ASSASSIN'S CREED ONE-SHOTS!

#10

DFK - WARNING: Swearing. Also this isn't general AC, but rather specifically Kiddway. If you're not into it, you don't have to read. P.S this was inspired by the fan art above.

Mary had noticed that Edward had been glancing over at her the entire time they were in the lively tavern. She didn't exactly know why, but Mary knew it couldn't be for a good reason.

She took another swig of rum while watching the scoundrel out of the corner of her eye. Edward wasn't talking to anyone. He was sitting on a stool with a whore on his lap – and no matter what the whore did, she wasn't receiving his attention. Edward was entirely focused on Mary, and she couldn't help but take a sort of pride from that.

Mary pretended to survey the patrons of the bar while still watching Edward. To her despair, she realised he had a lovestruck look in his ocean blue eyes. She probably should have expected one of the men to have this reaction at some point, but out of all the treasure loving pirates – why was Edward Kenway the one?

Unfortunately for Edward, he believed Mary to be a man. So, he was most likely very confused as to the messages his brain was sending him and potentially questioning his sexuality. Mary's options were to either tell him, which was an awful idea, or to ignore it and watch Kenway deal with his emotions independently.

Mary had only ever told Anne about her peculiar situation, and even she'd nearly let it slip out several times. Sure, Edward was probably the closest person she had to a friend after Anne, but was trusting a man who got drunk consistently to keep a life-threatening secret a good idea? She didn't think so.

Crossing her arms over her chest in what she hoped was a subtle manner, she couldn't help but want to watch Edward fluster over de-tangling his emotions in front of her.

Just to be mean, she looked Edward in the eyes and cocked her head. Edward didn't need to be told twice and immediately shoved the whore off his lap – for which he was rewarded with a squeal – and came over like a puppy.

To Mary's amusement, Edward tried and failed to wrangle his golden blonde hair into a slightly less messy ponytail to look more presentable. Giving up on this, Edward leaned against the wall next to Mary.

"Hey, Kenway."

"Hey, Kidd. Can I have that rum?"

As always, he was straight to the point. Mary couldn't help but smirk and pass it over to the pirate captain.

"Cheers, mate."

Edward immediately chugged the entire bottle in a remarkably short amount of time and tossed it across the room. He winced when it landed with a loud crash on a whore's head. Thatch laughed at the sight.

"Sorry!" Edward cried to be heard over the noise.

Mary covered her hand with her mouth to contain her laughter, but that didn't stop her from sniggering. Unfortunately, Edward had incredible hearing and immediately whirled to face her.

"What?"

"Nothing." Mary immediately blurted, desperately searching for an excuse that wouldn't result in Edward touching her.

"I-I just think it's funny that the feared Captain Kenway says sorry to a random tavern wench."

Edward smiled, and once again Mary could see the infatuated look in his eyes – and the subtle confusion as he wondered what the actual fuck was happening to him.

"I like to surprise people." He said casually. Edward was impressive at hiding his emotions, but not quite good enough for someone of Mary's calibre.