𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗲𝘁𝗵 ;; 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀

× dolls can love ×

Character: Sasori (anime:Naruto)

(xreader)

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My head rested on the soft pillows,fingers fidgeting with the small wooden puppet. I moved its joints,eyes skimming through every detail. Eventually getting bored,I placed the puppet beside me and sat up,looking at a certain redhead puppet.

Sasori was the one who turned me into a puppet. That's a long story,for another time maybe. Because of this,he had convinced me to join the Akatsuki,and here I was,laying on his bed,playing with a puppet he made me to help me with my boredom.

Averting my eyes to Sasori,I watched as his fingers coiled around tool after tool,delicately carving every intricate detail into the wood. His hands looked so delicate,peppering touches across the cold wooden material of the puppet. Sasori's chocolate brown eyes analyzed every detail,not letting anything slip from his attention. Keeping my eyes glued to his figure,I rested my head in my palm.

My mind soon began drifting off,thinking about what Sasori must think off me. Was I just a mere puppet to him? Was I a friend? Was I just a weapon? I felt a pit in my stomach as those thoughts flashed through my mind. I would never admit it out loud,but I may have developed a little something towards him. Puppets don't have feelings,yet he managed to stir something deep inside of me. Something that awakened a long lost emotion. Perhaps it was love? Or had I just been spending too much time with him? I would never know. Sasori's slightest smile could make my heart flutter,a single touch from him could cause butterflies in my stomach. Every aspect of him was perfect in my eyes,from his fluffy red hair to the delicate movements of his fingers.

I began to grow uneasy. Sasori must think I'm pathetic for being so hopelessly infatuated with him. He had me wrapped around his finger,any small thing he did could overwhelm me with emotion. Sasori was open to me about how he felt. He would constantly tell me that I was his best puppet,but I wanted something more from him. I wanted to mean more than a doll. I wanted to have a place in his heart. "Sasori?" I asked before thinking. "Hm?" His head perked up,focusing his full attention onto me. "What do you think about me?" Warmth spread on my cheeks as I avoided eye contact with him. "Well,I think you're nice," He answered simply,eyeing me curiously. "No,not just that. Deeper," I said,eyes boring into him. "Hm,you're my prettiest puppet yet," He smirked and lowered eyes back onto the puppet sprawled out on his table.

I sighed,lowering my head. It's the same thing every time. I've asked him many times,and the answers were never changing. Yet I continued inquiring,thinking that his answer would change. Tears began clouding my vision as I tried my hardest not to let them fall. It was like this every time,but I was just so persistent. I fell deeper and deeper for him every day,yet all I was to him was his 'prettiest puppet'. I grit my teeth,standing up and dashing out of Sasori's room swiftly. "I need the bathroom," I muttered an excuse,praying that Sasori had not caught the slight cracking of my voice.

I speed-walked into my room and fell onto my bed,burying my head into the mountain of pillows. Tears stung my eyes again,streaming down my cheeks. I sat up,swiftly pulling the blanket resting on the foot of my bed over my head. I fell face first onto the pillows,sobs muffled by them.

Seriously? His prettiest puppet? That's all he thought of me? I was just a weapon to him. Another one of those lifeless wooden dolls. I held the same place in his heart as the many puppets he had slumped on his shelves. I was nothing to him. If I were to break,he'd have another. I clenched my jaw,gritting my teeth as salty tears continued pouring from my eyes. Why was I like this? Why was I so stuck to him when I meant nothing to him? All I was was a stupid little puppet,made for the sole purpose of fighting. The streams of tears seemed to never end as my thoughts pierced me like shards of broken glass.

Just then,the blanket was roughly snatched off me. Startled by the sudden action,I whipped my head around,staring at the person who was standing before me. It was Sasori. Great,do I need to fetch him something again...? I sat up on the bed,eyeing Sasori,waiting for an explanation. "Were you crying?"He asked rather gently. Shoot. I had completely forgotten about my obviously red nose and tear-stained cheeks. "U-uh...n-no,of c-course not!" I quickly stuttered,avoiding eye contact. "You're lying to me aren't you," It came out as more of a statement than a question.

I knew better than to lie to him. Sasori could see through every one of my lies with ease. I could never fool him. I looked down with a sigh. "Yeah..." I mumbled. I felt a weight beside me,and looked around to see Sasori sitting on my bed. His arm rested around my shoulder,his head on mine. "What's wrong, love?" He asked. Taken aback,my eyes widened as I stared at him in confusion. "What...did you just call me?" I asked,wanting to make sure I heard him correctly. The corners of his lips tugged upwards. "I called you 'love'," He answered. "What's that supposed to mean?" I inquired,heart pounding in my chest. "Whatever you want it to mean," Sasori smirked. My face began heating up as my heart rate rapidly increased.

"So,you haven't told me what's wrong?" Sasori said quietly. Should I tell him? Yeah screw it. "It's just that whenever I ask what I mean to you,you'd always say that I'm your prettiest puppet. It's not that I don't like it,I just want to mean more to you. It's foolish,but I've grown rather fond of you throughout the years,and I'd obviously want you to feel the same. I don't know,I just don't want to be like one of your many puppets. I want to have a special place in your heart," I explained.

Just after I finished the last word,his cold lips came crashing onto mine. My eyes immediately widened,my heart so fast it could be heard in my ears. Hesitantly,I wrapped my arms around his neck as his own ones rested at my waist. My eyes fluttered shut,lips moving against his. Our lips moulded together,moving in a slow dance of passion. I could feel all of his love radiating from the kiss,my heart bigger than ever. I could stay in that moment forever,savouring the feeling of his lips pressed onto mine,limbs entangling with each other's.

Soon after,the both of us pulled away. "Foolish girl,you mean the world to me. My best creation. A true work of art," Sasori smiled,causing a warm,fuzzy feeling to ignite inside of me. "So..what exactly are we now?" I asked him. "Anything you want to be," He replied,a warm smile decorating his face. "Well...I want us to be a couple," I giggled,awaiting his reaction. "Sure," Sasori smirked. With that, he got off the bed and made his way to my bedroom door. "I'll be in my room if you need me," He told me and walked out of the room,but not before shooting me a quick wink,causing a light pink shade to tint my cheeks.

Who knew that even dolls like us could love?

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✎ᝰ┆Yess another one out. This is my longest oneshot yet with a whooping total of 1262 words!

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