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[vitality]

Pairing: DeidaraSasori
Rating: K+/PG
Notes: Originally posted on Tumblr with the notes "laughing so hard about people crying over SnK characters dying because I am an Akatsuki fan" and "I haven't written for the fandom in years and this is the first thing I do."

I don't own Naruto.

you were stupid—are stupid, he would say—and had cut yourself on the edge of the blade you're holding.

he brushes his thumb across the wound and smears it absentmindedly across your cheek and a memory plays in your head because it tingles the way your skin does on the rare occasions he laughs aloud.

it is on the thirty-fifth replay of his laughter that clarity finally comes back to you like the moment you surface from a body of water—he is dead and so are you.

you are, despite the temperature of your body and the contractions of your heart because you sleep in silence missing the whisper of another breath echoing in the room. you fuck up in ten different ways in less than ten minutes and wait for the reaction that the lack of his existence can't provide. you nearly blow off your fingers but nothing hurts quite like the permanent absence of someone you—him.

your lips purse. maybe next time you'll blow off something more vital.

(but when it comes to things necessary for life, you think you've lost the most important thing already.)