Extra update as an apology! And... I don't know how to write Connor romantically T_T! Anyway, I am sorry for the excess of sentimentality ._. Please try to enjoy it.
Human side.
Things returned to normal in no time back at the homestead. Connor came back two days after you did, and instead of going to Boston or New York; he decided to take a break. You were surprised when Achilles actually agreed.
The old man wanted to finish with the Templars as soon as possible, but even he could see that the young Assassin needed to rest.
You were not going to argue. In fact, you were the happiest of the three with the decision Connor took.
A soft hum left your lips while you prepared breakfast. You remembered yourself couple years ago telling Achilles you would not be a maid, and honestly you preferred to be out in the stables or in the farm. Guess your words fell into deaf ears.
"Are you done?" From the kitchen door you could hear Achilles. He had just came out of the bathroom for his hair was still a little bit wet.
"Almost," You rushed with the eggs. Achilles was not a patient one and you just didn't want him annoying you all morning because he was hungry. "Here,"
You walked past him and into the dining room. You placed his plate and two more over the table.
"Wake Connor. Kid sleeps like a rock,"
The comment was meant to be a scolding but you only laughed. "Okay."
You went upstairs and towards Connor's room. Three knocks on the door and nobody answered.
"Guess he really is asleep," It was not polite, but since he did not answer the door you opened it. A small smile appeared in your face. He was completely asleep, sprawled over the bed. He was not using a shirt, you could tell, only his lower body was covered by a thin and white sheet.
Walking towards said man you were careful enough to not make any sound. Once you were standing beside his bed a smirk replaced that smile.
He was so going to get it.
"Don't even think about it,"
It took you almost ten seconds to digest what just happened.
"You were awake?!" Unbelievable.
Connor opened his right eye and peeked at you. "I could hear since you stepped on the staircase."
What a loss. It was the perfect opportunity! "Damn it, Connor! Should have at least opened the door!"
He shrugged. "Breakfast is ready already?"
"Mmhmm."
"Okay," He sat down on the bed and rubbed his eyes. Then, he proceeded to stand up and you had to look away from that.
Connor had –almost- literally put his naked chest right in front of you when he stood up, as you were significantly shorter than him. "Dammit, Connor!"
"What?" He inquired tilting his head to the side, some of the hairs that had stuck to his face while he slept fell in the right position.
"Just… get down to eat!"
You practically ran towards the door and slammed it closed.
He just sighed. "But what did I- Oh," He looked down to see he was using nothing but his pants.
"That man is stupidly oblivious," You told Achilles, who just laughed at your misfortune.
You blushed. "I-it's not funny, old man!"
"Whatever you say, kid. He's just as oblivious as you are."
You looked at him as if he had grown an extra eye. What did he mean?
"Good morning," Connor's greeting was almost a sneer; he just wanted to keep sleeping.
"Morning," Achilles returned. "Did you sleep well, child?"
Connor just ignored Achilles while he sat down on his chair. There was no point in having a conversation with the old man if it was going to end in a fight.
Breakfast went without much trouble, a little teasing from Achilles but nothing to worry about.
Achilles left claiming he was going to visit Robert Faulkner, thus leaving you and Connor alone.
"Hey, [Name]." Connor called while you washed the dishes. He was considerate enough to keep you company while you did your chores. He was sitting down in one of the chairs that were in the kitchen.
"Yeah?" Soap, water, soap, water, soap, water.
"Do you want to go for a walk?"
You stopped what you were doing and turned your head so you could look at him. "Sure,"
He nodded. "Okay. We will leave once you finish."
"D'accord!" [1]
He smiled at your cheerfulness.
You finished washing the dishes faster than intended, you were really excited about that walk. Maybe it was not a date, but it felt like it, and sure, you had walked alone with him, but those weren't actual walks. You would walk behind Connor while he looked out for any red coats, no romance at all. Uh...not that this was romantic but...
"Connor, I'm done." You told the Assassin.
He nodded. "Shall we be off?"
"Yup!"
Both of you left the homestead in silence, after all, there was no need for words.
After a while Connor spoke, his eyes were lost in the vast extension of trees. "When I was a kid and lived at Mohawk Valley, my friends and I used to play hide and seek at the forest."
You just nodded. Connor had never told anyone about him - about Ratonhnhaké:ton, his real self. "Really?"
"Yes," He smiled. "I remember my mother, Kaniehtí:io always telling me to watch out and to be careful, but I never listened."
It was warming hearing Connor talk about his mother. At first you thought he had completely blocked the memories of her, but it seems they were just hidden. "Bad boy since you were a kid, huh?"
He laughed lightly at that. "More or less. The next time I go to Kanatahséton I would like you to come with me."
"But… would that be alright? Wouldn't they feel uncomfortable having a stranger in their village?"
"You are no stranger, [Name]. I told you; you are my family. You will be more than welcomed by my friends."
You smiled. "Then I guess it's okay!"
"Of course it is," He agreed.
"So, you never listened to you mom. That's why you never listen Achilles!"
He snorted. "Achilles… the old man is," How could he say it? "Well, Achilles is different."
"Well yeah. But he just wants what's best for you. He was an Assassin too."
Connor elbowed you softly. "Hey, tell me about your childhood."
"Well, when I was a kid I-" You stopped yourself abruptly. There was nothing there to say. You cleared your throat and tried again, though Connor noticed that. "When I was a kid I always helped my father with the horses, when he was actually home."
"That's why you like those animals so much,"
His conclusion was right. It was your father's fault you were a horse obsessed. "Yeah,"
"And what about your mother?" The walk was slow and you were enjoying that conversation with the Assassin.
"She was a very sick person, all day and night she was in bed. I was a little bit aloof and distant, I loved her so much but we never really shared with each other," You admitted.
"I see." He just realized that you were kind of lonely. How did you feel when he left? "[Name]," You looked up at him. "If you ever need somebody to listen to you, talk to me."
You lowered your face and nodded. "Ah, damn it… can I… can I hug you?" Strange request, but you hoped he'd say yes.
There was no need for and answer when he snaked his arms around you. "[Name], you are not alone,"
You hugged him back, oh, you knew you were not. "Connor, what are we?"
It hurt him that he couldn't give you a concrete answer. "I still need to find that out, all of this is… new to me, [Name]" Those were the moments he appreciated the most. It was true, he could not say what the two of you were, but you made him feel human. When he was with you he could forget about the blood filled world he lived in, it didn't matter if it was for just a second, but he could forget. Those were the moments he treasured the most. He was his truly self with you.
"Connor,"
"Yeah?"
"Can I hit you?"
He laughed releasing you. "If that's what you want,"
Oh, you wanted to hit, smack, and slap the Assassin.
And there is hope.
At least he could admit he had feelings for you. It was a start, a very slow one, but a star nonetheless.
[1] Agreed, but in french. Just in case xD