tobi places a shaky hand on the brim of his mask. he inhales deeply before slowly breathing out as he raises his mask, revealing his face. deidara's eyes widen, examining the man's features and mindlessly reaches to the side with the scars, tracing with his thumb down each one.
"i'm ugly, aren't, i deidara-senpai?"
the deeper octave catches deidara off-guard, sending chills down his spine. the formality sounds almost mocking in his tone. he's used to his childish persona, squawking and cheering with every step. it's strange, hearing his tobi speak maturely and acting his age. he feels hypnotized, almost mesmerized in tobi's presence. it takes deidara a moment to find his words, now gently caressing tobi's cheek with his hand.
"tobi, i.. i don't think you're ugly.." deidara's breath hitches as tobi's eyes fall, gazing longingly into his bluebell ones. he swallows, allowing his heart to do the rest of the talking. "i.. i think you're beautiful, yeah."
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࿐ ˚ . ✦ a completely rewritten version of my 2017 fanfic ( which is still up on rlndere) ࿐ ˚ . ✦
