JJKMagic-ZemyxLover

Hidan was sitting outside on a cliff, taking some unusual self-alone time. Deidara had ventured out of the hideout to tell the Jashinist that lunch was ready, but the Jashinist had something in his hand. Deidara hid himself behind a tree, craning his neck to see what it was. Hidan sighed and tworled the small daisy in his fingers, then started plucking the petals off gently, one by one. Deidara was transfixed, the usual, loud-mouth, zealot was being quiet and thoughtful. Deidara had also known for sometime the Jashinist liked him. He always spent his time with Hidan and everytime they would lock gazes, Hidan had some loving glow to his eye.