Me: *reading in my room*
Ezio: Ash, do you want to go out for Italian food?
Me: Eh, sure. Can I invite Aveline and Kassandra though?
Ezio: *shrugs* Sure. See you in half an hour.
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Imagine this: You've been best friends with the Frye twins since the beginning of middle school (everyone's in their second year of college in this oneshot) and you've been crushing on Evie for years now.
Note: I think I may have just genuinely lost ideas when I wrote this down on paper so if the oneshot isn't the usual quality I write at (if I have any quality when I write this) I'm sorry.
TW: Swearing, yandere person, innuendos galore (everyone's in college after all it makes sense-)
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Your POV
As you get ready for a small jog around the block, you hear clattering and Evie yelling, "Jacob Frye!"
Jacob and Evie have been your best friends since the beginning of middle school. Now, all of you were in your second year of college (somehow Jacob passed exams the year before).
Instead of getting a dorm at your college, you three decided to pitch in to buy a medium sized house with three good sized bedrooms, a nice living room, a spacious kitchen (which Jacob isn't allowed to use for obvious reasons), a beautiful backyard, a nice front yard and a renovated basement that was used as a sort of library for Evie.
Evie told her twin he wasn't allowed to host parties in your shared house, but you had a sneaking feeling from the older Frye twin (Evie) that Jacob had planned a party.
You start your jog and thoughts of Evie fill your mind almost instantly.
She's seemed a bit jumpy around you recently, you realize. You wonder what you did wrong to her to get her so jumpy around you.
As you walk back into the house after your jog, you see Jacob getting beat by Evie with...a frying pan?
"Y/N!" he whines. "Save me!"
"What did he do?" you ask the older Frye twin. Honestly, some days you were the parent between these two idiots.
"He told me he may have planned a party for next month," she replies, annoyance lacing her tone. "I think he forgot about our deal."
"Evie," you say. "Lighten up. I don't like parties either, but we need to let loose once every blue moon."
She shakes her head and walks off, leaving Jacob whining on the couch.
"Can you help me up?" he asks you after having his toddler temper tantrum. With an eye roll, you go over to the couch and pull him up by the arm.
"You could have been gentler, Y/N." Jacob grumbles as he dusts phantom lint off his clothes. "And you could be more grateful that I wanted to rescue you from certain death via your sister and a frying pan." you snipe back.
"Speaking of my dear sister," he drawls, smirking at you a bit. "When are you going to tell her you like her?"
Your face heats up and you flip Jacob off. "You do realize this house is very acoustic and Evie can probably hear us from her room?" you ask, annoyance lacing your tone.
"Do you think I care?" he asks. "In all seriousness though, you should tell her. I don't know why, but she seems awkwardly jumpy around you."
"I thought the pair of you had twin telepathy." you drawl in response.
A chuckle from him. "I never took you as one to believe in old stereotypes, Y/N."
"I could point out the time that Evie somehow knew you got drunk and hooked up with a random girl, running the risk of her getting pregnant and you both getting an STD."
"We don't talk about that." Jacob grumbles.
"If I see a mini clone of you walking through streets in a few years, I'll be calling you." you reply.
"Funny," Jacob says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You do know I have a crush on a guy right now though?"
Jacob definitely did have a crush. Since he's majoring in chemical engineering, he has a chemistry class and this is where he met his crush-and your acquaintance, Arno. Arno was a French guy who's lived in London his entire life and you were from Y/C (your country), but you came overseas at the beginning of middle school. Arno had lost his French accent, but he still spoke French impeccably. The twins were from a town called Crawley, but had moved to London around the same time you moved from Y/C.
But Jacob had someone else crushing on him and that person was like a yandere when it came to Jacob. He was in some of your classes that were outside of your major and he was definitely a psychopath. His name was Maxwell Roth.
Roth had never left Jacob alone, even though the latter has told him multiple times he doesn't feel the same way. It honestly induced fear in you when Roth stalked you and Jacob around.
A knock at the door made you jump a bit, so you go to answer and see...Arno?
"I heard there's a fellow chem engineering student here?" he asks. "I need help with this essay. It's going to be the death of me."
Jacob gives you an 'Are you serious?' look from the couch and you silently reassure him to calm him down.
"Well, you're in luck. Our resident chem engineering major is right here." you reply before stepping back to reveal Jacob sitting on the couch.
