| Love And War | Akatsuki

Pein x Reader One-Shot

Love Can Come In Strange Ways|Pein.
Modern.

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Your Point Of View:

Sitting on the carpeted floor in your friend, Konan's, room. You sigh and look around at everyone present and seated around in a circle; Hidan, Deidara, Sasori, Tobi and Pein.

Konan takes a bag from the bed and walks over to you, holding it out in front of your face. "Konan, I told you, I don't want to play." You say simply as you push the bag away.

"[Name], you will play." She moves the bag forward so it's in front of your face once again.

Looking around at everyone, you hesitantly stick your hand into the bag. You move your hand and dig for one of the items that is right at the bottom of the bag.

Grasping you fingers around the small object, you pull your hand out and take a look at it.

It's a small rectangular box; black with bright, orange stripes around it.

"Uh... Whose item is this?" You ask and hold it up for everyone to see. You look around at everyone and see as Hidan sighs.

"Ah, man, I was hoping that you would get mine." He lowers his gaze to the floor and rests his elbow on his knee and his chin in his palm. You can't help but smile at him.

There's shuffling coming from your right and you look to see what it is. You feel like sinking into the floor as you see the source of the shuffling.

It's Pein standing up from the couch he was comfortably seated on.

You internally scream and put his item back into the bag before standing up. Konan smiles and points at her closet, her legs walking in that direction.

You and Pein follow after the blue-haired girl, both of you wanting to just get this over with.

Right after you make it into the closet, Konan slams the doors closed as she yells, "Seven minutes!"

You huff and look around in the dark closet, unable to make anything out. Fidgeting, you then stretch your arms out, wanting to find a wall, then a corner to sit in.

As your arms are stretched out, they soon make contact with something warm and solid.

"Hm?" You move your hands around, curious. You still don't know what it is – even though it's really obvious. Like seriously.

Someone in front of you clears their throat before speaking, "How much longer to you need to touch my chest?"

Realisation hits you.

Right, I forgot that Pein was here. You pull your arms back and shuffle away, soon backing up into a corner where you slide down and sit.

"It's unusual." Pein says from somewhere on the other side of the closet. More shuffling can be heard as if he's sitting down, followed by a grunt before there's a small light.

"What is?" You question cautiously, hugging your knees to your chest. You notice him taking something out from his pocket.