Other Circumstances ~ Desmond Miles x Reader

"Ok, you got two options. Get on the roof and invade the thing for above, or you could just dash through the front door." Rebecca informs you.

"Great idea, Rebecca. How about you let them serve tea and cake while doing this..?" Shaun now interrupts.

"Shut up, Shaun ! Did you ever heard the word 'sarcasm' ?" Rebecca retorts.

Silence on Shaun's side.

Desmond and you chuckle.

"Well, I think we're goin' up now ?" Des states.

"Yup..." You sigh.

You like climbing, but you hate the thought of someone watching you while doing it. And that this one is Desmond Miles doesn't help the situation, either.

While you are still thinking about your crush, the same is already on another floor, while you are still standing on the ground.

"You comin', (y/n) ?" The assassin calls from above.

"Y-Yeah ! I'm almost there." You call.

Jumping from window to window, you are soon on the same floor with Desmond, who is waiting patiently.

He points above him. There is grid. You gulp.

"You think you can manage it ?" The man next to you asks.

He knows that you love climbing, as long as you are not able to see the ground.

"What would you do if I said No ?" You asks him rhetorically.

He shrugs with an awkward facial expression. You giggle at the sight and pinch his nose.

"See ? Now watch my back !" You challenge him, trying to disguise your nervousness.

You hear him huff a laugh from under you, but he catches up.

Desmond is on the same level with you. You bite your tongue and reach for the edge of the roof the same moment he does.

You hands brush against each other.

You look at each other.

Desmond clears his throat and turns away quickly, pulling himself up, extending a hand to help you.

Hesitantly, you grab it and let yourself getting pulled up.

Once you are up there, it comes as it had to came.

You get shot by a sharp shooter from another roof.

You scream out in pain.

"(y/n) !" Desmond calls.

He rushes to your side, grabbing you and carrying you out of sight, dodging another shot.

Desmond sets you down near a door "Please, hold on. I'll get you out of here."

You vision starts blurring.

Reaching up with a slightly bloody hand, you cup his cheek, stopping him from rambling on.

"Des....I...."

Everything goes black.



You blink your (e/c) eyes open.

'Is this heaven ?' you try to figure out, where exactly you are.

"(y/n) !" Rebecca yelps and engulfs you in a hug.

"Rebecca...What happened..?"

She sighs and leans back to explain "You've been shot by a sniper. Desmond got you out of his sight, finished the mission and carried you all the way back to us."

You swallow hard.

"Really..?" You ask her disbelievingly.

"Yeah...."

You breath out in awe. You didn't expect him to do all this.

"Where is he, anyways ?" You ask Rebecca.

"Well, after staying up for hours now, Shaun finally managed to get him into bed."

"Why would he stay up for hours ?" You ask clueless.

"My god, (y/n). I think the shot hit you harder than we thought." Rebecca grins.

You raise an eyebrow. You are really not on your usual high.

"Well, either it's this or you are blind." She throws more hints at you.

You just stare at her blankly.

"God dammit, (y/n), he stayed up because of you ! He loves you !" The woman squeals.

"Wait....WHAT ?!" You yelp blushing.

".....You love him too, don't you ?" She grins sheepishly.

Your eyes go wide and your jaw drops to the floor.

"Wh-What ?! Where did you get this idea !?" You whisper-yell. Well, you yell more than you whisper, actually.

"By the way he looks at you and the other way 'round...." Rebecca says, stands up and leaves.

Shocked and somehow confused you are alone.

'The looks we share ?...I never noticed anything in them...Well, being an assassin he should be good at hiding his feelings....ugh..I'm getting my hopes up again for nothing.' You think, shaking your hand.

"(y/n) !"

You head whips to the door, seeing Desmond standing at the doorframe, panting like he just climbed the Empire State Building.

"Desmond..." You sigh and smile. You sit up a bit, but wince at the pain the shot causes you.

"Are you okay ?" He rushes to your side and helps you up.

You nod "Yeah...Thank you." You look at him.

"No problem." Des smiles.

"Sooo..." You tear your eyes away from his face and you just now notice that he is wearing his long sweatpants. Only his long sweatpants.

'Great. Like Rebecca didn't made it worse enough' you think as you blush slightly at Desmond's well toned body.

"Yeah ?" His voice snaps you back to reality.

"Rebecca said you...carried me all the way ?"

"Yup." He says, cracking a tiny smile.

"Why did you want me to go with you ? I mean..." You trail off, taking a deep breath. "..I'm not a big help, and this time I was even a burden and.."

"Because I like you being around me." Desmond cuts you off.

You stop rambling on and look at him. He actually smile and reaches for your hand, grabbing it tenderly.

"I like the way you want to keep up, your smile when we finish a mission. Just you." He explains, and you think he is blushing.

"Desmond...." You almost whisper.

"Yes ?"

You answer by grabbing his nape and kissing his lips.

He is surprised at first, but almost immediately responds to by holding your cheek.

You break apart, panting a bit.

"That was...unexpected...." Desmond says.

You chuckle and say "Well, Rebecca also threw small hints at me that you...have feelings for me..."

"Oh...so obvious ?"

"Not to me !" You complain, nut Desmond kisses the frown away.

After a few more hours, darkness falls outside and Desmond gets up to leave.

You grab his tattooed forearm "Please. Stay with me." You plead with puppy eyes.

The assassin turn around again, sighing.

You shove to the middle of the bed, making room for Desmond to lay down beside you.

You reach to the bedside lamp, turning it off, as two arms snake their way around your middle, pulling you close to a warm body.

"I know, you always wanted this as romantic as possible, but well, since you are stuck with me I'm doing it this way: I love you, (y/n)." Your now boyfriend says, tightening his hold on you, pressing his slightly chaped lips to your neck.

"And I'm very satisfied with that. And..I love you, too, Desmond."





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