#feitan fluff

You were going to the mall with your friends. Young adult women, exploring the near abandoned mall, wondering how to spend their money; it was going to be a peaceful, normal day. So you thought.

You wore your favorite outfit and were looking nice. You entered Victoria's Secret with your friends Machi, Shizuku and Pakunada. You had issues deciding what to get, trying on a variety of lingerie. As you left the store, in the corner of your eye you could see some guys around your age hanging out. There was a taller one with tattoos, piercings and slicked back hair. There was a blonde taller one in a tracksuit with a grumpy expression. There was another tall blonde, but with a somewhat innocent look about him, drinking Boba, and then there was a much shorter guy, with black hair and a black face mask. He had piercings, and a unique presence that drew you in. Even with his height, he exuded a kind of confidence that pulled you in, making you stare. As you left the store, you saw him look your way for a couple seconds, eyebrows raised slightly. You looked away blushing, knowing you'd probably never see him again. He'd just be the hot emo guy you saw at the mall... And so you thought.

Next your friends and you entered Spencer's. You all explored the shirts, merch, and random decorative items. In the back where the sexual toys were, you saw the hot emo guy from earlier, with the same three friends. They were laughing, pointing at the toys, being obnoxious.

"Feitan, you might need to buy this strap on. I don't know how you please a woman with your small-" The innocent, now mischievous looking blonde teased, causing Feitan to glare at him.

"How would you know?" Feitan snarled, crossing his arms over his chest. You felt bad for staring, but it was hard not to. You wondered what... size... He could be due to his height, knowing it doesn't have much to do with dick size. His friends were being dicks to him.

"Your height, there's no way bro." The blonde laughed, the others snickering with him as they teased Feitan.

"I'll prove it. A girls been staring at me all day." Feitan said determined, looking over to where you were looking at him. You blushed, turning away, trying to act like you weren't just staring at him.

"Nah, no way you'd pull her. How'd you prove it anyways? I don't want to see your dick." The blonde said with a judgemental look on his face.

"From the sound of it, you really wanted to see my dick. I'll pull her easily." Feitan laughed, walking towards you. Your heart raced as you felt his presence behind you, his body heat radiating off him.

"Hey, sorry about them. Do you want to go on a date with me?" Feitan asked from behind you. You turned around with a blush, looking into his eyes which were more relaxed. You knew you had to get back to your friends, but also knew they wouldn't mind you going on a date with a hot emo guy, as long as you'd be safe.

"S-Sure." You stuttered shyly, making Feitan smile from under his mask. He grabbed your hand, making you gasp, pulling you out of the store with urgency. Before doing so, for a split second he flipped off his friends, yelling "see?" When you left the store, he continued to drag you along, to what seemed to be the food court. His slender hand was surprisingly warm, and your skin tingled where he was touching you.

"Get whatever you want. On me." Feitan said. You tried refusing, but Feitan insisted. You grabbed some of your favorite food, and sat with him near the window. You texted your friends quickly about what happened, beginning to eat as Feitan just looked at you, making you nervous. He seemed the quiet type, unlike his friends. "You're cute." He suddenly said, making your heart skip a beat and blush.

"Thank you.. I caught that your name is Feitan, right? I like it." You responded, still eating your food.

"Yeah.. What's your name?" Feitan asked, eyes staring at you intensely.

"Uhm, it's y/n. Are you in college?" You asked, trying to get a conversation going.

"A few classes, I mostly work.." Feitan continued the conversation, never leaving his eyes from you. "How about you?"

You explain your situation, Feitan nodding. "Do you live with friends?" You asked, finishing your food.

"Yeah, with those assholes. You can come over, if you want..." Feitan says, making your eyes grow wide. A house full of guys sounded a bit scary, and you thought about what would be the best idea. You couldn't help but blush and feel a warm desire at the idea of being in Feitans room, possibly doing things with him.

"Will it be just us? I'd have to tell my friends..." You asked, biting your lip.

