time that you had met him and he was already flirting.

Sam nodded as he looked at the cross. “I’m going to get into position. You should go after Nathan, make sure he’s okay.”

You nodded before Sam and you headed separate ways. You gave a nod to Sully before you exited through the back door. It wasn’t hard to avoid the guards since the lights had blacked out. Nathan had finished his task. It didn’t take long for you to find him since you heard the sound of fists and Nathan’s voice.

You rushed into the office where you noticed Nadine and Nathan fighting. “Where is it?” Nadine spat out as she held Nathan in a chokehold.

“Hey, Nadine!” You shouted as you threw a nearby book at her head which she ended up dodging. Nadine let out a growl as she rushed towards you. You dodged her attack and knocked her down, leaving Nathan ample time to get out of there.

You watched as Nathan ran out the door before you face came in contact with the hard marble floor. Nadine sat on top of you as she held your arm back. You let out a small cry before kicking her off of you.

“A little hard to fight in that dress, don’t you think?” Nadine asked as she got into position.

You shrugged as you held your fists up. You could already feel the pain from your busted lip. “At least I look great,” you sassed before you rushed over to her, throwing the first punch. Nadine ended up dodging it as she managed to get two hits in.

“I see you’re a smart ass like Nathan Drake,” she spat out before you managed to grab her hair and drag her down. She let out a small cry as you slammed her face into the ground, hard enough to leave a bruise.

Nadine motioned to get her arms around you waist before she threw you into a podium that had a vase on it. You winced as you felt the glass dig into your back, surely the white dress had been stained with red.

“Where the hell is the crucifix?” Nadine shouted as she grabbed your shoulders.

You looked at her through your black eye and just smirked. “It’s sure as hell not with Rafe,” you snapped before you ripped the gun out of your hostler, aiming it at her. “Step back.”

Nadine scoffed, but let go of you. “You’re not going to get away with this. You and your little band of thieves are only going to get so far. Don’t forget that I have a goddamn army to back me up.”

You smiled as you slowly stood, the gun still aimed at her. “Yes, but we still managed to get the cross,” you said before slightly wincing as you stretched your back.

“There’s no way you’ll find the treasure,” Nadine sneered as she gave you a glare.

“We’ll see about that, Nadine. It was nice meeting you and Rafe. I hope I don’t see you again in the near future,” you said as you walked towards the door.

Nadine rolled her eyes, “You’re like a little child.”

“Don’t forget that I have a gun pointed at you,” you warned as you waved the gun around causing Nadine to roll her eyes.

Nadine watched as you made your way out the room and down the stairs. The guards seemed nowhere in sight, probably all looking for Nathan and Sam. You heard gunshots in the distance, but you ignored them. You were bleeding and bruised, thanks to Nadine. You managed to give Nadine a black eye as well, but she had done a lot more damage.

You rushed towards the parking lot, avoiding any guards you could. You had a few close calls, but you managed to get away safely. You saw Sully waiting patiently in the car and you rushed to get in.

“You look like you’ve been through hell, kid,” Sully pointed out as you rolled your eyes.

“I feel like hell,” you mumbled as you leaned back in the seat.

“Just don’t get blood on the seats, darling. It’s a rental,” Sully joked and you actually cracked a smile.

“Where the hell are Sam and Nathan?” You asked and just then you heard the gunshots and their yells as they ran towards the car. Once they were in, Sully took off.

“Nadine sure did a number on you, [Name],” Nate whispered as he took a look at your face.

You shot a glare at him, “Seriously?”

“Hey, everyone, calm down,” Sam said as he pulled out the cross from his pocket. “We got what we came for.”

Sully let out a laugh as he took a drag out of his cigar. “Ain’t that just great?”

“Great,” you whispered sarcastically. It was a little hard to celebrate considering that you were in pain.

Nathan patted your back. “I really appreciate it. Nadine would have kicked my ass. You’re a much better fighter than me.”

“I was originally going to be in the military,” you said as you looked out the window. You had already done all the training, but you had asked to be discharged last minute. A lot of them called you a coward, but you did it so you could go find El Dorado with Nathan and Elena. “Nadine still kicked my ass despite the training I had. My commander would have been disappointed.”

“Hey, you don’t look that bad,” Sam said as he took a glance at you. “A black eye and a couple of cuts aren’t that bad.”

“Would you like me to give you a black eye?” You asked causing Sam to shake his head.

Nathan and Sully let out a small laugh while Sam just held up his hands defensively. “Sorry,” he said before letting out a laugh. He knew that you were just joking.

