Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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✩ Comment anonymously with a character/pairing and a kink/prompt.

✩ Comment is filled by another anonymous with fanfiction/art/or any other appropriate medium.

✩ One request per post, but fill the request as much as you want.

✩ The fill/request doesn't necessarily need to be smut.

✩ Don't flame, if you have nothing good to say, don't say anything.

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✩ Last, but not least: HAVE FUN!

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FILL: One Night in New York (PREQUEL?? 3/3)

[(Anonymous)]

It felt like only a few minutes later that Shaun's phone vibrated against his neck and he woke with a small start - but it wasn't enough to wake Mike, at least. Shaun picked up his phone and disabled the alarm and slid out of Mike's embrace as gently as he could. Mike shifted and grumbled, but he didn't wake. Shaun grabbed clothes from his suitcase and dressed quickly before throwing the previous night's clothes in. He zipped it up and left, just like that. No note, no number, and maybe Mike would be disappointed, maybe he wouldn't. Maybe he'd forget Shaun - or rather, David - in a week, or a month, or maybe even by tomorrow. Like Rebecca had said, this wasn't the first time he'd done this sort of thing, but it was the first time he regretted it when he left. He didn't regret the night, no, but he regretted that he had to leave, that he couldn't leave his number or have any contact with Mike later. He regretted that he'd never see him again, and Shaun wasn't even sure why that was; they'd only spent a single night together, after all. He didn't know the man, there wasn't any room for regrets - and yet...

He met Rebecca in the lobby and she just nudged his shoulder with his own, quiet and sober like she rarely was. Like she knew, somehow, and Shaun just shook his head. They got into their cab and made their way to the airport, and within hours, he'd left the country. If only he could leave his regret behind just as easily.

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A/N: Whoops, this part was longer than I thought. A lot longer. I'm still not sure if it reads better with this before or after the story. I really wanted to do good by this prompt, but I'm not sure if I actually accomplished that. But hell, it was already written at that point, so why not post? Might polish it up and upload it to AO3 later.