Not Wasting A Second: A Lara x Sam Drabble

Not Wasting A Second

Synopsis: Set just after the events of Yamatai, on the rescue ship. Following their ordeal, Lara and Sam have finally opened up about their feeling for one another and Sam muses over the event in her journal.

Pairing: Lara Croft x Sam Nishimura

Rating: PG-13

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Sam sighed and plonked herself down next to the rickety wooden desk. It and the chair she sat on were the only features of the cabin other than the bunk bed. The room was silent but for the sound of Lara’s almost snores, emanating from the bottom bunk.
Her eyes creased as she smiled at the sleeping figure, still bunched against the cabin wall despite the fact that Sam vacating the bed had left at least a little room to stretch. The adventurer was deeply asleep and not likely to wake up for a while, her injuries and her somewhat gingerly performed antics with Sam had seen to that. Sam beamed even more as that sunk in; Lara Croft sound asleep and stark naked in my bunk bed. Wowsers.

Sam on the other hand had felt restless since she’d recovered from the sock of almost being possessed by Himiko. When she hadn’t been with Lara, she’d paced the length and width of the ship and no doubt made a nuisance of herself to the crew in the process. She turned to the desk and a pile of tatty journal pages caught her eye. Lara had mentioned finding some pages of Sam’s journal around the island. Sam leafed through the pages, some badly water damaged, some with specks of blood on them, until she found and entry from her own. She skimmed the words and let out a quiet laugh at the words. It was the entry she’d wrote on vacation in Greece, their first trip together in the summer break after their first year at University.

‘Who knew there would be so many cute guys? Certainly not Lara, ha!’

That part in particular made Sam laugh. She flipped the page over to find the other side blank and, with little else to fill her time, she decided to add to the journal entry. She reached for a pen and began to write.

“So on our first holiday together, after I had tried to set Lara up with one guy too many, the intrepid archaeologist-to-be burst into the hotel room and blurted out that she was, in fact, gay.

I remember quite vividly how my heart had skipped a beat at the revelation. Thing was, I’d known I was bi since junior high when all the girls fancied Charlie Tanner and all the boys fancied Charlotte Machin and I found myself drooling after both of them. That’s off-topic…the point was that I’d fallen for Lara *thud* quite early on and I’d never actually told her because I didn’t want to risk the friendship.

But now she was telling me that she’d liked girls all along and suddenly I maybe had a chance? (Gosh I wish I’d had a better gaydar…) So you’d think I’d go for it right then and there, tell her how I felt about her and hope for the best.

I didn’t. I chickened out. I mean she’d just shared this news with me and BAM! I tell her I think she’s super hot? What if she hadn’t liked me back? What if she thought I was using her as an experiment?  I mean she’d never seen me hit on another girl because we of course never went on the scene together and I couldn’t in any old club because like I said, no gaydar. So I bottled it.

Seems silly now. But for those next two years of university, man did I fawn for her. I mean, I used to really obviously hit on guys in the hope that maybe Lara did like me and would eventually profess her feelings for me in a sudden fit of territoriality,

Well that didn’t happen. Turns out that it takes nearly getting possessed by an ancient sun queen for Lara to get territorial. Go figure?!

After what we’ve been through, after almost losing one another, all of those years of silence seem like a total waste. I couldn’t hold my feeling back anymore and as she carried me down from that mountain, like some stupid heroic Princess Charming, I raised a hand to her cheek and, barely conscious, murmured that I loved her. That was probably a bad move anyway because the girl almost dropped me. When she regained her balance she stood there just looking at me, gazing at me with those hazel eyes and they were glazed with emotion.

“I love you too, Sam. Always have.” She replied and I could hear the incredulous tone in her voice, like a dream she had never imagined could come true just had. It hit me then, that she must have been spending as much time pining for me as I had her…

Well, I’ll tell you something. We are not going to be wasting any more time. If Yamatai taught me anything it’s that you have to grab on to any and all good with both hands. So that’s what I’m going to do. Grab on. Both hands. Hmm, maybe I’ll wait until she’s awake though first…

Nah. Not wasting a second.”