— ✩ feitan || slight angst ? ||

both you and feitan had been set in an arranged marriage by your parents, and neither of you really wanted this, despite the fact you had loved him ever since you laid eyes on him. currently, his ass was sick and was coughing uncontrollably. you knock on his door before entering, putting a hand on his head to check his temp. he swats your hand away, coughing as small beads of sweat drip down his pale skin. —“don’t need. go away.” he had always been cold to you, ever since the ‘relationship’ had started. he was even refusing to let you help him.

|| looks || feitan has black, fluffy hair, but it usually is smothered in hair gel so his hair doesn’t stay fluffy. he may be short, but he is a very agile fighter & likes testing others skills. he usually wears a black outfit, with a bandana and a skull design over one half of his face. he also seems to like purple.*