Assassin's Creed | Reader

Connor x Reader [ Attention seeker ]

I ran like the devil was on my ass

My feet were bare, not having the time to grab my boots. Considering the situation, I had to make distance between myself and a soon to be angry assassin. For a little back story, here is the current situation, but I gotta go fast so listen carefully.

Okay so for a short summary of you and Connor, you two had met under...stressed circumstances. And by stressed, I mean red coats chasing you throughout the town of Boston. What for that will be explained later I am pressed for time. Anyway, I ran into Connor while he and Achilles were in the market getting whatever, was it fish? Maybe, but I ran into them and they helped me. We came together and became a duo of trouble makers...but Connor makes me stay back at the manor so I'm more like a silent partner.

Anyway!

My feet fly over the hard earth of the forest, not paying attention to where I am going, what bush I pass or what leaf looks slightly more green then the other. I am just running. Besides Connor taught me a few things about tracking so I should be fine. Maybe. Possibly. Who knows but who cares. With what I have I should be more worried about being found then returning back to the manor. I try to choose earth that was too dry to leave prints, being somewhat careful of wet patches of earth...

Oh wait! I haven't shared why I am running!

I stole Connors clothes.

Yeah I did. His assassin robes, belts and fancy weapons included. His trousers and shirt, cubs and whatever else I could grab without him noticing. You see he was taking a bath, washing away days of grim from a long mission. He was away for days. And yeah me and him have a...thing going on. It was a nice thing, soft kisses and whispers. And the sex, woot. It was hot. But when he got back he just...didn't really acknowledge me. I've been giving him space too, letting him cool off.

But I wanted him to pay attention to me damn it. Call me clingy, call me obsessed or whatever. But I have been trying to grab some attention, like a cat begging to be scratched and rubbed. And he's been giving this kitty small pats and hugs. It was like he went from being my cool assassin lover back to the shy man I met when I first met him. So while he was taking his bath I made it seem that I was going to wash his clothes of the blood and dirt. When really I was gonna wait out and see if he has the nerve to chase after me.

So, I climbed up the rocks, finding a small dip in the rock formation for me to snug into. I sat down, pressing my body into the dip and held the clothing against my chest heaving. But I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth. Trying to be as silent as I could be.

"Please don't let the bears find me before Connor does...on second thought go ahead bears..." I mumbled, the rocks cool due to the shade being cast over them. My knees tucked up to my chest, my arms wrapped up in his assassin garb. I let my ears listen to the sounds around me. The soft rustle of leaves, the sway of branches and the sound of the wind. It actually felt really calm, just sitting here. I always enjoyed nature it was soothing and beautiful. I breathed in as softly as I could but instead of smelling pine and fresh air I smelled Connor. His scent of earth, leather and smoke.

To be honest I missed Connor badly while he was away. It was so long to me, I worried day in and day out barely sleeping. I kept thinking 'Is he dead?' 'Did he get captured?' 'Is he sleeping in a warm bed?' I worried like any smitten woman would do. I tried to keep myself busy, cleaning and helping Achilles. Then again the old man would mention how peaceful the manor was without us making the house creak and shake from...our activities. But it only made it worse.