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I Miss You || Sam Drake x Reader ||

characters: Sam Drake x Reader

Fandom: Uncharted. 

Request: Yes! Thank you, this one was similar to the other one but I decided to do them separately [Could you do a sam drake x reader where they have break up because of a fight and the reader's now living with nate and elena and cassie and at the end (after drama) they made up? Mouahaha #dramaqueen]

Prompt: You find out Sam’s been lying to you about what he does as a profession, you two argue but you already made up your mind and leave him. Nate reaches out to you and offers you a place to stay while things mull over and after some time, Sam shows up. 

Tags: @rafeadderall @missdictatorme @dragonjedihobbit @shararogers

Word Count: 2,074

A/N: Lmaoo pretty sure I was dozing off when I wrote this so if this is bad I AM SORRy 

“I know.” The words left your lips were enough to drain the colour from Sam’s face. His mind stuttered, trying to think of an explanation as to why he lied to you. The two of you hit it off in a bar two years ago and had been together ever since. Sam however tried to keep his working life separate from his love life, telling you that he was an esteemed businessman and often went on business trips across america, but that wasn’t the case at all.

He even had his brother lie for him on several occasions to make sure you were kept in the dark on what he actually did for a living. Truth be told he only did it because he was afraid of what might of would happen to you if he pissed off the wrong people. He didn’t want to be responsible for causing your death or getting you hurt. 

“What... what do you know?” His breath was shaky, he stood just a few feet from you and he was hoping that you weren’t about to voice his biggest fear. “I know you’ve been lying to me this whole time, what did you think that I wouldn’t find out? Jesus christ, Sam!” You ran your hands through your hair, and sighed. 

Stepping forward, he reached out to you only for you to step back and shake your head. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I just thought-.” you cut him off with a glower, “you just thought what? You thought that you could continue lying to me this whole time? Sam what if you had gotten hurt or worse? Killed? You leave with little to no explanation and only call when it suits you. I-I can’t believe this.” 

You were long past upset, you were now just angry and frustrated. “I just wanted to keep you safe...” he admitted, his shoulders slouching and his head dropping down, he knew he screwed up, he should’ve told you sooner. But he always told himself ‘not today’ because he wanted to avoid the topic. 

“I can’t...I can’t.” You stammered and shook your head profusely, Sam’s eyes widened and he walked up to you, he knew exactly what was running through your mind, “oh, no, no baby, I’m sorry, please don’t leave.” Seeing the pain in his eyes is what started the waterworks, the tears spilling down your cheeks as you could see him desperately try to cling onto you. 

Your face contorted into anger and sadness, of course you didn’t want to leave him but how could you be with someone who was so willing to lie to you. Who knew what else he lied about to you. “You lied, Sam. I can’t be with someone who is content with lying to my face for two years.” You pushed him away lightly and walked past him, making a bee-line to your room.

Sam knew he screwed up big time, the feeling he felt was surreal to him, how calm this argument had been with minor outbursts. He slumped down on the couch his head in his hands and just exhaled deeply. You had always been stubborn, once you made your mind up that was that, it took incredible convincing for you to change your mind. 

Knowing that there was nothing he could possibly bring himself to say would be able to change your mind, and as much as it killed him hearing the front door close he could only sit in silence, reflecting on his thoughts. 

You weren’t exactly too sure where you wanted to go, you just knew that you had to leave and you had your reasons. You stood outside on the street for well over twenty minutes, just staring blankly, reflecting on your choice. Had you regretted it? Yeah, you sure a shit did, but you couldn’t stay with someone who lied to you for so long. 

Breaking from your intense dull stare, you hadn’t realised you were crying until the cool air dried out the wetness of your cheeks. Where you were going to next was on your mind, you had no family to turn too for support. You tried to pick up your mood slightly and decided to book a hotel room to stay the night so you could plan out your next movements. 

It was nothing too fancy, just a bed and a bathroom and quiet so you could think. Oh how you wish you could just get up and go back home, your chest ached and you yearned for Sam but the hurt was what stood in the way of you going back to him. 

At just around 9 P.M. your phone vibrated on the end of the bed, you didn’t spare it a glance at first knowing that if you saw who was calling you’d most definitely pick up without a second though. But after the fifth time it vibrated relentlessly you picked up, surprised that it was in fact the younger Drake brother trying to reach out to you.

“Hey.” Your voice came out as a squeak as you played with the frayed strands of your ripped jeans. There was a pause before Nate sighed on the other end of the phone, “I just heard what happened...” he trailed off making the tears start back up again. “I’m fine, Nate. You don’t need to worry.” You tried assuring him, but your words got caught in your throat and indicated otherwise. 

“No, you’re not Y/N... the least I can do for you is to offer you somewhere to stay, until this whole thing blows over...” His voice was calming and soothed you, “That’s the thing Nate, this wont blow over.” Your face contorted into hurt as more tears dropped. “Don’t say that, I know you, the both of you, whatever it is you two are fighting about, after you two get some space you’ll be back together in no time.” 

