Akatsuki x Reader Oneshots

Sasori x Reader, Wall Art

You grinned and set your worn out paintbrush in the cup of water, proudly admiring your recent painting. In your Akatsuki bedroom, there are squares from the cement. You make a hobby out of painting each square something different.

You just got done with the perfect portrait of your crush. You got every detail in, his shaggy hair and impassive eyes. He seems intimidating, but something about him intrigued you.

"Finally.. I spent 3 weeks making that perfect." You said, stretching out your sore muscles.

Your hands are even painted from your lack of bathing. You didn't want to leave until it was done.

"(First/Name), have you seen my- why is Sasori painted on your wall?" Konan asked, walking into your room.

You turned to look at her. "I spent 3 weeks on it. Don't you dare make a bad comment on it." You huffed.

You're so lucky she's your friend or she'd kill you for giving attitude.

"It looks good, but I wanna know why."

".... because he's easy." You lied.

She rose a brow, but went with it anyways. "Okay then. You need to bathe, like right now. You stink."

You stuck your tongue out at her playfully. "No, it's my protective layer."

She giggled. "Your protective layer is repulsive."

You huffed, crossing your arms. "Fine then."

She left and you turned back to your wall Sasori portrait. You sighed and took some new clothes, going into the bathroom and took a shower.

*Sasori's Pov*

"Damn it, brat." I grumbled, punching the door.

The stupid blonde had shoved me into a random room while we were on our way to our room. What was his point? I don't know.

"Sorry Danna, un!" He called before scurrying away.

"I'm going to kill him." I nodded to myself, happy about my answer.

When I turned around to look in the room to see who's it is I immediately saw one wall covered in small paintings. I walked past them, staring at them as I walked.

Whoever painted these is really good.

I stopped at the end. I stared at the more recent one, well the still wet one. It was a portrait of me with a small puppet. I saw how detailed it was, it was just plain out beautiful.

*Reader's Pov*

You hummed as you made your way back to your room, your hands still paint stained since it took so long to remove. You tried to open your door you left unlocked with your hip, but it didn't budge. You blinked, then took out your key and opened it. You closed the door behind you, your eyes widening at the sight.

The blank wall across from the door was covered in paint. It was a large painting, a detailed portrait of you and Sasori together. "What the?" You asked, the sight beautiful yet confusing. No one ever came in here apart from Konan and that girl can't paint. You took a few steps toward it to get a better look only to see a small note on the floor in front of the painted wall. You picked it up, reading it.

My dearest (First/Name),

That brat Deidara locked me in your room. I saw your painting so I thought I'd help out.

From,
Sasori.

Ps. That portrait of me was perfect.

Your cheeks blazed at the thought of Sasori seeing your painting of him. You then grinned at an idea, going to the next blank square. You were going to paint him the prettiest thank you present ever.