Her Sister (Code Realize Various x Fem Reader)

Saint's Ending

First POV

Saint-Germain, the noble that had taken us in, and was a part of an organization that he had gone against in order to keep us safe. A kind-hearted man, with the most lovely smile that I could ever lay my eyes on.

Saint and I stood there in silence for a moment before he began to walk towards me. I had no idea what his organization had asked him to do, since I had figured that they had found out that Cardia and I were still alive.

I looked back to Saint as he continued to smile, until he finally stopped in front of me. I didn't really know what to say to him, being as that I didn't know if he was allowed to love anyone.

But, those doubts were soon washed away when I felt Saint grab my hand, and then placing his other on my cheek, causing me to look up to him.

"I suppose you're having some doubts about how you feel about me, aren't you," he figured out. 

My eyes went a little wide when I realized that he was right. I looked away from him for a moment, but Saint was quick to react, and before I knew it, Saint lips were on mine. You would think it'd be a rough one, but it wasn't like that at all. Like Saint, it was gentle. I kissed back, feeling Saint's other hand travel to my other cheek.

After a few seconds, we pulled apart, and that's when I knew that Saint felt the same way, for real. I smiled up at him as his eyes opened, and locked onto mine.

"Let me say it for you, and for myself. (Y/N) Beckford, I, Saint-Germain, love you with all that I am. And I hope that you will be my significant other," he smiled to me.

I felt small tears come to my eyes, happy that Saint felt the same way that I did. I nodded, accepting his feelings fully. But, there was still one thing that I was worried about.

"What about Idea?" I asked as Saint kept his hands on my cheeks.

When I asked that, he smiled even more as his hands traveled to grab my own. Idea had to have known that Cardia and I were still alive, and I didn't want them to come after Saint as well.

"You don't need to worry about them. Guinevere's able to cover for me, but I can't let you out of my sights. Though, I'm glad it ended this way, since it seems like you'll be stuck with me," he teased slightly as I let out a sigh of relief.

Well, I was glad that Idea wasn't going to be bothering us any longer. And I was glad to be spending my life with the man that had given us a safe place to live, and who has helped us in time of need.

Once my worry was gone, Saint and I walked hand in hand back to the mansion. Well, we didn't go inside. Instead, I walked into the garden, some flowers that didn't look too well caught my attention first. I heard Saint follow behind me as I crouched down, and pick up the small vase of flowers.

I held my hand close to it, a golden light coming from my hand. And within seconds, the flowers were blooming once again, alive and thriving.  That was when I felt Saint embrace me from behind once more.

"Beautiful, you have an absolutely beautiful gift, my dear. If I'm being completely honest, that's one of the things I love about you," I heard his voice say.

I smiled back at him as I place my hand onto his. There was something else that I wanted to say to him as well.

"Saint, I want you to know that I was never mad at you for having been sent to kill me," I said suddenly.

Thinking that he'd pull away, I was a little surprised when Saint turned me around in his arms, embracing many body even tighter than before. And I was quick to return it.

"I didn't want to do it. But, Idea threatened to do it if I didn't," he spoke, and I felt his body tremble slightly.

I hugged him even tighter before pulling away, and holding his face in my hands. I smiled at him, the one I loved in the entire world.

"We don't have to worry about that anymore. So, if it's alright with you, I'd love to get to know more about you, Saint. Though, I know so much already," I offered to him.

And with that, Saint smiled back at me, and nodded, signaling our new life together.

"I'd love that."

Without having to worry about anyone breaking us apart. We would be happy, and start a new life of love, together.