Cold -Feitan X Reader-

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Feitan stared down at (y/n) who slept peacefully. He yawned, slowly growing sleepy as well after staying up all night but he shook his head snapping out of his sleepy state. He stretched his arms up into the air, fully waking himself up before making himself comfortable again in his seat. He continued to stare at (y/n) who every once in a while would shift in her sleep. He wondered how she managed to look so peaceful, innocent, kind, almost like an angel when she slept as if she had never actually murdered people.

"It's rude to stare, scum."

Feitan flinched upon hearing her quiet voice, her weak self barely managing to open her eyes. He loudly clicked his tongue, she had barely woken up and she was already getting on his nerves.

"Don't flatter yourself, I was merely checking up on you."

She gave him a weak glare, slowly forcing herself to sit up.

"How long have I been out?"

"Four days."

(Y/n) snapped back to reality, she jumped out of her bed not exactly realizing that her legs were weak. She collapsed to the floor but Feitan reacted quickly and caught her. She instantly caught a whiff of his cologne, her fuzzy memories coming back to four days ago. If it wasn't for her forgetful mind then she would've remembered what had happened that night. Though Feitan was happy she forgot, he wasn't ready to tell her his feelings. Not when there were bigger problems in the kingdom.

"Stop." His words were short as always. His tone wasn't harsh this time, it was hoarse as if he had just woken up from his slumber as well.

He felt her hands grip onto his blouse, keeping her from falling. Not that she would anyway, he was practically carrying her.

"You don't realize that if I don't get up my mother is going to punish me!-"

"She's not here, (y/n)."

(Y/n)'s face softened, she felt herself relax against his chest as the thought sunk into her mind. She was sure her mother had gone back to treat Eric's mother. She sighed quietly, calming herself down. While she let her thoughts run everywhere, Feitan yawned, exhausted from staying up late at night for the last four days. He had been sleeping every once in a while but never getting a full night sleep. He looked down at (y/n) who was staring at her own blue hands.

"Have you forgotten?" He managed to say, resting his chin on her head.

"Forgotten what exactly?"

He smiled to himself, finally releasing her. Relieved that she had forgotten about the small simple kiss they shared that night. At least that's what he thought, she would simply just act like it never happened.

"It's nothing."

She looked down at her fingers, realizing that her gloves were gone. A sudden wave of nauseous washed through her before her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Feitan heard a thump behind him, when he turned around he saw (y/n) already on the ground again. He finally snapped out of his sleepiness, quickly scurrying up to pick her up.

"Hey idiot!"

"I don't feel okay." She mumbled, keeping her eyes shut tightly.