Jacob gives you a panicked look but you throw a smoldering glare at him as if to tell him to just deal with it.
As Arno sits beside Jacob and pulls up the essay on his laptop. You leave the two to do whatever the hell they're doing (you aren't majoring in chemical engineering so you had no idea what all that stuff meant) and go upstairs to Evie's room.
You knock on the door and she yells, "Come in!"
So you open the door and see her studying as usual. But there was a tab open that had 'How do I tell my crush I like them?' in the search bar. Ignoring that, you look around the room. A nice light blue coated the walls with small peach accents and there were light orange to brown pots of sage, lavender and chamomile, which you guessed was the origin of the calming scent that wafted in the room. There was also a large beech wood bookshelf in the room, a good sized polished beech wood closet, a neat bed made of polished beech wood dressed in shades of blue accented with sage green and a meticulously organized polished beech wood desk.
The floor was polished red oak in a crisscross sort of pattern and a soft cream carpet was near the bed. Taking in the room and ignoring the tab that was open on her laptop, you sit on the bed carefully so you don't crease the sheets.
"How're you doing?" you ask tentatively.
"I'm doing alright despite Jacob's stupidity," she replies as she writes something in a notebook. "You?"
"Well, I'm doing okay. My major's pretty good and I haven't had to do anything difficult yet."
"I forgot you major in Y/M (your major, if you don't have any ideas just put a random major)," she grumbles. "Why did I choose to major in psychology?"
"Because you're smart," you reply. "You can do it, you know."
"True."
"Anyway, Arno came over. Says he needs Jacob to help him with an essay." you say.
"He wants Jacob to help him with an essay?" she asks with a short laugh. "He should know that Jacob is shit at essays, but maybe he doesn't know. Think my twin's finally going to confess?"
"I bet you £5 that Jacob confesses." you reply.
(No, I'm not British. Just using British currency because the oneshot takes place in Britain. By the way, £5 $6.04 USD and $8.13 CAD. If you need to do research on another country's currency compared to the pound, the answer's on Google)
"Deal."
"Well, guess I should go monitor the lovebirds," you say. "I'll text you if anything happens."
Timeskip, your POV
As you watch Jacob and Arno from a spot near the front of the door, you pretend to scroll through Twitter on your phone. You take a lot at Jacob, who's yet again passionately talking about his ambition to start a gang called the Rooks and Arno listens patiently, hanging onto every word.
As you watch them you hear a knock at the door and a, "Jacob darling!" from outside.
Jacob groans and quickly tells Arno about Roth. As you look at him, you silently tell him to move.
After Jacob and Arno move, you open the door and stare at Roth who's in his usual tight black leather clothes and he's holding a bouquet of white roses-freshly cut, from the looks of it.
"Is Jacob here?" he asks you. "No, sorry. But I can take the bouquet for him."
"Alright then, Y/N! If you see him, give him the bouquet!" Roth replies before walking off onto the sidewalk. After he's out of your line of sight and out of earshot, you go to your garbage bin and dump the bouquet of roses into it. Yes, it was a beautiful bouquet but knowing Roth, he probably put some kind of psychotic twist in it.
After you walk back inside, you see Jacob and Arno sitting on the couch and kissing. You smile a bit and text Evie the news.
Evie's POV
As she was reading, her phone pings with a text from Y/N.
Y/N
JACOB FINALLY CONFESSED! You owe me £5 Evie!
6:27pm
Finally. I guess I do owe you, then.
6:28pm
She puts her phone down and chuckles. Her cowardly twin had finally confessed to his crush. She goes back to her laptop and plays some music through her Bluetooth earbuds. Usually, she would listen to classical music, but she opted for an in love playlist.
As she listened to the playlist she found, she realized something.
She's in love with Y/N and has been since the beginning of high school.
She didn't know how she didn't see it before, as she was majoring in psychology.
For now though, she had to figure out how to tell Y/N she's in love with them.
Timeskip, your POV
It had been a few months since Jacob had confessed to Arno.
Now Arno had moved in and they were both official. Anyway, you were cooking dinner. It was a simple boxed mac and cheese because you were too lazy to cook something that would take longer. So, you were making this.
Evie walks in and sees what you're cooking. "Too tired to cook anything that takes more time?" she asks.
"Well, yeah." you reply.
"How long will it take?" she asks. "I just strained the pasta and I have to put the milk and cheese powder in." you reply.
"Do you want me to help?"
"Sure."
