The Assassin's Partner (Jacob Frye x Reader)

Chapter 5-Crimson Pt. 1

This morning you awoke early by the sounds of metal being pounded by the men working in the warehouse nearby. You looked at your pocket watch and saw that it was barely 7:24am. You groaned and lazily got out of bed. You decided to do something different with your hair so you did a half up half down do. You looked into the mirror and saw Jacob's jacket on your messy bed. You went to grab it and you put it on. It was big but you liked big jackets. It now smelled like you, like vanilla and mud.

You walked downstairs to see your father eating some breakfast and reading the daily newspaper like always.

"Good morning, Father. How are you?" You say as you sit down next to him, slouching a bit.

"What did I say about slouching, (Y/N)?" 

You rolled your eyes,"That it's not lady-like.." You say as you mock his voice and you sit up straight.

"Now, how many people have you killed since we've arrived in London?"

You looked at him with a exhausted face,"None, I haven't had the chance to and anyways we just arrived like 4 days ago! Patience, Father. No need to worry, London will be taken care of, Evie, Henry, and I got it under control."

"What about that Jacob Frye fellow?"
Your thoughts pondered about him and last night. The way how he caressed your cheek and how firmly he held his arm around your waist and especially being a gentlemen towards you when you were cold. You now couldn't think straight with all these emotions built up inside you, anger, lust, joy, confusion took over you. It shook you that Jacob Frye, THE Jacob Frye wanted to kiss you. You thought and thought until you only thought of bad things about him. He'll break your heart you idiot! He's not for you!! He'll never love you as much as William did..

"..arie. Earth to Daughter? Can you hear me?"

"Huh? Ohh yes, I-I do. Uh, might I ask, what were you saying?" He chuckled and drank a bit of his tea,"I saw that he walked you home. If I do say so myself, you two look like a wonderful couple. Two assassins in love, probably having assassin children-"

"Father! What next? You're going to see me helping a 100 year old man and say he's fit for me?"

"Well..."

"Bloody hell, father..." He laughs at your comment.

"Well, (Y/N), what do you plan to do today?" He says as he gets up from his seat and puts his dirty dishes in the sink.

"Well I was planning to finally get the information from Buckingham Palace with Jacob today, why do you ask father?" You say as you get up from your seat and walk towards him.

"Well I wanted you to join me in Devils Acre to drink at a pub there. Haven't had some in ages."

"You mean days?" He smiles at your comment. Your father wasn't a big drinker but he did enjoy to have a pint or two from time to time and when he did, you were always the one to drag him home. You were never a big drinker either, but you enjoyed some rum.

"But father, you're taking about Devils Acre, the most dangerous place to be in and especially at night? I don't know if you heard but there is a dangerous street gang called The Blighters that roam around. I don't want you getting hurt!"

"That's why, my dear, I'd like you to join me! You need to loosen up a bit and relax, dearie!" You looked at him with a worried expression, knowing you'll regret what you're about to say,"Fine." You say and he smiles,"but under one condition."

He perks up and looks at you sternly.

"Please no more talking about me getting married and having children. I'll decide when the time is right."