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Hoods overcasting shadows, you and Ezio walked through the streets, blending through crowds.
Being notorious was hard work.
If you see two similarly dressed men decked out in armour and weapons, you wouldn’t think twice, right?
Wrong!
You chuckled under your breath as you saw three guards walk right past you. You high-fived Ezio behind their back. “Let’s get somewhere safe,” you said, ducking out the way of a man carrying ten boxes in front of his face. You wanted to help him, but it was too risky.
Ezio grabbed your hand and led you through a wider gap. A flush crawled up against your skin, and you fought the urge to pry his fingers off of yours. It felt embarrassing, thinking of all the eyes watching you; judging you.
Once you were out of the main streets, you both began loitering, walking idly through the darkness. As a woman came around the corner, you let go of Ezio’s hand as she walked between you.
Before Ezio could grab your hand again, you sped off through the crowd. “Y/N!” He rushed after you.
The hideout came into view, but before you could slip in through the door, your hand was grabbed, spinning you around.
“Cosa c'è che non va?”
You subconsciously pulled your hood further down your face, looking around you. Following your gaze, Ezio took the hint and pulled you aside into an alley.
“Well?”
“What if someone sees, Ezio?” you asked quietly.
“Sees what?”
“Us! Tenersi per mano, abbracciando! People stare!”
He gave you a look, and the next thing you knew, his lips were on yours.
Then, you were no longer preoccupied with the thoughts of civilians looking your way– it didn’t matter because you were happy, and that was the important thing to remember.
But currently, you were relaxing into a reassuring peck that was over too soon.
“Look around you, bello,” Ezio smirked. “Who is bothered?”
It was true; people were looking your way, acknowledged that people were making out in the backstreet, and quickly diverted their eyes in favour of providing privacy.
You were still disgruntled. “Let me show you how there is nothing to be embarrassed about.”
Translations:
Cosa c'è che non va = What’s wrong?
Tenersi per mano, abbracciando = [..] Holding hands, hugging […]
Bello = Handsome (beautiful)