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Altaïr Ibn La'Ahad X Reader part 2

This is a second part to Altair & Reader...
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Releasing one of her wrists he sighed and continued to walk now with her still holding her other wrist. "Hush now woman stop crying", he hadn't intended to sound so harsh but she simply wiped her tear stained face and walked silently with the man who she now realized had no clue what his name was. She wanted to ask him but decided against it she didn't want to push her luck. She'd just have to ask him later when he seemed less tense.
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Over six months had passed since the day you had met Altaïr. He had taken you to the Jerusalem bureau where you had met Malik who was not at all amused by your presence and more so by Altaïr but he had been far kinder than Altaïr when he heard of your predicament. Both men were equally impressed that you had followed Altaïr for a good distance without him having noticed you. Malik thought it would be good to at least teach you how to defend yourself since you had nowhere else to go and you were staying at the bureau just as a precaution. So whenever Altaïr was not too busy he would train with you, you also helped Malik around the bureau. To this day you still found Altaïr to be quite tense, you had a sneaking suspicion that he only tolerates you, if it were up to him you would have been long gone. "What is the matter", Malik asked after hearing you sigh for the past thirty minutes. You were sweeping the floors and Malik was writing on a parchment. You sighed again, "Do you think Altaïr likes me". Malik stopped writing to look up at you, "I mean he always seems quite upset with me like I am a burden to him that he cannot wait to be rid off", you sighed once more. Malik was at a loss for words not knowing where all of this was coming from, he frowned his brow trying to think of something to say to you when suddenly he chuckled. You looked at him confused his chuckling turning into a full blown laughter, your confusion turned into a scowl as he continued to laugh with tears coming out of his eyes. When he calmed down he looked at you amused, "Do not tell me that you have fallen for the novice, have you now". Your cheeks burned red with embarrassment as you looked down tightening your grip on the broomstick and mumbling a 'shut up' to Malik to which he began to laugh again. "That is not what I meant Malik", you tried to reason but he just waved you off his laughter slowly dying down to a chuckle he continuing to write down on the parchment. You went back to sweeping the floors grumbling every few seconds. Unbeknownst to both of you Altaïr had returned earlier than expected from his mission and had halted at the entrance when he heard Malik ask you about your wellbeing. It had struck a chord in him when he heard you say that you thought you were a burden to him. In truth at first he thought so but then he slowly started to enjoy your company and he was fascinated by your belly ring and noise ring which you still had. By hearing you say those words he immediately left the bureau to go and look for something, anything that would appeal to you as a gift and as an apology on his part. He soon came back and gave Malik a feather stained with the blood of his target proof of the mission's success. "What is it that you want novice", Malik inquired not so patiently after Altaïr had stood a minute too long in Malik's opinion. Altaïr grumbled showing his distaste at the nickname, "I was wondering where (Y/n) might be". Malik looked at Altaïr, "And why would I tell you that novice". Altaïr gritted his teeth and was about to reply when-
"Malik....oh Altaïr", you had came to speak with Malik but stopped once you realized that Altaïr had returned. He seemed tense as usual and an eerily silence had settled between the three of you. You broke the silence, "I apologize for interrupting I will come back later".
"You were not interrupting anything (Y/n), what is it that I can help you with", Malik spoke as you were about to leave. "No, no it can wait", you smiled at Malik to which he simply nodded going back to writing on the parchment. Altaïr stood frozen on the spot until he heard someone clearing their throat, he turned to the sound only to be met with Malik's annoyed face. He quickly averted his gaze to where you were blinking rapidly when he saw no sign of you. He scurried away from Malik's desk to go and find you leaving him muttering something Altaïr did not wish to know. Altaïr came to your room and knocked softly. He heard your feet shuffling towards the door, "Malik I s-", you said opening the door but stopped once you saw that it was Altaïr at your door. "Oh Altaïr I thought we were not training today or did I miss something", you started to panic. "No you did not miss anything (Y/n). I just came to give you this", Altaïr said shoving a wrapped paper at you. You took it your brows knitted in confusion and unwrapped the paper, inside was a neatly folded garment. You looked at Altaïr questionably  before returning your gaze back at the garment taking it in your hands and unfolding it. Your eyes widen in surprise when you saw that it was a sash similar to the one you were wearing when you had followed Altaïr but it was a different color and had its own intricate designs. "Altaïr", you breathed out looking at him and wishing you could see his face without the hindrance of his hood. "How...where did you find it", you asked him because in the short time that you had spend in the city of Jerusalem you had not seen any clothing similar to yours. Altaïr blushed glad that you liked his gift but you could not see it due to his hood. "Do not fret about it", he said scratching the back of his neck. "I do not understand", you whispered holding the sash close to you, "Why".
"Why", Altaïr repeated.
"Yes why buy me a gift", you were so confused as to the reason he bought it, he seemed not to like you at all, maybe he was finally sending you packing buying you the sash so he can send you away with it. Tears started to well up in your eyes. Altaïr had only been staring at you trying to find the right words to say to you and coming up empty, emotions were uncharted territory for him. He started to panic when he saw your eyes well up with tears, quickly pulling down his hood before gentle placing his hands on both your shoulders. "No, no please do not cry (Y/n). I only wanted to apologize this gift is my apology to you". When you heard this your tears silently fell down your cheeks thinking that he really was getting rid of you. Altaïr panicked even more feeling that familiar stir that he felt all those months ago when you cried. Quite frustrated with himself at the lack of proper words and not knowing what else to do he followed his instinct and kissed you. Your eyes widen when you felt his lips on yours and your tears stopped instantly you were too stunned to kiss him back. When he withdrew his face was as red as a tomato and you were still stunned not saying anything still looking at him wide eyed. Altaïr cleared his throat not sure how to proceed himself sneaking a glance at you, "uh...(Y/n)", he said your name but you did not respond. He began to worry as he properly looked at you, you seemed frozen in time not even blinking, he narrowed his eyes to try to see if you were breathing. "Apology for what", you suddenly asked blinking slowing. Altaïr jumped at the sudden sound of your voice, "What", he asked to be sure that he heard you correctly. "You said this gift is your apology. what are you apologizing for", you repeated glancing at the sash in your hands before shifting your gaze back to Altaïr expectedly. He swallowed thickly, "I heard you speaking to Malik about...", he cleared his throat, "...about my demeanor towards you. I never intended to be...", he trailed off trying to search for the right word.
"Tense", you said quickly averting your eyes from Altaïr's gaze.
"Yes tense. I do not want to be rid of you I...I could never. I quite enjoy your company".
A blush creped up your neck spreading to your cheeks, 'oh wow Altaïr likes me', you kept repeating in your head.
"And your piercings fascinate me they always have since the first day we met", he further said earning a giggle from you.
Looking at him still blushing and noticing his own blush you spoke, "I like you too Altaïr and thank you for the sash it is beautiful". Mustering enough courage you took the sash in your hand stood on your toes and placed it around Altaïr's neck biting your bottom lip when he furrowed his brows in confusion. You held the ends of it on each hand wrapping them at least once. You locked eyes with Altaïr then tucked at the sash pulling him to you towards your awaiting lips. He happily obliged bending his head down slightly and met your lips. This kiss lasted a while. You both pulled away for air. "I'm so glad you feel the same", you said smiling up at Altaïr who also had a smile of his own.