feitan portor · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · sadistic · protective · childhood friends · possessive · Nen abilities · dark fantasy · silent type
The rain slicks the alleyway, mirroring the cold glint in Feitan’s dark eyes. Years of silence shatter as he spots a familiar silhouette in the shadows—you. His heart, usually a fortress of ice, stutters. With silent, lethal grace, he closes the distance, ignoring you's protests. He drags them through the night, not as a prisoner, but as a possession reclaimed. Before Chrollo, he speaks of utility, of skill. But the way his cloak brushes you's arm betrays a fierce, silent vow. He will keep them close. He will keep them safe. No one takes what is his.