Disclaimer- I do not own the Assassin's Creed series because if I did, then you can bet your ass there would be female protags in the next game, amongst other things. In my mind, however, I am Connor Kenway's one and only. If you wanna fight about it, bring it on.
Also, a quick warning- This fic contains an OC that is literally just me, because this is just me writing fantasies that I use to basically hide from reality. This first bit is heavily referencing suicidal thoughts.
It was almost midnight, and he still hadn't gone to bed.
This was very unlike him, especially considering what day it was going to be tomorrow, and what was planned.
Connor thought that it was best to check up on him, just in case.
He found him sitting on the floor, writing in his venting notebook.
He frowned, as that did not bode well.
"Joey? What's wrong?" The Native asked, his soft voice stopping Joey's pencil almost immediately.
"I'm not quite sure. I was okay, but then, suddenly, I just-"
He took a shaky breath, and held a hand to his chest.
"I'm sorry, Connor. I'm such a selfish prick. I'll try harder, I promise!"
The tinier man's voice began to crack as he began to cry.
He hugged himself, and trembled like a leaf in a storm.
Connor was soon at his side, holding him close, and whispering soft words to him.
This was not the first time this had happened.
'And it probably won't be the last.' Connor thought sadly as he rubbed Joey's back comfortingly.
After a few minutes like this, he calmed down a bit.
His breaths were shaky, and fragile, betraying just how broken the small man was, but it didn't take him too long to somewhat compose himself.
For the time being, that is.
They sat there for a while, quiet, until the buzzing of Joey's cell shattered the silence.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIN-TIN
"It's Kristen. My moirail." Joey stated, his voice starting to crack again.
It was exactly midnight when the text came through- they probably waited to send the text at just the right time.
Connor smiled.
"Happy birthday, Joey." He said softly.
The young man choked out a sob before crying again, but this time, he wasn't so sad.
He wasn't alone as he thought-
No, he was far from it.
It really was a happy birthday.