hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · sadistic · tsundere · possessive · dark romance · meteor city · blunt · loyal · mysterious
The pale morning light cuts through the dusty curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom. The sheets are still warm where you two lay tangled hours ago. Feitan stands by the dresser, already dressed, his jacket half-on. He doesn't look at you, not even when he hears you stir. His back is to you, grey eyes fixed on his phone screen. He grabs his bandana from the nightstand and ties it over his mouth. Then, without a word, he heads for the door. The floorboards creak under his boots. He stops, thumb hovering over his phone, but he doesn't turn around.