"Just us. Those assholes will be out for a while. I also drove here alone." Feitan responded, getting out his car keys and eyeing you as if to ask if you'd want to join him. Your heart raced as you quickly texted your friends, nodding at Feitan. He grabbed your hand again, walking with you to his car. It was a nice black car, the kind of car that was a bit intimidating. Like the kind of car where you'd avoid guys like the driver of it. And here you were, sliding into the passenger seat, Feitan looking way too attractive, one hand on the wheel, the other on your thigh. You noticed his black fingernails pretty early on. He was giving signs of being a fuck boy, but you let yourself let go of worries, as you were enjoying yourself the most you have in a while. Feitans hand rubbed your thigh gently, every so often roughly squeezing it, as he drove.

When you arrived, you got a good look at the large house, a couple of other cars in the driveway. The inside was cleaner then you thought, considering it was all males living there. You wondered if they had women over a lot, or if any of them had girlfriends. You hoped to yourself that Feitan wasn't too much of a fuck boy, but felt that it was too likely to be true. Feitan took off his mask for the first time of the day, your eyes going wide seeing his attractive, sharp features. He smirked, catching you staring at him.

"Can I get you something?" Feitan asked, opening the fridge. There was an ungodly amount of alcohol inside, making you panic a bit, because you realized how much they must all party here.

"W-Water..." You answered nervously. Feitan threw you a water bottle, motioning you towards what you guessed would be his room. There were four rooms. His room was decently sized, posters from bands all over the walls, some figures from horror movies and games sitting on shelves. You noticed he had books that didn't seem to be textbooks, shocking you a bit. He seemed to have a queen sized mattress, it soft as you sat on it. He had a PC setup with a desk and chair in front of his bed. He turned it on, throwing off his sweatshirt on the chair, making you feel hot in the core of your stomach. His undershirt lifted for half a second when he took the sweatshirt off, but you got to see his well sculpted abs. His build was lean, but toned, and you blushed a deep red.

"Movie? You like horror?" Feitan asked, looking back at your blushing face. His eyebrow perked up, but he was smirking. You nodded your head quickly, and soon Feitan had a movie on his PC, joining you on his bed. He sat a little distanced from you at first, but then he turned around to face you as the movie was going. "You can come here if you want." Feitan said, opening up his arms. His back was against the upright pillows. You inched your way towards him, resting your head on his chest. Even his chest felt toned, and he was warm. You could hear his steady, strong heartbeat. You watched the movie, Feitan beginning to run his fingers through your hair, it comforting you. Surprisingly, you fell asleep, the movie still playing.

When you woke up, you were under Feitans blankets, and it was dark in the room. You could hear laughing and talking in what you guessed to be the living room outside. It seemed his friends were back. You wondered how long you were asleep, and cursed at yourself for falling asleep on your first date with him. You grabbed your phone, texting your friends again about what was happening.

"There's no way all you guys did was watch a movie, man." One of the guys who wasn't Feitan said disappointingly.

"We did. She fell asleep." Feitan responded, sounding annoyed. Your ears could make out the sound of a video game.

"That's surprising. Most girls find you too creepy to even be around, let alone sleeping. She must really like you." Another one of the guys said, laughter erupting.

"She's cute. I'm going to see if she has woken up. Don't you dare fucking bother us." Feitan laughed out, the sounds of his footsteps approaching his door. You sat up in his bed, rubbing your eyes.

"She can stay the night if she wants. See if she has friends though, man. It's been a while since I've been with anyone. We need more women over." One of the guys yelled to Feitan. Feitan opened his door ajar, light pooling into the dark room. Feitan smiled seeing you sitting up.

"You want to go get food, and then stay over?" Feitan asked you, walking in and turning on the light. You rubbed your eyes adjusting to the light.

Every time Feitan leaves on a mission, you tell yourself, "This time, I am going to be normal." And every time, without failure, you manage to prove yourself completely wrong. You have always greeted him with the same gesture ever since you saw that one Usher clip. You have decided to do this for a while now; this is your first shot.

Feitan has been gone for a couple of days and he should be back soon, today hopefully. YOu'll be able to detect his presence before he enters your shared apartment. One of your favourite things about you and Feitan's relationship is that you're the sunshine and he's the big grump, and he also doesn't know what you're going to do next.

