[Closed] Whenever I get this way I just don't know what to say
Who: Sasori (eternalscorpion ) and Deidara (transient_art )
When: Nighttime, after this exchange
Where: Sasori's apartment
Format: Paragraph
What: Sasori and Deidara calmly discuss their interpersonal issues
Warnings: Language, violence
Sasori paced back and forth in the apartment's common room, waiting for Deidara's return. This time he wasn't about to let Deidara slink off without a word to his room.
They'd been completely awkward around each other for weeks, ever since Sasori had told Deidara about what had transpired in Kannagara. Deidara was behaving like a petulant child because he was jealous of...himself. It really was absurd, almost enough to make Sasori laugh-- if the rift between them hadn't been so difficult to bear.
Not knowing where he stood with Deidara, not even knowing what the hell Deidara expected him to do about this situation, had been eating away and eating away at Sasori. It was like Sakura all over again; once again he was left at the mercy of someone else's whims by these damned emotions that he didn't know what to do with. But oh, it was so much more painful and frustrating when it was the one person in his life who he'd completely trusted and relied upon for so many years.
Had Deidara been avoiding him because he'd come to hate him? Would he even want to remain partners? That idea made his stomach churn, of Deidara being here but wanting nothing to do with him, even worse than if he wasn't here at all.
He resisted the urge to slip up to the roof for a cigarette to calm his nerves, as he couldn't risk Deidara avoiding the issue again. Sasori simply couldn't take this uncertainty anymore; for better or worse, they'd resolve this tonight.
When: Nighttime, after this exchange
Where: Sasori's apartment
Format: Paragraph
What: Sasori and Deidara calmly discuss their interpersonal issues
Warnings: Language, violence
Sasori paced back and forth in the apartment's common room, waiting for Deidara's return. This time he wasn't about to let Deidara slink off without a word to his room.
They'd been completely awkward around each other for weeks, ever since Sasori had told Deidara about what had transpired in Kannagara. Deidara was behaving like a petulant child because he was jealous of...himself. It really was absurd, almost enough to make Sasori laugh-- if the rift between them hadn't been so difficult to bear.
Not knowing where he stood with Deidara, not even knowing what the hell Deidara expected him to do about this situation, had been eating away and eating away at Sasori. It was like Sakura all over again; once again he was left at the mercy of someone else's whims by these damned emotions that he didn't know what to do with. But oh, it was so much more painful and frustrating when it was the one person in his life who he'd completely trusted and relied upon for so many years.
Had Deidara been avoiding him because he'd come to hate him? Would he even want to remain partners? That idea made his stomach churn, of Deidara being here but wanting nothing to do with him, even worse than if he wasn't here at all.
He resisted the urge to slip up to the roof for a cigarette to calm his nerves, as he couldn't risk Deidara avoiding the issue again. Sasori simply couldn't take this uncertainty anymore; for better or worse, they'd resolve this tonight.