Assassin's Creed | What If's

Bear with me!

A/N: AAAAAAAAAA! PUNS! Before the story starts I'm here to announce that I made stickers of different spider-man suits (non-assassins creed related), and yes from Homecoming and Far from home! Including Iron spider suit!

I already made a few WIPs, I haven't finished the other works but I have
The thesis to finish within 3 months! I'll still able to make stories as well! It's hard to multi-tasking, making stories, drawing, and planning! Anyway, enjoy the story!

What does it feel like to get a small peck from your fictional game crush? Speechless? Flustered? A dream come true? What's wrong with me?! For the time being, I pace around the kitchen outside. Still thinking how should I say to Connor after he pecked me on the forehead, I can feel the redness on my cheeks! At the same time, I'm sure he is aware that I have someone in real life. Though it will hurt the cinnamon roll a bit, I have to think both relevant and logically.

I begin to wonder if Connor does have a daughter, why didn't he say anything about that? Does he remember about her, yet it might be too surprised if I told him. I shrugged off and said: "Why not, " Then it's decided, but I have to ask Curt about it and see what's his reaction. Knowing Connor's action before is strange, he's bashful when I'm around him. He behaved like a good boy, however, I only see him as a big brother to me.

Speaking of brothers, I haven't heard of them when they left me and it's been past two weeks now. I started to worry, even my dad is with them too. I pray that nothing happens to them, right now I have to ask Curt. I went back inside the house, seeing Chewie waiting for me even Miikun, I carried them both to my room. I grabbed my phone and checking on messenger if he's online turns out, he's not as usual.

Frustration is what I'm feeling, every time his internet goes out its like he doesn't exist. Sounds harsh, but I know I'm not supposed to be THAT needy. Getting a feeling of a sense of urgency, but I have to understand his situation. I sent him a few messages on the chat saying:

"Need help tho, is it bad if I got pecked by one of our favorite assassins? If ur asking who, it's Connor. Not sure what to feel right now, but I need your help ASAP, and Pls fix your darn net too"

As I clicked the arrow button to send, I heard someone calling me from the living room: "(y/n) could you come here for a sec?"

"Be right there!" I replied and turn off my phone, laying it down on my bed. I come out of the room leaving miikun and Chewie play together on my bed, cute! Haytham's was just leaning against the chair as he looks into my direction, he had a "smoky stare" at first I thought he looked serious. But, that's Haytham.

So I asked him: "What is it?"
He sighed, staring down at the floor before he looked up to me.

"It's complicated at the moment but-"

"But?"

"I spoke to my father about. . . this"

"About what?"

"This-" holding up the forsaken novel.

"So, you and your father talked about what happened, when you were young and his d-"

"I was sorry for him, " he interrupted  before we got into the subject about death and family tragedy.

"Do you? Why?"

"Well, when I was a tiny child, a ten-year-old. I never knew him, not really. I thought I had, but it wasn't until I read my father's journal, " he paused and continued to speak. "I realized (y/n), I realized I hadn't really known him at all. And I thought it's too late for that, too late to tell I misjudge him, too late say-"