You go crazy when Fei isn't home for too long, you need him in more ways than one, in bed and just for the daily comforts, and you love snuggling up to him (he says he hates it but he's effectively lying). 

There goes my baby You don't know how, good, it Feels to call you my girl

You're on the verge of slamming your head onto the coffee table, you so desperately wanted the song out of your head but you only. And you wouldn't, not until you get to slide on the floor to your man. 

Go ahead and play the tune in your head; it's always that song. "There goes my baby… Oooooh, girl, look at you…" You sing out as you fall to your knees, sliding on the waxed floor like some movie star in a music video, arms outstretched as you could feel seitan playing and unlocking the lock at the door.  And then on cue, the door opens. Feitan stands there, wrapped in his dark cloak, one eyebrow arched higher than it has ever been. For a moment, he's silent, his brain processing the utter sight of it all, his hard assassin's mind almost short-circuiting at the absurdity. "You.... are... so... strange," he finally mutters, his lips twitching as if in a fight against a smirk. You freeze, looking up from his torso, your eyes meeting with his own, your chin placed up against his cloak, a smile wide on your lips. Your cheeks are flushed pink. God, you missed him so much. 

"Took you long enough to realise, Fei," you tease while hugging him tighter.

He shakes his head, "I always known," he scoffs, "You make it obvious now."

Your jaw drops agasint him as you loosen your hold around his torso. "You love me!" you pout.\

"That I do," he says quietly with a sigh because he knows that no matter how odd you are he won't ever leave you because he does love you 🥺

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

Chrollo watched as the two of you left. His heartfelt apologies were deflected by Fei’s icy demeanour. “Darling?”, his voice hoarse, “I’m sorry-“. “Shut it”, Feitan carried you in his arms, “One more word and I swear-“. A glimpse of anger shot through Chrollo’s heart, but he knew it was misplaced. “I respected you”, Feitan softly added before he left with you in his arms. “Her stuff-“, Chrollo’s words died out as he caught a hint of Feitan’s anger. “She said she doesn’t want anything that reminds her of you”, he held you close to his chest. “Where are you going?”. “As far away from you as possible”. “I’ll look for her”. “And you won’t find her”, Feitan gritted his teeth; trying to keep his voice steady.

“I’ll kill them”, Chrollo’s eyes went dark.

He didn’t want to be like this; to make you hate him even more but what choice did he have? He didn’t want you to leave. Was he selfish? Yes. But on top of that, more than everything, he felt worried. He couldn’t leave you in Feitan’s hands. What if he couldn’t protect you? What if something happened to you? No. You were safe here.

“Who?”, Feitan froze as his grip around your frail body tightened. “Her family”.

Your heart dropped to your stomach. It didn’t matter that you hadn’t seen them in ages; that they treated you badly. None of it mattered. You weren’t going to face that mountain of guilt.

“You’re bluffing”, Feitan gritted his teeth. “Am I?”. “Fei?”, your eyes darted upwards.

You both knew that you weren’t going to leave. It didn’t matter how badly Feitan wanted to get you out of there; how badly he wanted to see you happy.

“You sure?”, Feitan looked down at your lifeless eyes. “Yeah”. Feitan’s shoulders slumped unwillingly as he now turned back to Chrollo. “Don’t think I’ll leave her alone. Not even for one second”. Chrollo held his hands next to his head before heading upstairs. “I don’t care what you do as long as she stays here”.

The two men didn’t even care to ask for your opinion. At least not out loud. They knew what you were thinking, what you were feeling, but it didn’t matter. They understood that you weren’t going to take any chances. Not when it came down to the safety of your relatives.

