Assassin's creed Imagines

Stole your heart(Jacob Frye x Reader)

got bored, played assassin's creed syndicate, may have gotten a crush on Jacob Frye, here ya goooooo.

            Y/N L/N. You were known as a great thief among the ranks of lower London. You could steal as much as you wanted, and disappear without a trace. Cold air stung your lungs as you breathed in the cool night air of London. The scent of smoke and beer flooding from the bar and chimneys as you walked down the street. It was rarely this peaceful, because this was the lower part of London after all. Your eyes scanned the streets for someone to pickpocket so that you could at least have some money for food. A group a rich men stood outside of a theater, who were slightly drunk that you made your way towards them. Pulling your hood low down your face, you hunched over and started to hobble. Hobbling over to one of the men, you bumped into him not hard enough to make your act look fake. His wallet slipped out of his pocket, and he said woozily "oi! hagggag!....gettt away from meeeee". 

As you quickly grabbed his wallet and slipped into your pocket, you hobbled away calling "sorry young lad! Don't want to be too much trouble!". His friends looked at him and only laughed, clearly being more drunk than their friend, stumbled off into the night. 

          Strolling down in the dark alleyway while opening the wallet, you were disappointed to find that he spent most it probably on liquor. "Damnit" you mumbled as you tucked the five pounds in your pocket. Thinking "What now?" turning the corner and a powerful gust suddenly knocked your hood off. Quickly pulling it up, a soft snoring caught your ear. To your right, a man was passed out against a building. "What in the-" whispering to yourself as you kneeled down to get a better look at him. 

           He had tan skin with a scruffy, but well kept beard, and a few strands thick brown hair stuck out of his hat. His breath surprisingly didn't smell of liquor as you observed him, looking him up and down for anything you could steal. No wallet in his pockets or any spare change, when an idea suddenly came to mind. Reaching into your pocket, you grabbed the empty wallet and filled it up with small pebbles. You carefully switched out his top hat with the weighted wallet and backed up, and waited to see if he would stir. When he didn't, you took off running as quiet as you could throughout the many turning dark and long streets. 

       "heh idiot, I can sell this, he didn't need it" laughing to yourself as you examined the top hat's detail. Suddenly from the corner of your eye, a small silver blur went by your head barely missing you. It made a thunk, and your heart slightly sunk when you saw it was a dagger. Whoever had thrown it embedded in the side of a beer barrel, as it slowly spewed out onto the stone street. 

        "excuse me miss, I'd like my hat back thank you very much" a male voice called out. 

        Three things popped up in your mind, that he was a good actor, really possessive of his hat, and also had a really attractive accent. You shook that last thought off as you looked around to find where his voice came from. "Aaannnyyy day now miss, I've got a schedule to keep!" he called out, and now you were annoyed. Before deciding to go after him you turn towards the barrel to grab the dagger for yourself, and to possibly sell after you escaped the voice. Your stomach dropped when you saw the dagger was gone. "Wondering how I did it hm?" the male voice remarked from right behind you. Slowly turning around, you finally got a good look at this mysterious voice. A dark-clothed figure was leaning against the brick wall with a smooth smirk, while blending into the shadows. You slowly backed up as he strolled into the moonlight twirling his dagger, and you were a little surprised to see that he wasn't that much taller than you. "Look I know this is random but I expected you to be taller to be honest" and he seemed offended because he aimed the dagger close to your neck. 

          "Now miss, why did you steal my hat?" he asked again only receiving silence from you, the thief. You had to think fast before your only chance for food walked away, literally. Using the hat, you swung in front of him to knock away the dagger and to blindside the man.