Timeskip, Evie's POV
After dinner, Arno, Jacob, Y/N and her had decided to play Truth or Dare. "Arno, truth or dare?" Y/N asks.
"Dare."
"Go put a maid dress on and give Jacob a lap dance." you reply with a smirk.
After that dare, Jacob and Arno are blushing like tomatoes (and Arno is still wearing the maid dress).
"Evie, truth or dare?" Jacob asks her.
"Dare." she replies. She decided it might be better to do a dare instead of a truth this time, as Jacob knew that would be predictable of her and he may ask her a question pertaining to who she was currently crushing on someone.
"Go do Seven Minutes in Heaven with Y/N in a closet." her twin replies with a smirk.
She feels her face heat up as she looks at them. They look unfazed, their gorgeous E/C eyes glittering a bit. She sees them glare at Jacob and then they unexpectedly grip her hand.
In an instant, her and Y/N are in her room. Their face looks like it's tinged pink as they open the door to the closet and go in. Coincidentally, it was big enough for two people and they extend their hand so she can go into the closet with them.
As Y/N's body is pressed up against hers in the closed closet, they look at her. "We have to the dare, you know." they say with a mischievous glittering in their eyes.
Before she can respond, before she can process anything, Y/N's lips crashed onto her own.
It was tentative at first, but it gets more heated and passionate. Their arms snake around her waist and her fingers tangle in their soft and fluffy H/L H/C hair. Y/N gently bites her bottom lip as a way of asking for permission, and she opens her mouth in response.
The first brush of their tongue in her mouth got her wanting more. Their arms around her waist grew tighter and they pulled her closer. She gently pulls at their hair, causing them to moan a bit into her mouth.
Y/N breaks away from her mouth and it trails down to the nape of her neck. Their teeth gently grazed her neck, making her moan a bit. They did it again-but a bit harder-making her moan louder.
A knock on the closet door. Followed by another knock. Then the door opens.
"Looks like you two lovebirds are having a good time." a voice drawls.
Y/N jolts a bit and breaks the kiss, giving her a sheepish smile. "Yep, definitely does look like those two were having a very fun time." Arno says.
She feels anger boil in her, but Y/N's E/C eyes meet her own electric blue ones and they gently squeeze her hand to calm her down.
She gives them a small smile and squeezes back.
Timeskip, your POV
A few days after the dare you and Evie did, you were sitting on the couch reading.
You still thought of the kiss. If you and Evie had more time, things could have gotten further.
Sometimes you smelled a mixture of sage, chamomile and lavender when no one else was around.
Evie walks into the room, looking at your book. "What are you reading?" she asks as she sits beside you.
"1984," you reply. "It's a real page turner."
"Yes, I find 1984 to be a real page turner as well." she replies.
You feel like Evie's wanting to talk about something else so you ask, "What is it?"
You see a slight blush tinged pink creep up Evie's neck and spreading to her face as she replies with, "I want to talk about...the dare."
You set your book down on the couch beside you and you look up at Evie's electric blue eyes. "What about it?" you ask.
"Well," she replies. "I-I love you Y/N. I know you might not feel not feel the same-"
Evie's POV
"I love you too." Y/N replies, cutting her off.
"Y-you do? Are you-"
She's yet again cut off by their lips on hers. Their lips are soft, testing and tentative.
She didn't want to be gentle right now. She plunged her fingers into Y/N's soft and fluffy H/L H/C hair. As she plays with their hair, she gently bites their bottom lip, asking for permission.
Y/N opens their mouth and she follows suit. As their tongue enters her mouth, she feels nothing but ecstasy. She had wanted this for so long and here she was.
Y/N's arms hook around her waist, pulling her closer to deepen the kiss.
Unfortunately, their attention moves away from her mouth and they leave trailing kisses down to her neck. Her hands were still tangled in Y/N's hair and arms tightened around her waist a bit.
She decides to gently tug at their hair again but they ignore it and gently graze their teeth against the spot where her neck met her shoulder and she moans a bit at the contact. She sees Y/N smirk a bit and they do it again, making her moan a bit louder.
They pull away and give her a crooked smile. "Should we take this somewhere more private?" they ask. She nods and Y/N scoops her up bridal style, carrying her to their room.
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Me: *reading*
Altaïr: ASH! IT'S 2am GO TO BED!
Me: I CAN'T FUCKING SLEEP-
Ezio: SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP-