Once again, you awake in Feitan's lap, a thin blanket draped over the both of you. Everyone in the room seems to be asleep. The hideout now filled with wooden crates which you would assume to be the stolen items from the auction.
"What happened?" Feitan's voice whispered, his eyes still closed.
"I- I don't know, I guess we stole everything and now we're back at the hideout."
He can't help but let out a chuckle. "No, I mean with you."
"Oh," you begin to recall the moments before passing out. I was worried about Feitan, I was so worried that it started to take over my body. But, should I tell him that? Would that be weird? Why was I so worried even? He was completely fine. It was his fake clone that was dead. Oh god, I can't even think about that thing. It looked so lifeless. The thought of Feitan and death is so terrifying. I can't imagine him not in my life anymore. WAIT. I can't imagine him not in my life anymore? Am I- am I falling for him? I thought it was just platonic feelings at first, he really is a good friend but ... I really do like his smile, and the way that he takes to me does make my heart race a little. What is going on with me?
"Y/N?" Feitan's voice ripped you from your thoughts. I've been talking to myself for a long time, haven't I?
"U-uh yes? Oh. Um, I don't know, Pakunoda and I just finished at the parking lot, and I was feeling just fine, but then I saw the dead bodies..." You explained.
"The dead bodies of the guards? You didn't pass by any on your way to meet us though." Feitan recalled.
"No, not the guards, your dead bodies."
"The fakes?"
"Yes, the fakes," You respond as you begin to doubt yourself. Oh god, should I tell him? Should I admit how much I care about him, he deserves to know right?
"Does fake blood make you feel uneasy too?"
"No. No, not that just..." Here goes nothing, "the idea of you and fake blood. I mean, real blood. Um, the idea of you getting hurt. Or maybe even worse..."
Feitan's eyes widen at your words. Does Y/N worry for me? Do they care if something happens to me?
This is all very new to Feitan. He's never really experienced someone care for him. Aside from the occasional worry from troupe members when he gets a minor injury, but no one's actually shown such intense amount of worry for his wellbeing. He can't help but wonder to himself, is this what it feels like to be cared for? To be loved?
"Um... Fei?" You ask after Feitan continues to stare at the wall on the other side of the room, unresponsive.
Fei. I really like the way they say that. Do I care about Y/N? Of course I do. Do I care about them the same way they care about me? I- I think so? I don't know. I don't know what I'm feeling. This is all so new to me, I have no idea. Feitan continues to ponder.
You sigh, "Actually, never mind. Forget I said that, sorry. That was silly of me."
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In Another Life
Fanfiction[Feitan x Reader] Skilled fighter Y/N defeats Hisoka at Heavens Arena and is recruited by the Phantom Troupe. To their surprise they begin to find a feeling of home in the group and an interest in spider number two. Notes: - Story is already complet...
