Assassins' Creed Oneshots

|7|. M! Ezio ♡

A/N: Not a request, but I just really loved the vibe of this AU so I decided to write a second oneshot that is set a few hours before the first part. Remember to always feel free to leave suggestions/prompts, to share this book, to vote and to comment. The activity and feedback really help me out and motivate me to write more. (I still find it shocking that some of my older - and outright terribly written - books are more popular than my Assassin's Creed ones which are by far some of my best works. I suppose the weaboos aren't too keen on quality. . .)

-Kia C.

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Him & I - Prequel

The young woman bobbed her head to the tune of the song that played on her laptop. It was idontwannabeyouanymore by Billie Eilish. Maths notes were sprawled out on the dusty rose silk sheets while light flooded in through her balcony doors as a warm breeze flooded in through her white chiffon curtains.

Suddenly, her song was interrupted as Ocean Eyes began playing loudly from her phone. Knowing who the custom ringtone was attached to, the (h/c) haired female lunged for the rose gold iPhone six plus and hurriedly answered.

"Hey, Ezio." She beamed as she paused her music and held the device to her ear.

"Hey, bella." He replied, his trademark smirk in his voice. She could hear the low rumble from his Cadillac.

"You better not be driving while you're on the phone." She huffed, falling back onto her silk pillows.

"Not at all, I've pulled over." He assured her. "Are you free today? I wanted to spend some time with you. If your father's home we can always just go to my villa. My mother and Claudia love having you around." (Y/n) smiled at the thought as her (e/c) eyes softened.

"Sure. My father's not back yet so you can get in and I doubt he'll come into my room. I was just going over some graphs for maths but I'd rather spend time with you." She spoke as she began piling up the papers.

"No. Not happening. Your grades are important, (Y/n)." He spoke down the phone. The year younger female let out a sigh.

"Oh, but please could you come over anyway?" She begged her tone pleading, "I want to be with you. It's been a while since you last came over because my father's been home so often lately. I can still study but you'll just be with me." She negotiated. The Italian male seemed to think it over for a moment before sighing in defeat.

"Alright, I'll start driving to yours now." He spoke. (Y/n) let out a beaming smile as she giggled.

"I'll see you in ten minutes. I love you."

"Ti amo." With their afternoons shared, (Y/n) hung up. She held her hands to her chest and giggled to herself, excited to know he was coming over. The seventeen-year-old decided to make her bed before he came and organise all her notes and revision material. She wore black skinny jeans and grey socks with no shoes. On her upper half was a thin cropped top covered in Aztec patterns. (Y/n)'s (h/l)-length (h/c) tresses were styled into voluminous loose curls while a choker complimented her look. Eyeliner was winged subtly on her eyelids and faint eyeshadow gave depth to her eyes.

The young woman lit a rose scented candle filled with small gems of rose quartz to give her room a nicer aroma. One would almost believe the roses on her wall were real after taking in the sweet scent that danced through the room.

She waited on her balcony in anticipation for the next eight minutes, twirling the soft fabric of her chiffon curtains in her (s/t) hands as she did so. Soon enough, she saw Ezio walk onto her street, he had most likely parked on a different road so that (Y/n)'s father would not see his car on the drive if he returned unexpectedly.