—-

“Not again”, your digits glided over the rough curtains. “What?”, Feitan lazily lifted his head from his pillow. “Chrollo… He’s arriving with even more flowers than yesterday”. “Hm”, Feitan hummed. “Wait”, you squeezed your eyes, “He can’t be serious”. “What?”. Now Feitan’s interest was also piqued. “T-there are people with him-“. “Who?”, he practically jumped out of bed. “T-they’re all carrying flowers”. Feitan narrowed his eyes as he tried to read the situation. “What the hell is he doing?”. There was this unexpected sharpness in his voice. Your brows unwillingly drooped along your eyes. It has been three weeks now, and everyday Chrollo had this entire charade of flowers ready in the morning. It started with the door to your room, then it expanded through the entire hallway…. Yesterday, he even had the entire staircase laced with lilies and roses. “What? You’re not going to forgive him, right?”, Feitan narrowed his eyes. “No, of course not”. However, the slight hesitation in your voice didn’t go unnoticed. “If you just agreed to let me take care of things, we’d be out of here already”. “You can’t keep my entire family safe-“. “Who cares about them? They didn’t treat you right”. “That doesn’t mean they have to die because of me”. “Tsk, you know they never even cared to look for you, right?”. “I’m not going to let them die, Fei”, you tore your eyes away from the window. His crescent-shaped eyes seemed cold and unbothered as usual. “You want to stay here, don’t you?”.

His question felt as if someone punched you in the gut. You didn’t want to stay here. Why would you? No. You’d never forgive Chrollo for being so cruel to you. Never.

You looked at Feitan with disappointment in your eyes. “Don’t look at me like that”, his voice softened as he pulled you close, “Come here”.

—-

“Y/N?”, Chrollo’s voice softly called out from the other side of your door. Feitan lazily looked at you; not even caring to put down the book he was reading.

Feitan hadn’t left your side. Not once. He noticed all the efforts and unheard apologies Chrollo had thrown at you, and by now, he knew perfectly well you were going to ignore him.

“Yes?”, your voice fragile as porcelaine. “What?!”, Feitan’s eyes widened as you walked to the door. Your steps featherlight.

Silence.

“I’ve got you something”. Chrollo tried his best to speak up. He hadn’t heard your voice in so long. To him, it felt as if an angel was talking. “Flowers?”. There was no hostility in your voice whatsoever. Feitan wanted to bang your head to a wall. How could you be this stupid? Nonetheless, he didn’t intervene. “Something else”, his words died out. “J-just leave it in front of the door”. “I can’t”, his voice had never been so gently. Your hands hovered over the doorknob. Your mind twisted. “Don’t”, Feitan suddenly towered over you; his grip on your wrist tight. “I-i want to know-“. “Don’t”, his tone stern. Your brows pulled together as you broke free from his grip. “Tsk”, Feitan’s eyes went round in anger, “Little brat-“. You ignored his anger as you slowly opened the door. Chrollo’s eyes, on the contrary, went round in awe. It had been weeks since he saw you up close. You were no longer a ghost to him that appeared every so often in the corner of his eyes. No. You were standing in front of him; as beautiful and graceful as ever. His hand wanted to draw to his chest as his heart skipped a beat. “I-is-“. “O-oh yes”, he carefully handed a kitten to you. It was as white as snow with big, blue eyes. “It reminded me of you”.

You studied the tiny creature as you carefully pulled it close to your chest. It was wearing a pink collar with a beautiful, golden heart in the middle.

“Please, treat it right”, his voice horse as his eyes studied your expression. “I’ve already bought everything it needs. Fei can get it on the table in the kitchen. Y-you can choose where you put everything. Its food is underneath the sink-“. “Thanks”, Feitan coldly intervened as he pulled you back by your nightgown and smashed the door shut.

“What the hell, Fei?!”, you looked up at him. “Give that to me”, his hands reached for the kitten. “N-no!”, you turned away as you held it close. “I wasn’t asking”, Feitan angrily grabbed your shoulder. “I want to keep it!”, you raised your voice. He tried his best to bite his tongue. After all, as long as you were happy… “Fine”, he shortly answered, “Whatever you want”.

—-

“Tsk”. “What?”, your smile just as wide. “You’re going to forgive him”. “W-what, no!”. “I can see it”, his eyes glided to the kitten. It had been a couple of days since Chrollo gave it to you. Since then, the conversations between you and Chrollo grew longer by the day. “If he hurts you again-“. “You won’t be here, yeah yeah”, you sighed as you finished his sentence. “I’m not going to forgive him, okay?”. Feitan watched as you picked up the kitten and held its nose to yours. It was an endearing sight, but the fact that Chrollo was winning you over wasn’t.

