Hidan X Reader

It's My Pocky

This is for UnwantedOutcast
Sorry if it sucks. It's the very first story I've ever written. QAQ

Will include a bit of mature language.
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Ever since you had joined the Akatsuki, you had taken quite a liking to Hidan, no matter how rude he was to you. He could call you a bitch, and anything else. But for some reason, him calling you such things would make you like him even more.

You would have fights, too. It was expected of you two, especially since you were officially in a relationship. And since your fiery personalities would clash. Hidan would never admit it, but he liked your demanding, spunky personality.

The fights you two would have were usually over something odd, like Hidan's god, Jashin. Or even over something like who was sexier, as Hidan said. This one was especially odd.

You two were in your room fighting over the last Pocky you had bought.

"I put up with you all the damn time! I deserve the Pocky!" Hidan exclaimed, nearly yelling at this point as he stood up in an attempt to look intimidating.

"You have to put up with me? I'm the one who has to put up with you, asshole!" You retorted, standing up in a defiant way.

Hidan growled at this and grabbed your wrist, backing you up to a wall, pinning your wrist against it. As you struggled to free yourself from his grasp, he grabbed your other wrist and put his face close to yours as he pinned both of your wrists above your head. "Oh really? I'm pretty sure you like how I'm an asshole." He said in a low tone, which made you shiver a bit.

You tried to say something in reply, but you felt a pair of warm lips crash against yours before you could. The kiss wasn't long, but it sure made you relax a bit. Hidan noticed this and smirked.

"Well, that seemed to shut you up for a moment. I think I know how to shut you up for a little while longer." He said smugly as he kissed you once more, a bit rougher than last time.

The two of you had quite a fun night after that. The rest of the Akatsuki didn't mind the noises that could be ignored. Just as long as you guys weren't yelling over something they considered childish. But the Pocky had already been long forgotten during the night.