Artists' Perspective [Deidara x Reader]

Comfort-Chapter 37

{suggested music 4 this chapter:Best Friend, Everybody Talks, S*x Sells, Kiss Me More}

 A/n: Idk i thought a mini playlist might be cute :)

      (Konan pov)

      "Aw" I whisper "Guess I'll have to hear the rest tomorrow" 

(Y/n) had been recalling the events if her latest mission, it was evident however that she was falling asleep. It is late I suppose.

She was already cuddled up in blankets, so I got up and turned off the fan light. Her room is nice, warm, it feels like someones home. 

"I'm happy for you, (Y/n)"

I leave her alone so she can get some rest, she deserves it. I'm already excited for her and Deidara, tomorrow is going to be unforgettable for them.

(Y/n pov, timeskip to tomorrow)

"Oh, dear Jashin! What is that?! So flippin loud!! Must be Tobi" 

I force myself to sit up. It was sort of overcast outside. My clock said it was 7:30 already so today was probably just going to be muggy.

"Yikes, I'm kinda sore still" My stomach muscles hurt just sitting upright.

"Not a good start to my day" I groan,  "I know I shouldn't already be ticked off but can't a girl get a bit of rest?!"

I hop out of bed, I'm headed to kick Tobi in the knees. As I walk past my dresser however, I notice the little butterfly. 

"Huh" I think. In my mind I remember the events of last night. A blush adorns my visibly tired face. I turn my lips into a slight smile. I grasp the butterfly in my palms and fall back onto b=my bed. "Wow- this is my life. I can't get in a bad mood over that, it's ridiculous"

I gently set the butterfly back on my dresser and open the door of my room. I shuffle into the kitchen. 

"You woke me up" I jest at Tobi who was attempting to fight Kisame in the kitchen. 

"Eh? Sorryyyy (Y/n)-chaaaan!!" Tobi responds sadly.

I laugh along with Kisame. I walk around them to get a protein bar for breakfast. 

I then go back to my room, I'm painting that butterfly as a kind gesture and token of my appreciation. My heart is full of determination, maybe something else too. 

(Deidara pov)

I've been up for an hour or two by now. I wanted to go walk before the day started when it was still misty outside. The song in my earbuds ends and next plays (favorite romantic song). The song brings me comfort in a way. I'm not sure why but it feels safe and nice. 

I've been sketching aimlessly since I got back from my walk. This is such a wonderful environment. My hand subconsciously starts sketching (Y/n's) features. Her eyes, her nose, her lips, her hair. It appears she's a muse to me. 

I feel my face get warm. I put my pencil down and close my sketchbook. I wait for the song to play to it's end, then turn off my music. 

"This morning has been weird"

(Y/n pov)  

I pull an old box of art supplies from under my bed. I open it and start looking for brushes, I grab a wide but small one, a medium one, and extremely fine one. I grab all of the paints from the tarnished box. My chosen palette will be, blue-ish purple, black, white, light blue, and pure purple. Relaxing colors that bring me comfort. 

I squeeze the tubes of paint onto an old wooden plate stained with past paint. I put  a dab of each color on my "palette" and set it the floor. I grabbed the tiny sculpture from atop my dresser. 

I mix my paint a bit before starting. I add the dark colors as the line work and the light colors as the dominating ones. I shade it and highlight it using my somewhat limited color choices. It's taken me around 45 minutes ti get to this point.

"Pretty good but, missing some flair" I reassure myself.

I look around for my actually nice shimmery gold paint. I add some of it as little details. It turns out fairly well, in my opinion. 

"I hope he likes it"