[ONGOING] Assassin's Creed Oneshots (REQUESTS OPEN - SMUT INCLUDED)

🅱𝛼𝖌ບ𝑒𝕥𝕥𝑒𝘴❟ 𝑪𝑟ဓ𝑖𝘴𝘴𝛼𝛈𝕥𝘴 𝛼𝛈𝚍 𝑪ဓ𝒇𝒇𝑒𝑒 ⧿ 𝓐𝑟𝛈ဓ 𝔁 𝞛ဓ𝚍𝑒𝑟𝛈 ℞𝑒𝛼𝚍𝑒𝑟

Arno smiles as he reaches you and you return the smile.

"Shall we be off?" you ask him, sort of mocking his posh British accent.

An eye roll and a smile from him. "We shall." he replies in the same mock posh accent, though unsurprisingly he's better at it than you.

God, his fucking voice was going to be your undoing.

As you walk, you get to know each other better.

You learned that Arno had also read the entirety of the A Court Of Thorns And Roses series, and you both gushed over the characters as you walked.

As you approach your apartment building, you notice a flash of recognition across Arno's face.

"What is it?" you ask him. "That's my building." he replies, clearly dumbfounded.

"Is it really?" you ask with a teasing undertone. You both walk in and head to the elevators.

Once you get into an elevator, you press the button that has the number 9 on it. Arno looks dumbfounded once again as he says, "That's my floor."

Okay, how long is this coincidence shit going to go on for? you think as you and Arno get off the elevator.

As you walk through the hallway, Arno looks at apartment 948. I swear if that's his apartment I will spontaneously combust. you think as you walk to the door of apartment number 950 and unlock your door.

"Home sweet home." you say to Arno as he walks into the apartment. Your living room had a large sectioned F/C couch accented with cream pillows and a silky black throw for decoration. There was a small wood and glass coffee table and a large plasma TV with a low table, which was your TV stand even though the TV was mounted to the wall. It was more for storage. The TV stand held an Xbox Series X, a PS5 and a Nintendo Switch dock with the Switch in it. The controllers were in the drawers of the TV stand so there was no clutter.

"Make yourself at home," you say. "Remote's on the coffee table and controllers for the consoles are under the main TV stand in the drawers there. Do you want anything to eat or drink?"

"Peppermint tea and a croissant would be nice." he replies as he sits on the couch. "I only have store bought chocolate croissants, would that be okay?" you ask Arno.

"Yeah, it's fine. Mint and chocolate go well together anyway."

"Honey or sugar in the tea?"

"Two sugars, please." he replies.

"Jeez, it's like I'm your barista even when I'm not  working," you say with a chuckle. "I'll be right back in a few minutes with your stuff. Watch or play what you want, just don't make me lose progress or corrupt anything."

Timeskip, Arno's POV

He sips some of the peppermint tea Y/N had given him while watching Loki with them on the couch. "Arno," they say. "Do you want me to cook or order dinner?"

"Do you have any food?" he asks them.

"Well...not enough for two people," Y/N replies. "What do you want me to order?"

"Greek food sounds good. I'd like a lamb gyros."

"Wrapped or unwrapped?"

"Unwrapped, please." he replies, giving them a small smile in thanks.

They nod and call a Greek place on their phone. He keeps quiet until they say, "Thank you." and hang up.

"It'll be here in twenty to forty minutes," Y/N says. "I have to go downstairs to pick it up though."