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[#112] Let Me Know if You're Really a Dream (Uncharted)
Theme Prompt: #112 – Autumn Rain
Title: Let Me Know if You’re Really a Dream
Fandom: The Uncharted Series
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 760
Summary: Nate and Elena get caught in the rain.
This isn’t the first time Elena’s been caught in the rain with Nate, and so long as her husband insists on continuing these adventures. Usually it’s a lovely summer drizzle, so even if they’re unfortunate enough to get wet, they’re still at least warm, or it’s a cool relief from the humidity in the jungle air. Today, however, they’re not so lucky, and Elena’s finding herself wishing that they had found an umbrella, even if neither of them would have the hands to grab it.
The autumn chill tears through her as the water renders her warm layers useless, and she hunches in on herself on instinct, trying to keep as much warmth as she can. Elena inches closer to her husband, and he glances down at her, with that overly concerned expression crossing his face.
“You okay?”
She nods, not wanting to seem like she’s wimping out. “Yeah, I’m good. Just a little cold.”
“We can stop and make camp.”
“I think we’ll have a hard time finding something dry in this weather,” she comments, squinting at the path ahead. “We should keep moving.”
“Are you sure?” Nate raises an eyebrow. “Because while I will be a good husband and tend to all your sniffle-related needs, I don’t actually want you to get sick.”
“I know. I’ll be okay. The drop site for the jeep isn’t that much farther.”
“Alright. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Nate keeps striding forward, into the darkening skies as the water continues to come down around them. She squints up at the sky above them, trying to make out the clouds in the distance before shaking her head.
“You know, I never quite understood why people thought being caught in the rain was romantic.” She wrinkles her nose as she keeps trudging forward. “You always wind up cold, and with water running up your nose.”
Nate raises an eyebrow back at her. “Well, that’s the point of getting someone close. You get the residual warmth from them to help warm you up.”
Elena raises an eyebrow before teasing. “Spoken like someone who’s stolen their fair share of rain soaked kisses?”
Nate glances back at her with an embarrassed shrug. “Sometimes, things get… hectic. You steal them when you can get them.”
“Oh, yeah. I’m well aware how that works for you,” she teases, before tapping him on the shoulder. “You’re also tall. Which means you’re not taking the rain down the nose in this equation.”
Nate considers slowly, before tipping his head to the side. “Well, okay. There you have me.”
She laughs before tucking her arm in his. “It’s nothing personal. It’s just not the romantic moment the movies make it out to be.”
“Maybe it’s all a matter of who you’re doing it with?” Nate asks, waggling an eyebrow as the thankfully covered jeep comes into view. “I think I could give it a shot.”
“Really?” She knows she shouldn’t sound that skeptical about it, but he’s heard her complaints and knows that he has a high bar to clear.
Before she can protest further, Nate sweeps her up from her spot on the ground, sitting her on the hood of the Jeep. Nate is tall, but the hood is tall enough that she has to lean down when he pushes up to kiss her. His hands steady her, the warmth pressing in to her chilled skin and sparking a bit of life back into them. His lips are also warm against hers, and she hums as she kisses him back, her hands coming up to cup his cheeks and keep him close.
Nate holds it for as long as he can, before he eventually has to rock back on his heels and smile up at her. “Better?”
“Yeah,” she grins. “That was pretty damn good.”
“Good,” he smirks, clearly pleased with himself at the kiss. Then he pulls back and snorts. “I see what you mean about the rain up the nose though.”
She laughs, placing her hands on his shoulders so she could slide off the roof. “Think we can get in the Jeep and turn up the heat now?”
“Please,” Nate nods, fishing out the keys and opening the doors. “Let’s get out of here and go home.”
As she slides into the passenger’s seat and turns up the heat, Nate’s hand finds hers after putting the Jeep into gear. She smiles and as the rain soaked woods fade away, she can’t help but feel that Nate is still the best place that’s ever felt like home.
Title: Let Me Know if You’re Really a Dream
Fandom: The Uncharted Series
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 760
Summary: Nate and Elena get caught in the rain.
This isn’t the first time Elena’s been caught in the rain with Nate, and so long as her husband insists on continuing these adventures. Usually it’s a lovely summer drizzle, so even if they’re unfortunate enough to get wet, they’re still at least warm, or it’s a cool relief from the humidity in the jungle air. Today, however, they’re not so lucky, and Elena’s finding herself wishing that they had found an umbrella, even if neither of them would have the hands to grab it.
The autumn chill tears through her as the water renders her warm layers useless, and she hunches in on herself on instinct, trying to keep as much warmth as she can. Elena inches closer to her husband, and he glances down at her, with that overly concerned expression crossing his face.
“You okay?”
She nods, not wanting to seem like she’s wimping out. “Yeah, I’m good. Just a little cold.”
“We can stop and make camp.”
“I think we’ll have a hard time finding something dry in this weather,” she comments, squinting at the path ahead. “We should keep moving.”
“Are you sure?” Nate raises an eyebrow. “Because while I will be a good husband and tend to all your sniffle-related needs, I don’t actually want you to get sick.”
“I know. I’ll be okay. The drop site for the jeep isn’t that much farther.”
“Alright. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Nate keeps striding forward, into the darkening skies as the water continues to come down around them. She squints up at the sky above them, trying to make out the clouds in the distance before shaking her head.
“You know, I never quite understood why people thought being caught in the rain was romantic.” She wrinkles her nose as she keeps trudging forward. “You always wind up cold, and with water running up your nose.”
Nate raises an eyebrow back at her. “Well, that’s the point of getting someone close. You get the residual warmth from them to help warm you up.”
Elena raises an eyebrow before teasing. “Spoken like someone who’s stolen their fair share of rain soaked kisses?”
Nate glances back at her with an embarrassed shrug. “Sometimes, things get… hectic. You steal them when you can get them.”
“Oh, yeah. I’m well aware how that works for you,” she teases, before tapping him on the shoulder. “You’re also tall. Which means you’re not taking the rain down the nose in this equation.”
Nate considers slowly, before tipping his head to the side. “Well, okay. There you have me.”
She laughs before tucking her arm in his. “It’s nothing personal. It’s just not the romantic moment the movies make it out to be.”
“Maybe it’s all a matter of who you’re doing it with?” Nate asks, waggling an eyebrow as the thankfully covered jeep comes into view. “I think I could give it a shot.”
“Really?” She knows she shouldn’t sound that skeptical about it, but he’s heard her complaints and knows that he has a high bar to clear.
Before she can protest further, Nate sweeps her up from her spot on the ground, sitting her on the hood of the Jeep. Nate is tall, but the hood is tall enough that she has to lean down when he pushes up to kiss her. His hands steady her, the warmth pressing in to her chilled skin and sparking a bit of life back into them. His lips are also warm against hers, and she hums as she kisses him back, her hands coming up to cup his cheeks and keep him close.
Nate holds it for as long as he can, before he eventually has to rock back on his heels and smile up at her. “Better?”
“Yeah,” she grins. “That was pretty damn good.”
“Good,” he smirks, clearly pleased with himself at the kiss. Then he pulls back and snorts. “I see what you mean about the rain up the nose though.”
She laughs, placing her hands on his shoulders so she could slide off the roof. “Think we can get in the Jeep and turn up the heat now?”
“Please,” Nate nods, fishing out the keys and opening the doors. “Let’s get out of here and go home.”
As she slides into the passenger’s seat and turns up the heat, Nate’s hand finds hers after putting the Jeep into gear. She smiles and as the rain soaked woods fade away, she can’t help but feel that Nate is still the best place that’s ever felt like home.