“So, where are we heading next?” Sully as he looked in the rear window mirror to see that Nathan had already opened the cross.

You looked back at him in anticipation. “Well?”

A giggle escaped from your lips as Rafe whispered something in your ear. You couldn’t understand him, but his warm breath sent shivers down your back. “Rafe, we have work to do,” you whispered, pushing him back.

“Work can be done later,” Rafe whispered, leaning against you as his arm went around your waist, pulling you close.

The sound of someone clearing their throat caused Rafe and you to pull apart. You looked to the open door to see Sam standing there with an annoyed expression.

“Seriously, don’t make out on the important documents,” he grumbled, holding yet another cigarette in his hand as he made his way past you. “We only have a few days till the lead goes cold. We need to work.”

Rafe watched Sam’s expression for a second before he smiled. “You’re right,” he said, before glancing back at you. He gave you a short kiss before he exited the room.

“Why are you so grouchy?” You asked, giving his back a pat.

“I just don’t appreciate the two of you almost having sex on this table where I work,” he complained causing you to turn bright red.

“I would never!” You quickly said, but Sam gave you an all-knowing look. “Just not on this table.”

Sam let out a chuckle as he took another drag of his cigarette. “What do you see in Rafe?” He suddenly asked, causing you to raise an eyebrow.

“Why?” You asked, leaning against the table for support. Sam looked at waist-length table and the map that said on top of it. Hundreds of sticky notes were on the huge map of the earth, just staring history. Almost all of the notes were put by you, a few by Sam, but it was mostly you. You were a historian. That was how you met Rafe in the first place. He had hired you to tag along with him and somehow your feelings had grown for him.

“I don’t know,” Sam said a few moments after. “Just curious I suppose.”

“Well, I met him while you were still in Panama. He hired me to collect everything on the history of Henry Avery and all the other pirates that sided with him. It was actually really exciting! I thought it would be super boring, but I was surprised,” You explained and you could see Sam watching you with a small smile. “What?”

“You’re such a dork,” he whispered, causing you to let out a laugh.

“I’m the dork?” you asked with wide eyes, shaking your head. “Am not!”

“Are too!” He countered, sticking his tongue out at you.

You glared at him for a moment before you burst out laughing and the same went for Sam. But, Sam soon stopped laughing and he let out a sigh. “[Name], I’m going to say something, but I need you to just listen and not talk, okay?”

“Um, okay?” You mumbled, watching as Sam took in a deep breath.

“Let’s leave Rafe here.” You were about to say something, but Sam held his hands up stopping you. “Rafe’s lying to you. He doesn’t love you, [Name]. He’s using you because of what you know. Look, we can leave and find the cross ourselves and the treasure will be ours.”

“Sam, I don’t know…” You whispered, not knowing to believe Sam or not.

“Look, you want proof?” He asked, pulling his phone out. “I managed to record them.”

He turned the phone on and went to his videos and played it for you.

In the video, Nadine and Rafe stood in a room that had maps and other artifacts scattered all over the place. You had only seen that room once, Rafe didn’t allow anyone inside. Except Nadine. “Rafe, you need to stop messing around and get the information we need,” Nadine roughly stated causing Rafe to roll his eyes.

“Nadine, Nadine, calm down. I can’t just straight up ask [Name],” Rafe said, rubbing her shoulders.

“She’s going to eventually find out that you’re using her and then what? She’ll refuse to help us!” Nadine shouted, shoving Rafe back.

“Look, I’m not just going to let her walk away from this. Who cares if she finds out? I’ll force her to help if not…” Rafe lifted his fingers to his head and pretended to shoot himself. “That easy.”

“Stop!” You blurted out, pushing the phone away from you. “I believe you, Sam,” you whispered, trying to blink away the tears that had formed.

“Hey, darling, listen to me. Forget about Rafe. He’s an asshole. We can leave and find my little brother and we can find the treasure without Rafe,” Sam stated as he tried to comfort you.

You nodded, feeling your sadness get replaced by anger. “Oh, he’s going to be so angry when we get to it first.”

Sam smirked, patting your back. “That’s the spirit!”

You let out a laugh as you gathered all your supplies and Sam helped before the two of you headed out. You two sneaked past all of Nadine’s men and finally made it to a Sam’s jeep out back. You placed all the things in the back seat and climbed in the passenger seat. Sam quickly drove off before anyone noticed.

You looked over at Sam. You couldn’t shake the thought on why he decided to help you. He could have just left on his own but he took you with him. “Why, Sam?”

Sam hummed, looking at you. “What do you mean?”

“Why would get me out? You could have left me there,” you mumbled but Sam shook his head.

