Assassin x Reader

Connor x Reader {1}

He was stiff and quiet when you attended to his wounds. That was the first time that he wouldn't even let his mouth do the daily insulting. You were surprised when you accidentally tightened the bandages around his arm,quickly mumbling an apology as you loosened it and continues wrapping. And he didn't even mutter an angry remark,at all.

You became worried when he didn't even utter a single word ever since you helped him to the chair. The silence that he commited made you frustrated somehow.

"Connor,say something." You cursed,angrily looking at him. He became shocked,staring at your (e/c) eyes to see building frustration and curiousity. "Say something,damn it." You almost shouted,throwing the cloth away from your hold and stepped away from him. Your fists clench tightly,shaking violently as if you were going to either burst into tears,or you were going to slit his throat in a blink of an eye.

You took a deep breath,closing your eyes to avoid tears streaming to your cheeks. The emotions that had been building on your chest started to swell,transforming into an ugly outcome.

"(f/n)..." He whispered,and you felt your heart almost leap out of its place and you looked through his eyes. A whelming feeling dominated your whole system,not feeling your hands touch his arm. He winced when you touched his wound directly,and you yelped when he squeezed your hand softly. Warmth enveloped your body,and it suddenly felt weird,yet satisfying. It didn't feel like the happiness when you recieved you had a successful attempt on pranking Connor-which was very funny-,but it felt like taking something that you knew that it will be worth it. But you shook the thought away and took a few steps back.

"Sorry,Connor." You mumbled,heart squeezed painfully and forced your own feet to move. Then you scurried away,leaving him frowning and looking at the spot where you earlier stood.

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A few days have passed,and you certainly had a feeling that Connor isn't really pleased with your silent treatment to him. From asking to fetch him some food,to greeting you good morning,you avoided talking or even minding his presence. He was fuming,you could see that his actions were full of frustration. You paid no attention,and only had Achilles to talk with.

Achilles was the one who plainly stated the awkward tension between you two,and he was quite curious about how you managed to survive fr not talking to Connor. He WAS your best friend,and you always talk to him about almost everything. It's quite obvious that you are fond of him,but not actually have this 'mutual understanding' with him.

"Why won't you give up?" Achilles asked you,absentmindedly rocking his chair while you held a cup of tea between your two hands. You sipped,sighing softly and put it to the nearest table. Now you don't even remember the reason why you are avoiding him. Is it because of his annoying temper? His damned cockiness? Or maybe that strange gleam on his eyes whenever you look at him? You don't know,and it somehow made your stomach flutter at that thought.

Why does that always happen? The weird butterflies whenever Connor's name was mentioned,or even his presence in either near or far distance. 'Why?' You ask to yourself,and plead to the skies above to give you the obvious or maybe complicated answer that you wanted. Anything to make you realize what the hell is that destiny has prepared for you.

"I don't know,Achilles." You whispered,tightening your balled fists and clenched your eyes shut. A lone tear escaped,and you almost sang at your own melancholy in your own blues. And you hated it.

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It was midnight,and you couldn't sleep at all. You can't even get a shut-eye and you are in dire need of having a teapot of earl grey tea. You didn't know why,but something made you go out to the stables and watch the night sky. It is beautiful,and stars shimmering above made your (e/c) eyes sparkle.

"(f/n)?" Head snapping towards the direction of the voice,your heart thumped loudly. Connor,with his glorious bronze skin reflecting the moon's glow,you felt a weird contraction on your chest,like your heart just squeezed a bit. "Connor..."

He approached you with light feet,like he is actually floating towards you. You felt hazy,and your heartbeat accelerated from its usual pace. His arm stretched towards you,hand resting on your cheek. The trees swayed,the chilly air made you shiver and whimper against his warm touch.

His eyes bore yours,and it slowly closed as he leaned in. His figure hovered over yours,his fingers entwining yours as his lips were dangerously close to yours. "I...I really like you,(f/n)." His forehead touched yours,and you breathed out a deep sigh. Warm bubbles tickled your stomach,your heartstrings plucked and made your heart race.

"I want to say this for a long time,because...because my feelings couldn't contain itself much longer." He finally kissed you hard,his other hand weaving through your (h/c) hair and it drove you wild. "The way you look at me..." He breathed,kissing you hard again. "The way you talk to me way back,until now..." You moaned in the kiss,and you didn't expect him to lead both of you to a tree. Your hand pulled his hood down,his black tresses messed his face and he groaned when you accidentally grabbed a mass of locks harshly. You pulled away,muttering an apology and took deep breaths. His eyes examined your flushed face,and he cupped it with his hands and looked into your mesmerizing (e/c) orbs.

"Maybe I love you,(f/n). And I'm sorry for being an...an ass to you. I'm sorry for treating you like a stranger. I'm sorry for pushing you away. I'm sorry for-" You bravely kissed him,cutting his speech short and pulled away with a sigh. "No need,Connor. This is good enough."

He smiled,and kissed you lightly. "I need you,(f/n). I need you in my life,because I love you." Under the beautiful stars,you two kissed.