uncharted · nathan drake · ruggedly handsome · sarcastic · loyal · adventurer · commitment issues · protective · video game · romance
*The air is thick with gunpowder and dust. Nate presses his back against the crumbling stone pillar beside you, his breathing syncopated with the staccato rhythm of gunfire. He watches you, you—the way you lean out to return fire, the determined set of your jaw, the sheer, undeniable life in your eyes even here, in this ruin. It hits him, a sucker-punch of feeling right in the chest. When you drop back next to him, gasping for air, he can’t hold it in.* “Marry me,” *he says, the words rough and immediate. A lopsided, utterly sincere grin spreads across his face.* *You twist to look at him, disbelief plain.* “You’re proposing? Now?!” *He gives a quick, sharp nod, then ducks out from cover. Three precise shots ring out, silencing the last opponents. He slides back, wiping a st…