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

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Timeskip, Ezio's POV

Before going to interrogate and beat the living shit out of the puttana (whore), he decides to stop by Desmond's bar for a drink because every club he'd ever been to had drinks that tasted like a strange concoction of motor oil and shitty tequila. Desmond waves to him as he walks in and takes a seat at the counter. "Hey Ezio," Desmond says. "Where's Y/N? They usually come with you."

"At their place," he replies. "Have you heard of someone named Lucrezia, by any chance?"

"Yeah, she swings by every now and again. Why?"

"The puttana (whore) hurt them," he says, leaning on the table a bit. "I'm heading over to where she was last seen by Y/N. You know that club a couple doors down from you?"

"Yeah-Oh, shit. Does she work there? As a stripper?"

"Unfortunately, sì (yes)."

"She'll definitely be over there," Desmond says. "She's tried to flirt with me whenever she comes in, but I've always rejected her advances. I think she's more interested in making a quick buck off of me than an actual romantic relationship."

"She's fucked everyone at this point. Even Cesare."

Desmond's face crinkles in disgust as he says, "That's fucking gross, man. Aren't they siblings?"

"I know," he replies. "While I'm here, could you get me a double of the Amaretto?"

"Sure, coming right up."

Your POV

Everyone was in your house. It was fine, but they all kept a close eye on you-probably at Ezio's request. "Y/N?" Aveline asks you.

"Hm?"

"Are you alright, mon chéri (my dear, I'm pretty sure you use masculine conjugation for gender neutral people...Right? I need help if anyone's fluent in French correct me if I'm wrong please-)?"

"...Yeah Aveline, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

You nod and feel Aveline hug you.

"Oi, Y/N. Do you have any rum?" you hear Edward ask.

"No." Which was a lie, you had a stash of alcohol only for Desmond to make cocktails.

"...Connor, can you go buy me rum?"

"You're not supposed to be drinking right now, Grandfather." you hear Connor say.

"That's the damned point, lad! Jaysus..."

"Edward," you say. "You're not going to drink anything under my roof."

Timeskip, Ezio's POV

He had just given Lucrezia the threat of her life. He didn't care that her family was the most powerful mafia leaders in Firenze and were orchestrating the largest drug empire in the country, he just wanted to send the damned puttana (whore) a message.

Now, he was making his way back to Y/N. And as he walked, he realized something. He was in love with Y/N and had essentially ignored them these past two years. He always butt out of spending time with them because of his previous girlfriends and they probably resented him for it now.

He felt the rise of self hatred for what he had done to them by not paying attention to them and tamped it down.

He would get through this.

He would tell them.

He reminded himself of that as he opened the now unlocked door to Y/N's house using a key they had given him a few years back. Before he'd opted to focus on his now exes rather than them.

Your POV

Well...Shit.

Jacob had found a whiskey stash somewhere in your house that you had for Desmond to work his magic with alcohol if he came over.

And now Edward had a shot glass of whiskey in hand.

"Y/N?" you hear someone ask. No, not just someone-Ezio.

"Ezio? What happened?" you ask.

"N-nothing much. Just gave Lucrezia the beating of her life to make her stay away from you."

Was the Ezio Auditore...Stuttering?

"Y/N...I want to apologize."

"For what?"

"For choosing my exes over you. I was brash and disrespectful and I'm truly sorry for that."

"I forgave you a long time ago," you reply. "Besides, I knew you would stop dating for a while."

Timeskip, Ezio's POV

A few months later and Lucrezia had stopped bothering Y/N for good. He's being going over to their place so much he practically lived there-he had his own toothbrush over there for God's sake!

And his love for them only intensified. He had to find a way to confess, but...How?

Your POV

As you and Ezio watch TV on the couch, he stares at you. "Y/N? Can we...Talk?"

You pause the TV and reply with, "Sure, what is it?"

Thunder booms outside, but that fades into the background as Ezio says, "I love you."

"You are?"

"Yes."

One minute he's sitting next to you. The next, his lips are on yours in a slow passionate kiss.

Ezio's POV

He'd been waiting for this, been wanting this for so goddamned long-

He ignores the dull roaring in his ears and melts into the tentative yet tender kiss. As Y/N pulls away, they give him a smile.

"Te amo, Y/N (I love you)."

"I love you too, Ezio." Y/N replies before putting their lips on his.

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Me: *about to press the publish button*

Altaïr: Ash, it's 12:10 in the morning why are you on the couch?

Me: So Edward doesn't yell at me for writing really late again-

Altaïr: ...He has a point though. You really shouldn't be going to bed this late. We're all worried, Ash.

Me: Alty, I'll be fine. I survive, alright?

Altaïr: Still, it's extremely unhealthy...Get some rest after you publish this oneshot. Promise?

Me: ...Fine.