asscreedkinkmeme ([personal profile] asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2011-11-16 12:25 pm
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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 4

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.4

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All Is Well [3/3]

(Anonymous) 2011-12-19 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
“How are you feeling, father?” Darim asks, watching. Always watching and feeling his stomach twist.

“I am doing better. Hungry,” Altair admits, tired, and offers his son a small, sad smile. “But I suppose that can wait.” He sits back down, looking at the Apple.

Suddenly, Darim cannot explain the frustration that he feels when he sees his father working and appearing as if nothing had happened, even for one moment. It sickens him, every time his father uses the Apple and Darim cannot do anything but sit and wait in growing unease and fear. Most of all, he hates knowing that if anyone was in need of a reprieve, it is his father. And Darim –

Darim cannot ask for anymore. He should not.

“Darim? Darim, come here.”

The authority in Altair’s voice, not at all like a father, is more like a grandmaster addressing a subordinate. Jolted from his silence, Darim steps dutifully forward, hands at his side.

Altair regards him, frowning. “Tell me.”

Darim stares at him, uncomprehending.

“I lost my wife, my son, and my best friend. And I’m well aware of that. But what did you lose, Darim? Can you tell me?”

Same as you, father, he wants to say, reaching out to lay his hand on his father’s shoulder. But to his surprise, the words bottle up in his throat and his arm hangs suspended in the air as Altair wants for an answer. Darim’s chest grows tight and he suddenly cannot speak. His hand lowers, fingers catching on the sleeve of his father’s robe, a childish gesture, but Darim’s vision blurs the pitiful image away and he lowers his head.

“My mother.” His voice cracks. “My brother and my uncle.”

He is stiff and almost unyielding when Altair stands to wrap his arms around him. The embrace is one-sided, but Darim turns to his father’s ear, brow furrowing as he tries to keep from shaking.

“But I do not want to lose my father as well. I will not forgive you if it happens.”

Altair becomes rigid, unnaturally still and quiet. And that, for some perverse reason, gives Darim enough courage to finally hug his father, giving into the little shakes and fears and the heartbreak of losing so much.

He thinks he can feel his father nod.

For now, because he is asking just this once, Darim will believe it.

Re: All Is Well [3/3]

(Anonymous) 2011-12-20 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
*wails* Oh, oh, Darim. You poor thing! *snif*

Thank you anon, this was a genuine response to a serious response, and you did it justice.

Re: All Is Well [3/3]

(Anonymous) 2011-12-20 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
OP here, and wow, this got filled exactly on my birthday.

Thank you, anonwriter, this is exactly what I wanted. I felt a little cheated that we never got to see Darim's thought and feelings on the tragic events - neither in the game nor the novel. Thank you for doing him justice!

And I find Darim referring to Malik as "uncle" really heartwarming.