Hate that I Love You
AngolMoaChan
…I could've gone SO perverted with this theme. I really could have. (shifty eyes as AMC stares at roleplay containing lemons) But, no, as far as you all know, I am not a crazed yaoi-writing-roleplay-smut-addict. (cough)
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6) Good Boy
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"Men are like dogs: all they require is training."
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"And that, Deidara-sempai, is why I am a good boy." Tobi lifted a finger and grinned as he sat down across from Deidara, proud of himself for explaining so well.
Deidara stared at him for a moment, "Uh…huh."
What was with Tobi and those weird hand gestures anyway? He always gesticulated wildly when he was making a point, shaking his arms or pointing, or something weird like that. It was just a Tobi thing, he assumed, along with the duck print pajamas and the orange snail shell he called his mask. Deidara had come to accept those, although the first was approved very grudgingly. Tobi grinned at him again, toying with the orange mask in his hands, "So, so? Do you agree? Am I good boy?"
Deidara frowned at Tobi and lifted a finger in the air, mirroring Tobi's gesture. "Hmm…how about…no, un."
"Ehh?! Sempai! Stop it!" he whined in reply, waving his arms, "That's not nice, don't kid with me like that!"
"Who said I was kidding, un?"
"You aren't?!"
Deidara allowed himself an indulgent smile as he got up and hit Tobi lightly over the head, "No, no, dumbass, un. I do think you're a good boy."
He smiled and held out his hands, intertwining his fingers with Deidara's, "Kay. Good."
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