A Bedtime Story - TobiDei Oneshot

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It was night, nearing about twelve o'clock in the morning. Tobi was tired, so he decided to go up to Deidara and ask him to read a bed time story.

"No, hm. No way in hell am I reading you a bed time story." The blond bomber said, crossing his arms neatly over his chest.

"But Tobi wants his senpai to read him a story!" The ravenette cried, tugging on Deidara's arms.

"I already said no, Tobi." The arsonist told him tiredly, shaking his head and closing his eyes.

"Please?" The masked man whined, dragging on the first vowel and tugging even harder. Deidara's eyes drooped.

"No."

"Please?"

"I said no."

"Please?"

"No, hm."

"...Please?"

"No!"

Tobi started to sob, putting his face in his hands. "S-senpai is so mean to Tobi... all Tobi wanted was a bed time story..."

Deidara furrowed his eyebrows in frustration. A few seconds pass, and he yells out, "Fine!"

Tobi perked up, his personality immediately changing from sad to happy. Deidara twitched – it was as if he was just pretending!

"What are you waiting for, senpai?" Tobi said, happily clapping his hands. "Let's go and read a story!"

Deidara groaned but followed Tobi anyways as the man skipped away to his bed.

This was going to be a long night.

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After numerous attempts of trying to kill Tobi (so that he wouldn't have to read him a bed time story), Deidara gave a final sigh and watched as Tobi tucked himself into bed. The ravenette fluffed his pillow, grabbed two plush toys — one that looked suspiciously like Deidara, and the other of a brunette with purple streaks on her face that Deidara didn't recognize — and snuggled into his blankets. It all would've been fine and dandy, if Tobi hadn't taken thirty minutes to do that all in one sitting.

"Are you done yet, hm?" Deidara snapped. He was tired, and annoyed, irritated, sleepy, moody, and... did he mention he was tired?

"Yes, yes," Tobi said, waving a hand in the air. "Now, it's time for Deidara-senpai to read me a story!"

There was a little stool beside Tobi's bed, and Tobi gestured for Deidara to sit on it. The said man did, rather idly.

Deidara scanned the bedroom, trying to find books. Unfortunately, none were to be seen. "Well, sorry, Tobi, un. There's no books in the room." He got up a little bit hastily, and looked like he was trying to hide a look of relief. "I guess I'll just be going then, yeah. Can't read a story if you don't have one." He began to make his way to the door.

"No, no, Tobi got rid of all the book so that Deidara-senpai could read me his own story!" Tobi exclaimed.

Deidara's eye twitched. The blond bomber turned around and said, "What?"

"It's exactly what Tobi said!" The masked man stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Tobi wants senpai to make up his own story. Tobi thinks it'll be better that way!"

The arsonist let out low mutters – they seemed like they could be fairly rude, since Deidara's expression was that of being extremely irritated – that Tobi couldn't decipher. He probably was just absolutely delighted to read a story for his partner, wasn't he?