Assassin's creed imagines.

Modern!Edward imagine - One night stand with a barista.

Warnings: minor swearing and a hot make out session at the end. ;)
Request!
Imagine: You work as a barista, you get cat called almost every night by drunken men but soon meet a customer who's different and you can actually talk to.

*(Y/N)'s pov*

"So, can I get your number now baby?"
"Not even in your dreams."
Oh what a great job I managed to have obtained. Being a barista blows, but I need this job to keep myself on my feet whilst I seek out a better job that doesn't involve creepy, drunk guys trying to get into my pants every night. Even my own boss keeps asking me out for dinner occasionally, it's like a living hell. The Saturday night shift was always the worst though, the other nights wasn't as bad compared to this day. Sure, you still got the guys who flirted but they weren't like the Saturday night perverts. What else was worse? Oh yes the bitchy girls who think they can get their way all the time, I once left with a black eye because I refused to serve more alcohol to this perky blonde she was drunk off her ass and was about to pass out. Trust me, I did her a favour even though her friends were threatening to beat my ass too. I'd rather live on the streets then go through that again.

"Oh come on love, I bet your clothes would look better on my living room floor." The drunken bastard continued flirting but slurred between her words."You can come over after your shift is finished, eh?
I completely blanked him out and carried on working, currently pouring a class of rum for another costumer who wasn't trying to flirt with me or trying to bed me for once, that's a surprise.
"Hey! He asked you a question you little bitch!" One of his friends decided to get involved now, I have been through the same scenario hundreds of times and to be honest I have been use to it. Being called a 'bitch' wasn't original, I've been called many things, some worse, some pathetic. I've just been told to suck it up or quit.
"I'm guessing you get this all the time then if you're just standing there and taking it all in."

*Edward's pov*

Sat at a bar alone was new to me I would be sitting at one of the booths with my companions but they had denied my offer, which I'm not surprised about. According to James, or Mary to be exact, after a few glasses of rum I would be pissed drunk and dance around on the tables or cause a scene so of course I was rejected.. After being rejected by everyone I could of stayed at home and drank away but I was still up for the bar idea an hour later I'm still sitting here admiring the barista who was full of sassy charm being shouted at by two other drunken pricks, I was going to see if my flirtatious charm was still working but after realising what she probably put up with every night I would be put in her "book of bastards that need to be banned from bars" that I over heard her mention to a co worker.

"I'm guessing you get this all the time then if you're just standing there and taking it all in." I made little small talk as she finished pouring my glass, she looked up at me with a small smile.
"I would quit but I need to make sure I still have a roof over my head before I get my dream job." She started to explain to me."You know what, just ignore me I doubt you're just going to do the same thing as them lot after grabbing my attention."
I shook my head."I'll admit, when I set my eyes on you I wanted to but you already had enough shit to put up with. Now tell me, what's this dream job of yours?"
She looked at me with a slight surprised look as if no one has ever just conversed with her without wanting to know if she would sleep with them first, she smiled again.
"I want to be a lawyer, so I'm working crappy jobs like this one to earn my university funds. My old folks are pitching in, it's not a lot but I hope I'll get there some day."
She was interesting. I've always flirted with baristas whenever I visited bars, got their numbers and always forgot to call. She was  going to be added to my collection of broken hearts but she was different and I wanted to know more.
"You look like you would make a good one." I complimented her, earning another smile."The name's Edward by the way."
"(Y/N)."
"(Y/N), your shift's over." The same co worker she was talking to before came round and told her which was good news to her, she sighed in relief. This was my chance to work off my charm and see how far I could take it.
"So, can I buy you a drink?"

*(Y/N)'s pov*

Edward was different, sure he added in some flirty comments here and there within our conversation but, he actually had stories to tell, he was good looking and bought us a few shots, how could I not agree to the offer? We swapped different facts with each other about our life's, I told him all the shitty jobs I've had in the past including embarrassing and un forgetful stories from them and in return he told me about his share of embarrassing drunken moments he has had, some almost made me laugh that hard I thought I was going to fall on to the floor. We spent a good hour conversing with each other and I could feel all of the alcohol getting to me, I hadn't really counted how many shots and glasses of rum I have had but I had to just pray I wasn't going to get alcohol poisoning after this.

"You know Mr Kenway." I slurred in between my words."You are quite a good looking man." I have been told before by a friend that I am apparently a flirty drunk when I have happened to gulp too much alcohol, I admitted to myself that Edward was attractive so my flirty side was going to come out. My hand managed to find it's way to his thigh and stroking it slowly.
Edward noticed my actions and a sly smirk appeared on his face."Well (Y/N), I'm not surprised you are targeted by many men because I would love to trail my hands all over you.
"Oh really, well maybe you might get the chance."
"I'll call a cab back to mine."

After another round of flirting in the back of the taxi the moment started to get heated up. The moment Edward's door to his apartment was unlocked  and closed we were soon face to face, lips together and in a full make out session. My arms was wrapped around his body and his was around mine, we were full of lust and couldn't wait to remove every piece of clothing we had on our body, I had vowed to myself that I would never get with any man I met at the bar but Edward was a catch and to pass up of this opportunity was insane, I have been with a few men before but I haven't gotten that far they haven't been good either but I know Edward was new and he had surprises inside of him or a surprise hiding downstairs. Moans and a few groans filled the small room and we found ourselves falling into the couch, Edward on top of me and we pulled away to catch some air, panting as we did.
"Do you really want to do this?" He asked me, taking deep breaths as he did.
"I've been asked many times what my clothes would look like a man's living room floor, you're the only one who's going to see what it looks like."
After those words spilled out of my mouth our lips came in contact again and started to remove parts of clothing one at a time.