Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 6

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.6
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≈ 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.

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≈ Last, but not least: HAVE FUN!

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Re: FILL: Midnight Games Part 2 of ?

[(Anonymous)]

“I swear I've never done something like this ever before”, Malik said and overlooked the city up from the parking lot of the Space History Museum, the White Sands cutting through the horizon with the mountains rising like sharp fangs into the sky, the clouds already turning purple with the sun rising to their backs. He hold the small little coffee cup of Dunkin Donuts in his hand, taking a sip and sighed satisfied. Coffee was a wonderful invention.

“What, getting coffee?”, Altair chuckled and leaned against the hood of Malik's car with one hand in the pocket of his jacket, the other one holding a cup of coffee as well. Kadar was still sitting in the passenger's seat, sleeping off his drunkenness. He looked almost adorable like this, all curled up and drooling in his sleep.

“Having coffee with a man I barely know”, Malik huffed. “And that comment almost made me regret my decision you know?”, he added in a warning. “So why do you have coffee with me in the parking lot of the Space History Museum at almost 5 in the morning?”, Altair pondered carefully, his eyes still small and looking tired. “I mean I be honest with you, you looked like as if you were ready to rip my head off when I first saw you.”

“Oh I was”, Malik grinned a little. “But you know it's not your fault for Kadar making promises he can't keep and all- and you looked as if you've had a bad night - which turned out to be true when you've told me your wallet got stolen and all”, he added. “And I can be a nice person and thought some coffee would do you good. You're acting pretty sober but I can tell, you too drank a little too much tonight.”

Altair chuckled. “So this is just you being a Samaritan huh?”

Malik snorted at that. “Maybe...” He hid his little smile behind the cup of coffee and took another sip of it. “Kadar said you're about to graduate.” Altair nodded and swallowed some of his own coffee. “Yes I'm about to become an engineer”, he said in a matter of fact voice, flicking against a little crumble on his pants.

“That's impressive”, Malik said and fumbled with the lid of his coffee. “I mean that's good, really good.”

“It's not that big of a deal”, Altair grinned and Malik could tell he felt uncomfortable as if he didn't like it to be in the center of attention. It was funny because the first time he'd seen him he'd thought it'd be different – probably because of the way how he smirked. That little scar he wore over his lips made him sort of look smug all the time.

“You're humble about it aren't you? I mean about getting your degree.”

Altair smiled a little and looked down to the ground, kicking against a small stone there. “I used to brag about my skills a lot when I was younger but- Well, let's just say sometimes things happen in your life that make you change.”

Somehow Malik thought the statement felt heavier than it sounded and he could tell how Altair's shoulders tensed a little so he decided not to push it. “I see”, he muttered. “I mean I can see why you would want to study engineering here”, he added with a small wink. Altair chuckled at that.

“Yes you would guess that studying engineering in the state where the A-bomb was invented would be a good idea.”

“Well we have a pretty good space program too.”

Altair snorted, “Yeah you know I've been here for five years now and I still didn't get to watch my shuttle landing.”

“Well to be fair they only land here when the weather is bad in California-”

“Well I so hoped for that”, Altair grinned and it was the moment Malik realized that maybe they were both starting to somehow... flirt with each other.

Now, here comes the thing you need about Malik when it comes to flirting: he doesn't do it often. He actually couldn't remember the last time when he'd flirted but Malik thought his behavior now was as close to flirting as it would get. Second, he was gay and that was just dandy. His parents knew, his brother knew, his close friends knew – he was glad for having all of their support, especially in a state like New Mexico and the small town he was living at, that was something you just didn't take for granted.

“So you're into that sort of... stuff?”, Malik asked helplessly.

“Course I am”, Altair snorted then turned his head to look up the small hill where the museum was standing on top of it. “So maybe I should have waited till nine when the museum opens and take you there”, Malik said and his heart was beating wildly because even Altair would understand now that this wasn't just something Malik would ask but what sort of sounded like a... date.

“Maybe you should have”, Altair hummed quietly and took a rather large sip of his coffee. “You can still take me”, he added with a small wink and all the tension melted right off of Malik's shoulders.

He released a small breath of air. “So how about tomorrow?”

“How about later today?”, Altair grinned. “I mean after I got to sleep a bit.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumbled piece of paper but then dropped it to the ground. “I don't have a pen with me”, he said at Malik's questioning look. “Can I have your phone?”

“What for?”, and Altair rolled his eyes. “To save my number into it of course”, he chuckled and it made Malik flush a little but he did reach into his pocket, his hands trembling only a bit when he handed Altair his cell over. “There you go.”

“You should give me a call later”, Altair said once he returned Malik's phone, looking over his shoulder as he did so. “And I think your brother is about to get sick.”

“Wha- wait, what?” Malik's eyes narrowed and he turned around, watching how Kadar looked right at him, one hand covering his mouth and eyes wide before he quickly opened the door of Malik's car, stumbled outside only to empty his stomach right next to it. Malik's face turned into a disgusted mask. “Oh dear...”

“You should tell him not to go to these freshmen parties anymore”, Altair said completely unimpressed and watched the White Sands and the city to their feet while Kadar puked behind them rather loudly.

Malik scrunched his nose. “Probably.”


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“Here's a bucket in case you need to barf again”, Malik said and sat down onto his bed which was currently occupied by his little brother who's eyes were already closed. He made a small miserable sound and Malik couldn't help it but smile, his fingers running through his hair in a gently manner. “You just ruined my night, well, morning you know that? Couldn't have picked a better moment to decide to get sick”, he sighed.

“...sorry”, Kadar said in a low rumble of his voice, all small and miserable.

“It's okay”, Malik grinned, “I will get my revenge when you're better alright?”

“... okay...”

Malik laughed at that in a low voice. “There's water next to the bed when you get thirsty and some aspirin... I'm going to drive Altair home now.”

At that Kadar cracked one eye open and looked at Malik. “Altair?”, he asked confused and it made Malik shook his head because really, right now it was rather pointless to explain anything to Kadar – he probably couldn't remember right now that he'd asked his brother to give Altair a ride as well. He probably didn't even know who Altair was at that moment.

“Nothing”, Malik said, “but I'll be gone for a bit. Mom and dad know you're not coming home right?”

“Told- told them I stay with a friend”, Kadar slurred.

“Good”, Malik nodded, “so at least they're not worried sick. I bring you breakfast on my way back alright?”

“... alright...”, Kadar sighed again and Malik could tell he was almost back to sleep again. “Alright”, he nodded and got up, leaving the door to his bedroom open and watched how Altair got up from his couch. “Kid's safe in the bed, we can go now”, he said and pointed with his thumb back to his bedroom.

Altair stood. “Aren't your afraid I might be some weirdo?”, he grinned at Malik.

“You hang out with my brother, I already know you're a weirdo”, Malik grinned and ushered Altair out of his apartment.

Re: FILL: Midnight Games Part 2 of ?

[(Anonymous)]

This fill is just perfect, anon.

"Malik realized that maybe they were both starting to somehow... flirt with each other." This is where I guffawed. I'm in love with this entire sentence. I'm so excited for more!

Re: FILL: Midnight Games Part 2 of ?

[(Anonymous)]

Absolutely brilliant! Dammit I love this already. (':