SasoDei Fluff 2020

This is a bunch of fluff, eventually it'll resemble some kind of plot driven stuff when I get the feel for writing our favorite criminals again.

Braid

The brush laid abandoned on the counter top, Sasori's fingers running through his partners hair. "Did you want a braid or the usual?" the red-head asked. One small clay bird joined the others in front of Deidara. "Hmm. Braid please, Danna." His hair would sit between his shoulder blades in a braid instead of halfway down his back like it usually did. Maybe it was time to cut it off… hmm. Dei didn't notice his fingers inching towards the scissors until his wrist was grabbed abruptly.

"No." his partner's tone brooked no argument, the blonde shrinking back into his chest. "s-sorry.. Wasn't thinking, Sasori." Sasori hummed in acknowledgement, gently pulling the braid together, tying it off with a spare bit of string. "now don't go blowing it up brat."

Deidara winked at him, "Wouldn't dream of it Danna, hm."

A Mess of It

Stretching out on the couch, Sasori closed his eyes. 'Just an hour...that's all I need…'

CRASH.

'Fuck…' he didn't move, it wasn't his problem. His partners yell erupted from the back of the base. 'Damn it brat….' Smoke slowly started creeping across the ceiling. It was a good thing he couldn't smell, he hated burning flesh.

Deidara stumbled out of the hallway, soot covered, mania bright in his eyes.

Sasori sat up, his face resigned and he motioned the bomber over to him.

"M-made the little nuis-sance shut up, un." His partner shook and half fell down to the ground, limbs akimbo. "And you made a damn mess of it, as usual." Sasori remarked, pulling down Dei's hair. The blonde strands wrapped around wooden fingers at his attempt to untangle them.

It would almost be relaxing if he couldn't hear Tobi's whining about his missing hand. An irritable growl pushed out of his throat as he vaulted over the back, kneeing the kid in the chest. One hand pinning down his shoulder while the other slowly strangled the masked man. "Will you just shut up already?"

Sasori's eyes flashed, nodding imperceptibly at his partner. Arm extended towards the bomber, chakra launched from his fingertips to the clay birds he produced.

Twist, flip, "KATSU!"

The explosion rippled behind them, claws gripping the back of Sasori's cloak as they flew off.

AN: Gonna start trying to think of themes for some of these.