And I'm back, incredibly enough, haahha.
I've decided to just write small oneshots for a while, and in this one, Sasori is a girl.
We see so many fan fictions where Deidara is a woman, or where he's a 'girly-boy', and now it's time to turn the tables a little.
Please enjoy3
Deidara turned towards his girlfriend as she walked into the room, wearing a short nightgown that only reached her midthigh. The strops were thin and the rest of the gown fit her forms (alright, so only the two upper ones) just perfectly. Despite this, it still looked so comfortable and roomy. The clothing was white and dark blue. The part that was covering the top of the gown, meaning the young woman's breasts and upper back, was blue. The rest, down from there was white. It hung down, so if she twirled around, the white part of the dress would fly up and let him see what kind of underwear she had on.
Of course, he would probably figure that out in a couple of minutes anyways.
Tonight, he had been allowed to bring his girlfriend home for the first time. Deidara's parents had always been a little strict there and although he somewhat understood (he wouldn't have wanted to listen to his own son fuck his girlfriend), he didn't find it fair that it took them three months to accept his beautiful girl into their house during the night.
This stunning sight, his girl, was named Sasori. She was a year younger than him in high school (he was a senior), but took things a lot more seriously than he did, and she was quite bright as well. Not only that, the woman was very down to earth and could be mistaken as boring by a lot of people. They didn't know her very well though, anyone who thought of his girl as boring didn't know her well enough.
For Sasori, it was all about trust.
Although at times she could be a bit too naïve, especially when she met up with that Hidan in his parallel class.
Deidara had tried to tell his girlfriend that the silver haired dude was nothing to bother with, but she didn't want to listen. Sasori had frankly told him that she chose her own friends and that he needed to trust in her a little bit more.
Again with the trust.
It wasn't about that though; he knew very well that his girlfriend wouldn't cheat on him, but Hidan was much bigger than her, and strong, and she was so... so fragile and thin. Sometimes, when she told people her weight, they would envy her a bit. However, he knew that Sasori wanted to gain some pounds and not look like a walking skeleton. Not that she did, no, not at all.
She was so beautiful.
It was just the way she was built; slim and fragile. It fit the woman so well though, even his mother thought that, and she really meant that young girls could need a little bit more fat. Of course Deidara had to tell the older woman that it was the way Sasori was built that made her look so thin and that his girlfriend was on the school's volleyball team as well as being a member of the town's local training center, S.A.T.S.
After this, his mother just had to admit that the redhead was a cute and polite girl, a bit shy maybe, but only after a week of dating, the young girl had really warmed up to his parents.
The blond couldn't exactly say it was just as easy for him as it had been for her though.
Sasori's parents had died when she was still young, so her grandmother, Chiyo, was her guardian. The woman wasn't strict at all, or, she was, but she had raised Sasori well, so his girlfriend was allowed to do a lot more than he did at times. For example, he was allowed to sleep over at her house, in her bed, only three weeks after they got together.
Deidara smirked smugly as he looked his girlfriend up and down before he cocked his head, obviously enjoying the sight. How could he not? The gown really looked good on Sasori. She fit blue.
"Blue and white looks good on you, darling, yeah." he said quietly as he reached out with one hand, waiting for his 'darling' to come over and join him on the bed. The blond could see that she was blushing lightly. It was amazing how adorable she could be from time to time, mostly a lot ofter than that too.
"Thank you." Sasori murmured as he walked over and took his hand. He had to force down a grin as she leaned down towards him and planted a soft kiss on his lips. His smile broke out a second later though, and he moved further in on the bed, pulling her with him.
Deidara really enjoyed being with his woman, he really did. Sasori had her irritating traits, like being impatient or sometimes saying something she should keep to herself, but other times, these traits were kind of cute too, if he was in the right mood or the redhead just made it look so... well, yeah.
Sleeping with her was something he liked too, not just sexually, of course -although he loved being able to do things to her, to love her and kiss her skin and have her moan, he really enjoyed just holding her close to him or just laying on the bed with his fingers tangled up with hers.
"Where do you want to sleep, yeah?" Deidara asked, motioning to the bed they were seated on, her on the edge in front of him, and he leaning against the wall, "by the wall or the edge?"
Sasori smiled a bit at him and seemed to consider it. She really did look well in that nightgown, that was a sight he didn't get over. Not that she didn't look just as good as in her normal clothes, but seeing her in a dress... it was different and suited her more than she'd told him they did.
"Between you and the wall, it's been a cold day." the redhead replied after a few seconds of silence. He shouldn't really have had to asked, because he knew where she liked to sleep, especially on days like these.
There had been rain and windy all day, and it was January. Where was the snow they had been looking forwards to so much?
Moving out of the way, Deidara got out of the bed and told his girl to make herself comfortable, she did. He pulled his clothes off, leaving him in his boxers, and let them lie in a pile on the floor before he turned back to the bed and climbed in under the quilt next to Sasori, immediately wrapping his arms around her body.
"Good night, baby, yeah."