Great, you thought. Nate doesn’t even know. Despite being on the phone you shook your head, “Not this time.” your voice whispered so delicately Nate almost didn’t hear the words pass your lips. He sighed over the phone clearly in deep thought, “would you please put my mind at rest and just stay with us, for a few weeks at least until I know you’re okay.” 

You had no idea how much you meant to Nate up until this moment, in fact it didn’t really twig that you meant so much to both brothers, Elena and even little Cassie. Knowing you’d regret the decision you resisted saying yes, but finally caved in, promising that you’d be at his door by tomorrow.

When that time came you had calmed down quite a bit, you ran your tear ducts dry from the night before but it still didn’t make the hurt lessen, the ache in your chest was still as strong as it was the night before. Elena had greeted you at the door, she tried her hardest not to look at you with pity and sorrow. However out of everyone she was the one who understood what you were going through the most. 

“How are you holding up?” She smiled, wrapping her arms around you in a tight hug. “I’ve been better.” You admitted hugging her tightly back. “Come inside, Nate’s out shopping for groceries with Cassie... I thought we could have our own talk before they get back.” You cracked a small smile, “Nate’s grocery shopping? that’s unheard of.” 

Elena laughed and sat herself down at the dining room table where she had copious amounts of articles she had stacked beside her laptop, “I didn’t believe it at first either... Ah, look at that smile I can tell you’re already feeling better.” You had sat on the chair beside her and shrugged looking down. 

“Wanna tell me what happened?” Her eyes softened as you started to slowly tell her the events of yesterday, you tried not to let it get to you as you finished filling her in but it was hard to fight the tears now. Elena comforted you, put a supportive hand on your shoulder and smiled sympathetically at you, “you wanna know something?” Her voice was soft but managed to get your attention.

“What?” You wiped away your tears with the back of your hand. “I know what you’re going through, in fact those Drake brothers have a horrible habit of lying to their partners. I would know, I’ve married Nate twice now and came this close to divorcing him once upon a time.” She fiddled with the ring on her ring finger but instead of frowning and reminiscing on what could have been, a smile pulled on her lips as she thought of the present. 

You chuckled lightly but were surprised, you never knew this about Nate or Elena. “Look, I still think Sam should’ve said something to you at least. That’s another shitty drake trait, they don’t know that us women always find out the truth. But you have to ask yourself Y/N ‘is this really worth ending things over?’ it’s not like he’s done anything else bad to you before...”

Elena was so convincing with her words, in fact you felt so much better after talking to someone who understood exactly what was going on in your head. You still weren’t ready to face him. But you were most definitely ready to forgive him after a week spent in the other Drake Household. 

You kept yourself busy during the days, you cleaned around the house for them so much to the extent that they had to hide the broom and vacuum cleaner from you to stop you from cleaning, and they also banned you from the kitchen because you had a tendency to cook for a family of seventeen people not a family of three, well, four. 

A lot of the time you watched tv and bonded more with Cassie, she was only just about to turn eleven and yet she managed to provide the emotional support you needed to get through the lulls of the day.

Friday came, you had been gone roughly a week before Sam came knocking at his brothers door. You answered it, given that no one else was home. You weren’t sure who else you expected to see on the other side of the door, but you still acted surprised to see Sam standing on the other side of the door. “Hey.” He greeted weakly, you stepped aside and too greeted him with near silence, “hey.” the voice was barely above a whisper and it was a surprise he heard her. 

“I just...uh, came to see how you were doing?” Sam scratched the back of his neck nervously and stepped inside the cozy home. “Oh.. i’m--i’m good...” You trailed off awkwardly before shaking your head, “actually... I’m being honest with you, I think last night was the only night I didn’t cry myself to sleep.. Every time I think of you I feel sick and sad and -- I miss you...”

You tried to stay strong but seeing Sam just made a wave of emotions crash into you. He was stunned at what you said, he sure wasn’t expecting anything of the sort but hearing you say you missed him made his heart beat faster and that exceptional nausea in his stomach to flourish. 

“And, I get why you didn’t tell me the truth... its also reassuring knowing Nate’s done the exact same thing and if Elena and Nate made it work then we can.” You played with your fingers as he looked to you in awe, he had not expected his visit to end with such a high. “You really mean that?” He asked, waiting patiently for an answer. “I mean it.” You answered, a smile on your face faintly. 

“I’ll never lie to you again, baby. I promise.” He started to walk over to you, outstretching his arms for a hug, you put a hand on his chest to stop him, “Oh i know, because if you do it again I’ll be pissed.” You warned, he wasn’t sure whether you were joking or serious so he was stuck at which way he supposed to react to her words. “Just hug me goddammit.” Once in a tight warm embrace, each others heart ache had healed and they no longer felt sad and down. All was good again.