“Never,” he said. “[Name], I need you with me and it hurt to see you with Rafe like that.” He looked over at you before sighing. “I love you, [Name]. I really do and I just couldn’t let Rafe use you like that.”

You stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. Sam looked over at you again, concern flashed in his eyes. “Sam, I care about you a lot too. Just give me some time, okay?”

Sam gave you a smile. “Of course.”

“So, where are we heading?” You changed the topic, smiling widely at him.

Nadine Ross watched as the shore came closer and closer. She glanced back at the treasure that sat behind her. She scoffed when her mind wandered to Rafe and his foolish ways. If he had listened to her, he would still be sliced now. Nadine had managed to escape, but not without seeing Avery’s boat parish. Nadine stopped the boat when you saw some of her men, a part of her wondered if they were still loyal to her or had joined Rafe.

“Ma’am,” one of them said, greeting her.

Nadine watched their expression for a second before realizing that these men were still loyal to her. “Load the treasure in the SUV,” she ordered and then went to work right away. A few people eyed the treasure as the men carried it towards the nearby Shoreline SUV, but one look from Nadine caused them to look away.

“Everything’s put away,” one of the men said, the same one from before. Nadine looked over at him and then at the black SUV before she nodded.

Nadine made her way towards the SUV and climbed in. The men tried to follow her but she stopped them. “Find another way back. I want to be alone.”

“Um, yes ma'am?” He said, backing away. Nadine faced the road and started to drive off. She drove for a few miles before night fell. Nadine didn’t realize how tired she really was, but she felt different when she noticed a small bar on the side of the road.

Nadine parked in the parking lot of the bar before getting out and heading to the bar. The bar from the outside looked rusty and old, but the inside was comfortably furnished with modern details. Nadine made her way over to the bar, taking a seat away from the other customers.

You noticed her sitting and walked over to take her order, “What can I get you, darling?”

“Give me your strongest drink,” Nadine mumbled with her head resting in her hands.

“Tough day, love?” You asked as you poured her a drink before handing it to her.

“Too many to count,” she said before taking a large gulp from her drink.

“You want to talk about it?” You asked, leaning towards her.

“It’s a long story.”

“I got time. Plus, I’ll rather talk to you then those drunk men over there,” you said, pointing to the men that were yelling at each other over some stupid card game.

“Well,” Nadine started, shaking her head. “I was partners with this man named Rafe. We were looking for something big. It’s been a long journey together, but he ended up crossing me.”

“Oh? What happened to him then? Did you at least get payback?” You asked, invested into the story.

“I did get a good punch in. Plus, he got what he deserved,” she mumbled, causing you to smile.

“Good, my name’s [Name], by the way. What’s yours?” You asked, holding your hand out for her to shake.

“Nadine Ross,” Nadine asked as she shook your hand.

You gave her a small smile, wanting to say something but you couldn’t find the courage. You found Nadine attractive and it was rare that you found women that you were attracted to. Mostly jerks inhabited the bar so it was rare to meet someone different and interesting. “So, Nadine, I get off in a little bit. Do you want to hang out after?”

Nadine watched you for a second before nodding. “Sounds good.”

“Great!” You exclaimed before giving her a quick wink. You went back to work, cleaning tables, dishes and sweeping. Everyone else had left except for Nadine who was making small talk with you.

“How long have you lived here?” Nadine asked causing you to sigh.

“I’ve lived here all my life,” you said, disappointment clear in your tone.

“You sound upset?”

“I hate it here, Nadine,” you confessed, putting the broom to the side. “It’s always the same thing every day and I’m bored. I want adventure! I want to travel.”

“Why don’t you?” Nadine asked, giving you a small smile.

You scoffed, shaking your head. “I don’t have the money to leave this place.”

“Come with me,” Nadine blurted out causing you to look at her with wide eyes.

“Nadine, you don’t even know me,” you said honestly, but Nadine shrugged.

“I know enough from the last half hour of talking to you,” Nadine said, giving you a small smirk. “Come on. It’s better than rotting your life away in here.”

You looked around the bar before nodding. “Oh, what the hell. I’ll come.”

10 years later

Nadine awoke to the sounds of children screaming and the sound of her spouse trying to calm them down. Nadine smiled lightly as she slipped out of bed and headed towards the bedroom to freshen up. When she was done, she could still hear her children’s voice. She shook her head as she walked down the stairs.

“Mommy!” Her four-year-old daughter, Felicity screamed running up to Nadine before hugging her tightly.

