Shisui x Reader

3

You decided you would spend the entire morning working on Shisui's mask. After what happened last night you felt inspired and excited to start working on it. The sketch was all done and you were positive he would like it. You decided to keep the sketch a secret, you wanted to see his surprised face when you gave the finished mask. You rubbed your hands and started preparing all the materials for the sketching phase on the wooden piece.

You took a pencil and started drawing out some guide lines. The volume of the mask gave you a better perspective and a chance to change something in the design that may not work due to this. You hummed a happy tune, upbeat, you hadn't felt this way in a long time. You danced towards your paint bottles, choosing the right hues, brushes and other materials you may need.

You sat back down and started to paint a base coat on the mask so the colors would look brighter. You spent the whole morning painting until you decided to give it some time. You needed a clear mind to keep painting and adding detail. You were surprised with your speed in this piece, usually you took a good few weeks with something small. Maybe it was the fact that it had to do with Shisui and you were overly inspired, you thought.

A shower was necessary, your fingertips were covered in paint and your forehead with sweat and you wouldn't go out with Shisui smelling like paint, you didn't think he would be into that. You twisted the shower knob and waited for the water to warm up. You took off your clothes and stepped in, testing the scalding levels.

You wrapped a towel around your body and heard a knock on your door. You bit your lip, worrying it may be Shisui and you were far from being ready. "Who is it?" You asked standing behind your door, holding your towel tightly. "Itachi. Who else would it be?!" You heard him getting annoyed, of course he didn't know anything.

You opened the door and let him in. He waited on your sofa while you changed into something. "So, how has it been with Shisui? Are you getting along well?" You snorted a laugh, you were getting extremely well, you even kissed. You weren't going to tell Itachi that, of course, you were too embarrassed to admit you had a thing for his friend. "Oh, just fine." You said waving your hand in front of him, not too excited.

Itachi arched a brow and leaned all the way back on the sofa, a smirk showing on his face. You felt scared, uneasy, did Itachi know something? You tried not to look nervous, you were dying to hear him speak. "Is that so? So you're not going to tell me that he spent the whole afternoon here?" You glared at him and pouted. "Did he tell you?" You asked, crossing your arms, trying to look tough and unnerved. Itachi responded with a fake laugh which made you get a bit angry and annoyed at his lack of words.

"He didn't, I saw you."

"You're a stalker, Itachi!" You pointed at him, your brows furrowing more and more. He saw your anger boil so he decided to spill it out. "Im not, I just walked by and saw through your window when you were hugging. I support you, I like both of you and I guess you look good together." He said calmly which made you boil down and feel as calm as him. "It's not like I like him, Itachi. He just hugged me." You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to conceal any excitement from the memory.

"Well, I can assure you he likes you." He said standing up and walking towards the door, not before being stopped by your tight grip on his wrist. "Don't give me that shit, Itachi." He turned to face you and smiled sincerely, at least you thought. "Yeah, he told me. I'm his best friend, remember?" You took your hand off and gazed down, feeling a mixture of embarrassment, happiness and excitement. "Y-you sure?" You mumbled. "Yup, I know you like him too, both of you are too obvious." You punched his arm which made him laugh, he had hit right in the bullseye. This was enough to get you riled up and dive into a deeper state of happiness. After you snapped out of your thoughts you saw Itachi had already left.