“Y/N?’, his voice rang through the door again. “Yes?”, you practically ran to the door earning a cold ‘tsk’ from Feitan. “Would you like to join me for dinner today? And Feitan too, of course”. Feitan knew he was only an afterthought; a pawn for you to agree. “No”, he immediately intervened. “W-wait”, your heart softened as you noticed Chrollo’s tired eyes. What if he really changed? What if he wasn’t as cruel anymore?

“I said no”. Feitan’s tone didn’t change. Your heart was torn. You knew Feitan was right. You shouldn’t join him for dinner after what he did to you, but you cared about him. Even after everything. It’s not like this was the first time he had acted cruel. Besides, Feitan hurt you in the past too. Both of them had treated you equally bad. Sure, they’d changed a lot but still…

“We’ll join you”, you looked at the white ball of fur in your arms. “What the-“, Feitan’s eyes grew wide. “No, we’re not”, he now walked towards you. “Fine”, your defiance grew by the second, “I’ll join you then”. “Are you sure?”, a small fire of victory grew inside Chrollo’s chest. Feitan noticed the smug look Chrollo tried so hard to hide. “I won’t let her”, his eyes locked on his former friend. “She’s a grown woman, you know?”. That smile. You recognised that smile. Chrollo was enjoying this. “You want to join him?”.

It was a simple question but you knew what Feitan was really asking. The confusion and disappointment in his eyes was obvious. He wasn’t asking if you want to join him. He wanted to understand you; to understand how you could hurt him after everything.

“Yes”, you softly answered; avoiding his gaze at all costs. “Fine”, his shoulder lightly brushed against yours, “Enjoy”.

You didn’t dare to ask where he was going or if he was coming back. Besides, for some reason your heart had grown too stubborn, even though your mind was fully aware you were being unreasonable.

Chrollo patiently waited until he heard the front door being slammed shut. It was only then that he cleared his throat. “I’ll be waiting for you. It’s fine if you change your mind”. “N-no, I’ll come”, you hastily replied. The corners of his mouth curled upwards. He had you right where he wanted you. After all, Chrollo knew you like the back of his hand. There wasn’t an ounce of hesitation left in your heart. You missed him, despite everything he’d put you through.

The atmosphere felt tense. Chrollo was sitting in front of you; slowing cutting his steak.

“What’s wrong? Did I overcook it?”. “Wait”, your eyes went round, “You cooked this? Are you serious? You never cook”. “I wanted to surprise you”, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

It was true. He loved you now more than he’d ever done, but that didn’t mean his character had changed.

“Have you named it?”, he broke through the silence. “W-what?”, your eyes still wide in awe. “The kitten”. You watched as his digit stroked over the edge of his wineglass. He was up to something. You’d grown too smart for his tricks but… “K-kitty, just Kitty”. “Hm”, his eyes darted you yours. “What?”, you frowned. “Nothing it’s just… It’s a boring name”.

Your mind darted back to Fei. You initially wanted to name the kitten Stella, but Feitan didn’t like it. He didn’t like the name one bit.

“I wanted to name it Stella but Fei didn’t like it”, your eyes fixed on your food you had yet to touch. “Stella? I like that name”, Chrollo kindly smiled, “Besides, I gave it to you, didn’t I? You can name it whatever you want”. “I-i know, you pulled back, “But Fei is important to me. I value his opinion”. “Right”. Chrollo tried his best to hide the defiance in his eyes; to mask it as best as he could. “Then why did you agree to have dinner with me? He didn’t seem to like-“. “I shouldn’t have agreed”, you interrupted coldly, “I should’ve left with him that day”. “But you didn’t”, Chrollo smirked, “You know why?”. “Because I’m an idiot”, you replied with venom. “Because you know you’d miss me, this house, your room… You’ve grown to like it here”. “I had to! You didn’t gave me a choice!”. “Have I said anything over the past couple of months? You left this house whenever you desired to, with whomever you liked. You could’ve gone back to your family. You could’ve even decided to run, but no. You decided to fuck Phinks because the two of us weren’t enough. Out of all the things you could’ve done, you decided to break my… our trust”. “Y-you-“. “Darling”, he gently waved his finger in the air, “Don’t you try to deny it. You’ve hurt my feelings. Fei could only get over it because he was so angry with me”. “T-that’s not… I didn’t agree to this dinner to get scolded at”, you shoved your chair back.

