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I sighed in relief as I opened the door to my home after a whole day of hell from school. I could tell that my house was empty from the lack of noise when I entered the kitchen prompting me to check my phone. There was an unread text from my mom waiting for me as I tapped on it to read it.
(Y/N) I went to the store real quick to grab some ingredients for dinner. Won't be long :)
I shrugged as I put my phone back in my pocket and glanced at the time with a smile. I had time to play some Assassin's Creed before mom would make me do my homework and after the day I had, I needed to kill some Blighters and Templars. With that in mind, I quickly ran up to my room and turned on my tv and Xbox to play. Immediately putting myself in Offline Mode because I didn't want anyone to distract me from my huge game character crush Jacob Frye. It wasn't the first time I had a crush on a game character but I had never been so infatuated with a character this much. Just hearing his voice sent pleasant shivers down my spine and not to mention his rugged good looks. I usually don't go for people with a beard but with him, it just looked so right. As soon as the game started I purposely went to a fight club just to see Jacob shirtless because I needed some eye candy right now.
After a few rounds of fight clubs, I wandered the streets of London as Jacob, collecting some resources because I wanted to upgrade the gang and that always required a lot of resources of course. However, I had gotten into some trouble with a few Blighters so I was rampaging through the streets of Lambeth in a carriage trying to get them off my ass until the game froze.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I grumbled as I stood up from my (Y/F/C)gaming chair and walked up to my TV. Tapping the side as if that would do anything but it made me feel a little bit better so fuck it. With an aggravated sigh I moved my hand to press the power button when suddenly there was a flash of bright light from the TV. I covered my eyes to shield them from the brightness, my surroundings went from peace and quiet to people conversing and the clacking of hooves along with the occasional neigh from horses.
Wait horses?
I removed my hands from my eyes and looked around in confusion. Gone was my cozy bedroom and replaced with cobblestone streets, horse-drawn carriages, and people walking about with their daily routine.
"What in the actual fu-" I started to say to no one in particular when I heard the quickly approaching hooves along with gunshots and turned to see what the commotion was about.
"Watch out!" I heard a familiar voice exclaim as a man in a top hot controlling a carriage barreled towards me trying to stop the horses from running me over. I yelped as I quickly jumped back in time for the carriage to narrowly miss me but it caused me to fall on my butt in the process. I winced as I felt pain and cold from the cobblestone spreading on my butt until I noticed a pair of boots standing in front of me. I looked up and my stomach did such a flip when I was face to face with none other than Jacob Frye.
"Are you alright love?" Jacob asked as he knelt down in front of me, concern laced in his voice. God the game didn't do justice to his looks or his voice. When I didn't say anything at first he leaned his face closer to mine to check if I had a head injury. Inside I was fangirling 'Oh my god Jacob Frye is so close to me that I could kiss him!' Since I was pretty good at hiding my true emotions I cleared my throat and nodded.
"Yes I'm fine, just was a little startled that's all," I said calmly as I gave him a reassuring smile. He returned it with a beautiful smile of his own.
"Well that's a relief! I was worried-" Jacob began to stay but stopped when he ducked his head to avoid a bullet that whizzed by. He looked back up with a sigh before he grabbed my hand "Sorry love we gotta go!"
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Fanfiction(Jacob Frye x Reader) You're at home playing Assassin's Creed Syndicate when...FLASH! You're on the cobblestone floor of London in 1868! "What in the actual fu-" "Watch out!" You look in the direction of the voice and see a familiar man in a top hat...