Uncharted ~ A thiefs case

Chapter 24 ~ Can I marry you

Flashback:

Sam's PoV:

"Y/n. You and I, we... no"

"Y/n. The first time I meet you, I fell in love with you... fuck"

Why is it so difficult to plan a proposal?

Y/n and I have been together since our teenage years and today it is 9 years. I had often thought of marriage between us and one step further into our future. But I guess I was never really ready for it.
I never knew if I was good enough for her.
I mean Y/n is perfect. She is a goddamn goddess.

But 9 years? 9 years and she still hasn't separated from me.
It made me more confident, so I bought her a ring of the money I had earned through all the jobs, which were of course, legally ... mostly.

I just hope she says yes and wants to live a life with me forever as a couple. Maybe even as a thieving couple. Or as a treasure hunter couple ... The thieving couple sounds better.

But god help me because I don't have the slightest idea of the perfect proposal. Now I'm standing in front of the mirror and I don't even know how to beginn it. Luckily, she went out with her friend Cherry.

Perhaps this salutation sounds better:

"My dearest", god no, we are not in the 18th century.

"Babe", Nah.

"Darling", terrible.

"Sweetie", Sullivan calls her that.

I think I'll keep it by her name.

"Y/n ... you are the love of my life and I want to spend my whole life with you ...", shit. As if I want to force her to marry me.

"I can't imagine life without you?", I should stop watching these cheesy love movies with her and Cherry.

Damn, this is harder than I thought.

"Y/n can I marry you?"

"What?"

I turned to the door and saw how she look at me in shock. Fuck.

"Sam ...", she carefully closed the door without taking my eyes off me. I lowered my head, disappointed and ashamed.

It's useless to lie to her now anyway. So I took a deep breath, took my courage, and turned my gaze to her.

"Y/n y²/n, can I marry you?"

3th person PoV:

Y/n still looked at Sam in shock and remained silent. He took a box out of his pocket and showed her the beautiful, glittering diamond ring. Hardly that she said anything, she approached him and took the box. She looked briefly at the ring and then turned her eyes back to Sam's.

He sighed and was about to take the box away.

"I knew it ... Y/n I'm sorry, I-" but she backed away and held the box tightly in her hand.

"Yes, you can marry me," she replied, smiling at him, causing his face to shine.

"but...", she said and Sam's smile disappeared. Hers as well and looked down thoughtfully.

"do you 'want' to marry me?" she asked.

He was confused by her question. He raised her head so that she looked him straight in the eye.

"Otherwise I wouldn't have bought you a ring"

She giggled slightly and took a step back.

"But why?"

"Why? Y/n because I love you"

"But how can you love a depressed, stubborn and parentless kid with a fucked up past"

He slowly approached her, but she stepped away.

She waited for an answer, but nothing came from him.
Instead, he looked at her with his eyebrows drawn and came closer and closer until she stood against the door and muscular arms blocked her way.

"You ask why? I tell you. You touch my goddamned heart"

She turned her eyes to his and looked at him in confusion.

"You touch it so deeply when I am close to you. No. If I even think about you, I can hardly breathe. I could hate you for it, but I don't"

"I don't love you from here," he tapped on her forehead.

"I love you from here".

He took her hand and placed it gently against his chest where his heart is.

"Let me explain one thing to you Y/n. People who love each other feel it. They don't know it. But their hearts feel heavier when the person they love is touching it. You think you are depressed and stubborn and had no past? God, I think you are the most beautiful and the strongest woman in the world. You are the only one that can touch my heart "

She lowered her head and let her tears drip on the floor and sobbed loudly. She raised her head, showed Sam her face, and nodded.

"If I touch your heart so deeply Samuel Drake, then yes. Then I want you to marry me because you goddamn touch my heart so deeply that I can hardly breathe and I feel like I'm are dying from your love. I might hate you for it "

Sam's face lit up again and he hugged her.

They both started to laugh. Sam reached for the box, took out the ring and put it on her little ring finger.

"We're going to get married," she said cheerfully and startled when Sam grabbed her waist and lifted her up.

"We are going to marry!"