“Scolding you?”, Chrollo tilted his head. He knew his manipulation was starting to pay off. Yes, he did love you now but he was still Chrollo, head of the Spiders and a born manipulator.

“Y-you’re blaming me-“. “Yes, I’m blaming you”, his eyes followed your every move. “Because haven’t we given you everything you could ever dream off? Clothes? Jewellery? Bags? You even had the love of two men, but it still wasn’t enough for our little minx. No, she had to fuck another member of the Spiders. Tell me, darling. Should we organise a meeting where you can spread your legs to every other male member of the troop? Will you be satisfied then?”.

His words were harsh. Just as he intended to. He’d been so kind to you over the past few weeks; so patient. He knew you wouldn’t dare to disagree with him.

As expected, you stayed quiet. Not even daring to look up from the ground. “Don’t worry, darling. I’m not mad at you but…”, he gently pushed his chair back. You could hear his footsteps draw nearer until his soft hands gently brushed over your shoulders from behind. “I expect you to be kind to me tonight”. “Yes”, you almost whispered. You knew what he was implying; what he asked of you. “Good”, he gently took in the scent of your hair and his heart was ready to burst. He missed you. More than he could take.

You noticed the unexpected kindness in his voice. The sudden shift in his aura.

“Let’s watch a movie together, cuddle on the couch… I’ll even give you a foot massage just… Just sleep with me tonight. I hate to fall asleep without you. Without your soft touch, your sweet scent, your cute sleepy noises… I miss you, darling. Please don’t leave me alone again”, his arms wrapped around your waist and pulling you close. “H-huh-“. “I was mad at you but I get it now. I really do”, his voice soft. “W-what do you mean?”, you slowly turned around. “You didn’t have the love of two men. You only had Feitan’s love. I didn’t love you, not really but I do now. I promise you. I love you. I love you more than my Spiders”.

You stared at him. Scanning the soft features of his face for any hidden lies; any hidden agenda that might be to your disadvantage.

“Please, Y/N. I’ll change. I’ll be whatever you want me to be”.

Chrollo had planned to take advantage of you again. That’s why he wanted to manipulate you into feeling bad; to do whatever he wanted but this feeling of love. This idiotic and overwhelming feeling to give you what you wanted; to make you happy… It stood in the way of everything. It made him soft.

“Come here”, you gently cupped his cheeks, “You’re everything you need to be. You always were but you can be so incredibly cruel. I-I’m scared of you, Chrollo. You realise that, right?”. “N-no, don’t be scared, I won’t ever do something like that-“. “You promised so many things-“. “A-and I gave you everything I promised!”, his eyes full of desperation. “And you broke it every single time”, you lowered your eyes as you took a step back. “Please, Y/N. Let’s just forget about this. J-just hold me like you used to-“. “I can’t”, your voice cracked, “I don’t trust you anymore”. “Y-you can trust me”, he took a step forward. “Y-you have to gain my trust back again”, you took a step back in response. Chrollo’s heart dropped to his stomach but he couldn’t argue back. This sickening feeling of love made him understand you more than he ever did.

“Fine”, he forced a smile, “I’ll make you trust me again”. “I-I”m going to call, Fei. I want to know where he is”. “Right”, Chrollo nodded as he turned away, “I’ll be in my study if you need anything. And don’t worry. Fei never left the house”.

“W-what?”, your heart raced. “You can be so foolish sometimes”, Chrollo chuckled, “You really think he’d leave you alone with me? He only pretended to leave even though he knew I’d easily see through his little game. He just wanted to know if you were going to forgive me”.

“And have you?”, Feitan suddenly appeared behind you. His aura a lot less patient than Chrollo’s.