Like Old Times - Feitan x Reader Modern AU Part 2Like Old Times - Feitan x Reader Modern AU Part 2 by kawaiiSoup
In the small corridor, a short horizontal shelf covered in shoes nested below a series of hooks, containing jackets and umbrellas. Stretched out in front of you was a short hallway with two openings, one leading to the kitchen and the other a set of stairs. Very little decorations littered the walls. The only noticeable piece of furniture from your view was a miniature table topped with several dead flowers in a waterless vase. It was just how you remembered.
As you stepped forth, an uneasy feeling settled in your stomach. You had been to Feitan’s apartment several times in the past but for the first time you felt anxious. You quickly shrugged the feeling away.
“I’m home,” Feitan’s monotone voice was greeted by the aroma of dumplings. The raven haired teen turned to face you. He kneeled, taking off his shoes. You followed his lead. “Looks like Phinks made dinner,” he stated. His eyes squinted in a smirk, “He can be very feminine at times.
Like Old Times - Feitan x Reader Modern AU Part 1Like Old Times - Feitan x Reader Modern AU Part 1 by kawaiiSoup
The raven haired teen halted in his tracks when the distant steps no longer echoed down the hall. His thoughts of ditching homeroom to lounge on the roof ended as the footsteps hastened towards him.
“Feitan!” a young female’s voice rang down the hallway, “The bell is about to ring!”
Feitan slipped his slender hands into his jacket pockets. Only one person was bold enough to harass him about his lack of motivation towards school.
“How troublesome,” Feitan glanced over his shoulder, greeting his pursuer with an empty stare.
“Feitan!” You bellowed with your fists planted on your hips. You stood firmly behind your classmate, tapping your foot. With little interest, Feitan turned to face you.
“Are you ditching class again? Your constant skipping is making the class average terrible!” Your hands fluttered up. The delinquent grimaced. A lecture was brewing.
“Teacher will scold me if your marks don’t improve. And sto
Well, I always tell myself I'm going to practice drawing so that I can improve but I never do it. So I figured "Hey if I make a deviantart maybe I'll actually follow through." I guess that makes me fall into the 'artist' catagory. At least I would like to think of myself that way.|
And here I am. My name is Kimberly I tend to be very laid back. I take things as they come. I love to read. Feel free to talk to me. I don't bite. I'm actually nicer online than I am in person in my opinion, or maybe I'm just more polite. I'm cripplingly shy so if you want to talk to me you will probably have to initiate that because god knows I will be too afraid to. Sooooo yeah. Thanks for taking the time to actually read my bio.