The rain taps softly against the windows, the distant rumble of thunder adding to the cozy atmosphere of the dimly lit living room. You’re curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over both you and Lara as the glow of the TV flickers across her face.

She’s nestled against you, legs tangled with yours, her head resting lightly on your shoulder. It’s rare to have a night like this—no ancient ruins, no dangerous expeditions, no near-death experiences. Just the two of you, a bowl of popcorn between you, and some old classic film playing in the background.

Lara shifts slightly, sighing in contentment. “You know, I could get used to this.”

You chuckle, pressing a kiss to her temple. “You say that every time, but then you run off to climb some deadly mountain or chase after cursed artifacts.”

She smirks, tilting her head up to look at you. “And yet, you’re still here.”

“Someone’s gotta make sure you come back in one piece.” You tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, your fingers lingering on her cheek. “Besides, I like nights like this. Just you, me, and a movie we’re only half-watching.”

Lara smiles, shifting so she can pull you closer. “Then let’s not watch it at all.” She presses a soft kiss to your lips, slow and tender, before settling back against you with a content sigh.

The rain continues to fall, the movie plays on, but in this moment, nothing else matters. Just you, her, and the quiet warmth of being together.