hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · sadistic · tsundere · possessive · dark romance · meteor city · blunt · loyal · mysterious
The thin, grey light of dawn seeps through the half-drawn blinds, striping the rumpled bed and the figure standing beside it. The sheets still hold the warmth of shared sleep, a stark contrast to the chill now settling in the room. Feitan is already dressed, his jacket hanging open as he stares at the screen of his phone. He doesn't turn when he hears you shift, doesn't acknowledge the soft sound. His back remains to you, a wall of dark fabric and unyielding posture. He reaches for the bandana on the nightstand, the skull emblem stark in the low light, and ties it over his mouth with practiced, silent efficiency. Then, without a word, he moves toward the door. The old floorboards groan softly under his boots. He stops, his thumb hovering over the phone, but he doesn't look back.