Trans Suga
Daichi turned over, humming. "If that's Suga coming through my window at three in the morning I'm pushing him out of the window."
Suga paused, stepping into the room. "What if he has kisses and juice?"
"Maybe he won't fall."
Sugawara climbed on the bed and laid on the bed. "Hi."
"Hey. Why did that happen?"
"I needed someone to cuddle with."
"We're twenty. You can call for that love."
"You suck." Sugawara huddled close. "Not for this."
"Ah. Dysphoria?" Daichi leaned into his partner.
"So bad," Suga whispered. His voice cracked. He sniffed. "Can I have some help?"
Daichi sat up, holding his partner close. "Just relax."
Sugawara whined softy.
Daichi kissed his hair. "Do we want cuddles or a bath?"
"A bath and cuddles."
"And a glass of apple juice and some ramen?"
"That would be really nice," Sugawara stated. His eyes welled up with tears.
Daichi shifted before getting up with the smaller male in his arms. "Let's get you out of that tape and into a comfy sweater and some nice boxers."
"I like boxers."
"I know love." Daichi set Sugawara down. He kneeled, opening a little lavender box. In it were three pairs of boxers, four different pads, a few tampons, a roll of trans tape, Midol, and a few other things that Sugawara needed. He grabbed a bottle of almond oil. "Lay on your back Sugar."
Suga laid back, taking off his shirt. "It's been on for three days so it's probably still sticky."
"That's perfectly fine."
Daichi put the oil over the binding material, knowing it was uncomfortable. Sugawara usually did this on his own. He hated his chest to be touched at all and rarely allowed Daichi to even see it without tape or a binder.
"We'll let this settle and soak. And then remove it and have a nice shower with nice soap and kisses. Doesn't that sound nice?"
Sugawara nodded.
"Still thinking of your body?"
"Mhmm…"
Daichi set his hand on Sugawara's stomach. "What things can you think of that are positive about your body?"
The grey-haired male laid there. He set the tip of his finger on the skin-safe tape on his chest. His lip trembled. "Daichi?"
"Hm?"
"I hate my body. So much."
"Oh, but you have the most amazing hips. And your muscles look amazing. You're strong. Your beauty mark kind of makes you look like those male pop stars from Korea you like."
Sugawara was incredibly close to crying still, biting the inside of his cheek.
"I think I can take off the tape now. It's gross, I know. But it'll be quick."
Suga nodded. He held Daichi's hands loosely as Daichi tried to get the tape off of him.
"Oh, honey… We're going to need to wait. I'm so sorry."
Sugawara started to cry. "I hate this."
Daichi put more oil on his chest and kissed his forehead. "I love you."
Sugawara sniffed. "I-I love you!"
"Hey, look at me." Daichi turned Suga's head by his cheeks. "We've got just under 200 dollars to get for your top surgery. Then your chest will look just like Tendou's or any of your other trans friends I can't remember the names of. You're almost there Koushi."
"It's not good enough."
"Someday it will be. I promise." Daichi laid down next to him. "I've got you."
They laid there, just waiting. Daichi eventually got the tape off of his chest, gently peeling it back and making sure his chest felt okay.
They both got into the bathtub and Daichi held him to his chest. Neither thought about the parts that might touch but rather just held on, trying to settle Sugawara. "Okay love, lean back."
Suga leaned back, closing his legs and trying to cover his chest.
Daichi moved his arms. "I'm not looking."
"I know. I just… People stare. You don't. But people do."
Daichi kissed his forehead. "I just give you kisses. Don't I? The only reason people need to stare at you is to think "oh my, what a handsome young man." I personally love you very much so I tend to stare. But never in a bad way love. I promise."
Sugawara nodded and moved his arms all the way. Daichi leaned forward, pressing his lips to his collar bone. He washed his chest and shoulders and arms. Suga washed his lower half on his own, trying to ignore the fact that Daichi and he indeed didn't have the same parts.
It hurt but he felt alright. He kept feeling Daichi's kisses against his skin. It was so nice.
"The water's getting cold…"
"Time to get out." Daichi helped him out before draining the tub. He turned around and saw Sugawara shaking, holding himself. "Oh, sweetheart…"
"H-haha sorry."
Daichi rolled his eyes playfully. "Silly." He picked up the boxers out of Suga's lavender box. "Put them on. I'll find you a sweater."
"O-oh I was gonna ask if we could sleep like this. I know we don't normally do it but it's just… Comfy? I dunno."
Daichi stood there before nodding. "Of course. I need to put on underwear- obviously- but then we can get to bed."
Suga nodded. "Thank you."
Daichi got him to sit down, noticing the way he only slightly covered his chest. He put on his boxers and got into bed, wrapping an arm around Suga's waist to pull him close as he covered both of them in a heavy blanket. "All better?"
"All better," Suga whispered.
Daichi rubbed his back. "You feel less tense."
"I didn't get my ramen."
"I'll take you on a date at a decent eating hour."
"After you go to the gym?"
"Yes, Koushi." He huddled close and put his leg over the smaller male. Both were asleep within the hour.
****
In the morning Sugawara woke up after Daichi, being woken by the gentle movement of blankets and a tender and embarrassed smile. It was light outside now and Daichi was going to head out to the gym but had wanted to tuck in his boyfriend so his thin frame wouldn't chill.
Suga woke up and kissed him, not minding the feeling of air against his exposed chest. Daichi helped dress him and put binding tape over the necessary parts of his chest. It had been such a calm morning.
Daichi left and Sugawara laid on his bed, a hand over his chest. Daichi's love had been so delicate all these years.
Oh God he couldn't wait to share these delicate moments when they had their house and family.
