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Inadvertently, Ratonhnhaké:ton’s gaze shifted towards you, much like it always did when you were near. It was strange, the feelings you evoked. He never felt as soothed as he did while in your presence, but at the same time, he never felt as scared. His heart would beat a little faster, his hands would twist nervously together, his eyes would follow every movement, a brilliant blush would litter his cheeks, and his feet would shuffle.
It was this strange sensation, like he couldn’t speak for fear of messing everything up, yet he longed to speak of everything, of anything. Had it not been for Kanen’tó:kon’s throat clear suddenly, he was quite sure he would’ve watched you all day. It was harder than he cared to admit to tear his eyes away from the enrapturing scene, but he forced himself to pay attention to his friend, heat creeping up his neck at the knowing look.
“She is good with them.” Kanen’tó:kon nodded his head in your direction, observing as a few of the younger children laughed at your actions, playful shouts of delight when you chased them. A small smile tugged at Connor’s lips, his head bobbing up and down as his eyes moved back towards you. He wished it could stay like that, knowing that the loud laughter bubbling from your throat would soon be replaced with shouts. The hands that lifted the children and spun them around would soon be replaced with the blood of your enemies. He sighed. That was just how the life of an Assassin was.
“Is something wrong?” His friend asked, slightly confused by the change in demeanor. Just a moment ago, Ratonhnhaké:ton was mirroring the expression of a lovesick puppy, only now, he held a sort of grim acceptance on his features.
“Nothing,” Connor whispered, an unfamiliar weight resting on his shoulders once again. If Kanen’tó:kon didn’t know Connor as well as he did, he might’ve been oblivious to his emotions. Unfortunately for Connor, he did know him well enough to notice the shift in his expression. He was clearly troubled. And, Kanen’tó:kon’s gaze swept back towards you, it more than likely had something to do with the unresolved feelings he had for you.
It had been quite surprising when Ratonhnhaké:ton had brought you to the village, arousing suspicion in his friend from the very start. Watching the way the two of you interacted and looked to one another when you thought the other wasn’t aware made it all the more obvious, specifically on Connor’s side. The man really was clueless when it came to such emotions. Kanen’tó:kon knew that he’d finally found a way to get back at Connor for his endless teasing as a child, but he just had to wait for the right moment. And it was definitely the right moment. A smirk bloomed on his face, mischief practically oozing from his expression.
“I am happy for you, Ratonhnhaké:ton.” He said, laughing to himself when Connor’s face morphed from that of confusion into a full on blush.
“I do not know what you speak of.” Connor grumbled, dropping his head to the ground in an attempt to stave off the heat coloring his cheeks.
“You do, but she does not.” Kanen’tó:kon argued, tilting his head in your direction. “Go on then, tell her.” Connor was shifting from foot to foot, clearly uncomfortable. His face was violently red, painstakingly obvious despite his best efforts.
“Tell her what?” Connor asked innocently, voice not nearly as even as normal.
“How you feel,” he prompted, hand gesturing towards your body. He muttered inaudibly under his breath, something that Kanen’tó:kon didn’t have to hear to know it was a denial. Honestly, that man could be so stubborn sometimes. At least his teasing would help him!
“Then when will you tell her how you feel?” All hints of playfulness all but vanished, leaving something much heavier in the air around the two friends. Though the embarrassment was still present, Connor seemed to accept the nature of the conversation.
“Soon,” he vowed, looking back towards you. Your eyes caught his, a smile pulling at your lips. He couldn’t help but return it. He was in way too deep but, when you smiled at him, he couldn’t care less.