“Hello, baby,” Nadine whispered, kissing her cheek. Nadine glanced over at her six-year-old son, Barry who was coloring in his coloring book. He waved at Nadine and she waved back. “Why don’t you go back to playing?”

Felicity nodded as she ran over to Barry. Nadine shook her head as a small smile replaced her lips as she spotted you cooking in the kitchen. Nadine wrapped her arms around you before kissing your cheek. “Good morning, my love.”

You smiled, looking back at her. “Good morning to you.”

Nadine rested her head on your shoulders as she glanced back at the kids. “I love you.”

A soft groan escaped your lips as you pushed your head deeper into the abundance of throw pillows. You clutched onto your stomach as you rolled over, trying to find a less painful position. The sound of the front door opening distracted you from the pain for a second before it another wave of pain attacked your insides.

“[Name]! I’m home!” Sam’s voice sounded from the living room and you could hear his heavy footsteps heading towards the bedroom. He opened the door and eyed your pained state. “Um,” he tried to come up with something you say as he rubbed the back of his neck. “You alright, babe?”

“No, I’m not fucking alright,” you snapped, glaring at him from under the pillows and blanket.

Sam held his hands up in defense as he walked over to the bed and took a seat. His eyes were still on you. Confusion shined clearly in his eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I make you mad?”

“Not everything is about you, Sam!” You yelled without him thinking. It was the pain talking. You quickly sat up but dropped again when you felt your ovaries start to hurt. “Ow.”

Sam rubbed your back, letting out a small sigh. “Let me guess, time of the month, darling?”

“No shit, Sherlock,” you groaned but leaned into Sam’s caring touch. “That feels good.”

Sam chuckled as he continued to lightly massage your lower back. His large hands worked expertly to release all the knots in your back. “Why don’t the two of us just stay home tonight? Watch a few Disney movies, order pizza and just relax?” He suggested and you eagerly nodded.

“That sounds amazing,” you softly whispered, almost drifting asleep.

“Lucky for you,” Sam said as he stood, removing his hands from your back. You already missed his touch. “I brought you something from the store.”

You sat up, watching him disappear into the kitchen before coming back with your favorite chocolate. “Oh, thank you so much, Sam!” You thanked as you grabbed the chocolate bar from him.

“Eh, it was the least that I could do,” he spoke, walking over to the TV that sat on top of the dresser. He turned it on before switching over to Netflix. “What do you want to watch?”

“Mulan,” you quickly replied causing him to smirk.

“Good choice,” he simply said before turning the movie on. You watched the first twenty minutes without him since he had left to go buy some pizza. Sam placed the box of pizza in front of you before crawling in bed next to you.

“Sam, you are a saint,” you said, kissing his cheek before grabbing a slice of pizza.

“And you’re my angel,” he replied before he began to laugh causing you to roll your eyes. “Sorry, that was cheesy.” He eyed you for a second before he said, “Get it? We’re eating pizza and it’s cheesy? Ah, nevermind.”

You let out a laugh. “You’re such a dork.”

“I am not a dork, [Name]. I’m a very manly man,” he quickly said as he puffed his chest out.

“Oh, yeah?” you said, thinking of something Sam would never do. “Only real men go buy their girlfriend pads. Are you up for the challenge?” You smirked as you watched the color drain from his face.

“Um, the stores are closed,” he tried to come up with an excuse you just rolled your eyes.

“Excuses, excuses. You’re just scared,” you whispered, running your finger across his jaw.

“I am not! I’ll prove it!” He said, standing up but you stopped him.

“I’m just teasing, Sam,” you said, pulling him back in bed. “Just lay with me.”

“I have no complaints about that,” he whispered as he softly kissed your lips before pulling away. The voices of Mushu and Mulan were heard in the background and it was slightly awkward making out to a Disney movie.

“Dude, this is the best part!” You squealed, turning Sam’s head towards the TV.

Sam smiled at you before glancing over at the TV. He pulled you close, his arm wrapped around your waist. You sighed peacefully as you rested your head on his chest. “I am so lucky to have a man like you.”

A small smile spread across his lips. “I am pretty great.”

“Way to ruin the moment!” You hit his chest, rolling your eyes, trying to pull away from him but Sam kept you close.

“I’m kidding,” he whispered, kissing your cheek. “You know that I love you more than anything, right?”

You hummed, wanting him to continue. Sam stared at your face for a few seconds before he found the words to say.

“I love you so much, [Name], but please try not to get blood everywhere.” He joked again and you pulled away from him.

“Sam!”

“Sorry, sorry! I can’t help it,” he said, pulling you close again. “Let’s just eat some pizza, okay?”

“Okay,” you said, taking another slice.