Assassin's Creed Daughter Imagines (FINISHED| NEW REQUESTS WILL BE IGNORED)

Accidental Prone

Pairing: Haytham Kenway
Warning: none
Note: N/A
Requested by: no one

"Oh. I got a bruise."

Haythan heavily sighed and turned in his seat to face you admiring the bruise forming on your arm. You would think that a child of an Templar Grandmaster would be a bit more careful on your feet, but nope. Not you.

"Come here, Y/n."

You sheepishly walked over to Haytham and he took your arm to examine it.

"You don't even remember where or how you got it, do you?"

"Nope."

Haytham sighed again, pressing a kiss to the bruise.

"I know you've promised me on multiple occasions that you will be careful and you haven't held onto that promise yet."

"I'm sorry," you mumbled, kicking at the floor. "I don't like getting injured."

Haytham sighed for the umpteenth time, hoisting you to his lap.

"I don't like seeing you get injured either. At this point, I'm starting to wonder if I should move all the furniture out of the way for you."

"Hey!"

Haytham knows you don't mean to get yourself injured. Nine times out of ten, you don't even know how you got most of your injuries. Even a cut, you won't realize it until you see it.

"How did I get this cut again?"

"Y/n!"

"What?"

Haytham stood in front of you, giving you a look.

"I want you to sit here."

"Okay."

"Don't you dare move. At all."

"Okay."

"I mean it, Y/n. No movement whatsoever."

"So I can't go to the washroom?"

"Y/n, for your own sake, just stay here. Call me if you have to go."

"But I'm not a toddler!"

"And yet you continue to get injuries."

You pouted at Haytham's retreating figure. Sitting on the bed with nothing to do.

"Daddy-"

"No."

You pouted again.

"But I'm bored."

Insert another sigh.

"That's it. I'm training you."

"Training me for what?"