Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of its characters.
Deidara stood in front of a full-body mirror, chewing his bottom lip nervously.
Am I attractive? he inquired silently. Am I even remotely appealing? His eyes trailed towards his reflected stomach. I wish my abs were flatter, he criticized, poking at his abdomen. He glanced at his thighs. They're so flabby, he thought dejectedly. Deidara sighed heavily.
Peering into Deidara's bedroom, Itachi's heart sank. How could a man so beautiful be so insecure? he thought whole-heartedly He slipped through the slightly-ajar door and wrapped his arms around Deidara's waist.
"Don't be so overly-critical," Itachi pleaded softly, "You are beautiful already."