S a n i t y - {+18}

✧ 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝖾𝗌 ✧

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♔︎ s ᴀ ɪ ɴ ᴛ ♔︎

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THE day was happy and bright. Saint woke up feeling much better than before. His wounds were still in the process of healing. His eyes fell on the one person in the room.

Athena was curling up in the chair playing with the ring Saint had gave her. Her bottom lip was tucked under her teeth as she thought something deep.

She whipped her head to look at him. Her eyes widened when she noticed that he was awake.

"Saint how're you feeling?" She asked grabbing his hand. Saint chuckled slowly. His voice was super rough due to the sleep that was enough to make Athena blush and all tingly.

"I'm alright. Don't you worry little doe." He laced his fingers with hers. Athena smiled and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

"I'll go tell the boys." She was about to go away but Saint tightened his grip on her hand.

"They'll know later. You should sit next to me. I'm sick." He frowned in the end. Athena bit her lip and nodded slowly. She lowered her eyes to his hand.

Her fingers drew the lines on top his bulging veins. Saint took the moment to look at her closely. She felt his eyes on her and stared at him.

"You know what I did that night?" His voice was loud and clear. Athena drew in a sharp breath. Her eyes lowered to her lap as the water filled in them. She knew very well about that night and about what Saint did.

His eyes bore into the side of face. He chuckled. He gripped her chin and made her look at him.

"I killed, little doe. I killed so many people that night. I killed humans. I killed them." He asked her. His thumb brushed the single tear that had escaped her eye. Athena sniffed.

Saint sighed and averted his eyes to the imaginary dot on the wall.

"I wish this could be normal." She heard him mumble under his breath.

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One week later

"Where the fu- oww Saint you fu-" Athena heard the loud banging in the living room along with some bickering. She bit her lip in worry and padded towards the door silently.

"I told you to not to cuss when she's in the house. She doesn't like it, you deranged pig!" She heard Saint's voice saying the words in a low angry whisper.

She backed out trying to process what he said. The realization struck her. Her cheeks bloomed with colour as the butterflies erupted in her stomach. He was talking about Athena.

He didn't want her to hear bad words. Such a sweetheart!

She jumped when the door opened and Saint walked in. His intense dark eyes pierced right through her soul. He took slow intimidating steps towards her. Her throat felt dry as she stood there awkwardly.

She wanted to move back but her feet seemed glued to the floor. Saint's lips twitched when he noticed that how affected she was by their close proximity.