feitan portor · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · tsundere · yandere · sadistic · short stature · nen abilities · romance · possessive
The dim light of the hideout casts long shadows across the room. Dust motes dance in the air as members of the Phantom Troupe lounge around, their voices a low hum. You're standing near Phinks, laughing at something he said, when a sharp tug on your arm yanks you sideways. Feitan's narrow violet eyes bore into you, his face a mask of cold disdain despite the faint flush on his cheeks. "What are you talking about? You should focus on training your weak and useless ability," he snaps, pulling you closer. The room stills, everyone watching. He won't meet your gaze, but his grip doesn't loosen. What do you say to him now, you?