☁️HunterxHunter Boyfriend Scenarios☁️

✿What makes you think i care? - FEI✿

- The bitch is back💋

Warnings: ✿ - (fluff); Cussing, Mention of the following words: slut, asshole, dick, jerk + more!! ALCOHOL (drunk reader) 😤 - mentioned catcalling, but not plotted!!

Words: 1405
____________

“Fuck off.” You told Feitan in a stern tone, scoffing as you turned your back to him.

It was a PERFECT day, until he decided to ruin it for you.

You gained the confidence to wear a very revealing dress, in wich you thought you looked AMAZING (you did, queen).

“You still look like a slut.” He judged you. What an absolute dick. An asshole, a jerk.

You felt your eyes starting to tear up. You had a soft pressure on your chest and a bad taste in your mouth.

You never got along with Feitan, but did he really have to do this? Did he really have to act like such a jerk 24/7?

You didn't even look back, as you finally left. The mission was done, so why stay with people like Feitan?

You bit your tongue and forced yourself to act like that didn't affect you. You left quickly. Where to? Definetly not to your appartment.

It was night anyways, and you've been sober for far too long. You didn't care, not anymore. Nobunaga could scream at you for not sticking with them for all you care, you didn't give a shit.

You went directly to the bar that was close in town.
______

Feitan felt bad. Bad was an understatement. He felt horrible, like absolute trash.

He wanted to insult you, he always did. But you never acted like this, you never ignored him.

It wasn't supposed to be personal, he thought you'd bark back at him like you always did, he could've never expected that, ever...

He felt so guilty... In his opinion, that was actually the best outfit he'd ever seen you in. You always looked so gorgeous, so glamorous, you were always shining brighter than the sun itself.

-------- T★I★M★E     S★K★I★P --------

How many drinks have you had? You don't know.

You lost count, a long time ago. In about a few hours or so, you managed to get drunk and flirted with.

There were some jerks catcalling you, and it took you all of your might to not kill them right then and there.

You were already angry, very upset as a matter of fact, so why have to deal with extra work? No, this night, you'll relax.

You lost track of time, too. Was it 2 AM? Or maybe 3 AM? You didn't know.

After a while, you realized that you should probably head home. You could barely think, the alcohol clearly leaving it's effect on you.

You stumbled out of the bar, not knowing where you were going or what you were exactly doing.

All you knew is that you were outside, and it was pretty dark, no signs of other people, only silence and the faint sounds of the music coming from the bar.

You walked stupidly, not even knowing where.

All of the sudden, you heard loud rumbles of engines.

You looked in front of you, straight into the blinding lights of the car.

“Get in the car, [Y/N].” a quiet and recognizable Voice spoke up.

It was none other than Feitan...