When the Sun Stops Shining

Chapter Eighteen: They Call it SHU

He was thrown onto the concrete ground unceremoniously and kicked. Then, the doors slammed shut. For a few moments, all Daichi could do was wonder where he'd gone wrong. He'd loved Suga with all his heart; he'd always put Suga's needs before his. He'd treated Suga well. But it wasn't enough for him, was it? And now he's ended up in the SHU because he couldn't control his emotions. He doesn't even know if his outburst will end up with Keishin losing his job. Either way, Suga probably hates him for ruining his chance with the hunky blonde. But to be honest, if Suga hated Daichi, it would make it easier for Daichi to hate him back.

It was then that Daichi heard Suga's low singing voice, slow and sensual. At first, Daichi thought he was just imagining it since he'd heard Suga sing so many times, but then his eyes glanced upon the air vent in the room. It was situated by the futon — well, they call it a 'futon', but it's really just a thin blanket, a chunk of cardboard and a paper-thin pillow on the ground.

Daichi crawled over to the vent and put his ear right up against it. He spotted a beetle crawling nearby, so he simply slammed his fist against it and left it dead on the ground. However, he'd gotten beetle gunk on his fist and there was no toilet paper around to wipe it off with. So, he began to make sounds of disgust while trying to get the gunk off his fist.

"Wait, is someone there?" Suga had stopped singing. Daichi froze, contemplated his options. He could tell Suga it was him and have an awkward conversation with him. He could choose not to respond and hope that he starts singing again. Or, he could pretend to be someone he wasn't.

"No, it's just a ghost," Daichi responded sarcastically. "The ghost of the man you killed."

"Daichi."

"Oh, that wasn't a good impersonation? I was going for Tsukishima."

Daichi heard the low sigh of Suga. There was some shuffling on the other side. Silence. Shuffling, then silence.

Finally, he spoke. "You shouldn't have punched Keishin."

Daichi couldn't believe what he was hearing. "So, I should've just stood aside and let my boyfriend fuck another man? Is that what you're telling me, Suga?"

"No, I'm telling you that you don't punch C.Os in front of the warden. Fuck, Daichi, that's irresponsible. Especially for you. You'll end up in max. You'll get extra time on your sentence. What are you thinking?"

"What the fuck am I meant to think, Suga? I was angry, alright? I wasn't thinking straight! Fuck!" Daichi punched the wall nearby him, transferring the beetle gunk onto it. "I'm moving my futon away from this vent. I can't believe you right now..."

"Wait, Daichi. I... I still love you."

"Fuck you."

"No, no. Wait. I was planning to talk to you about it—"

"No you weren't! I heard you two in electrical, telling each other you loved each other. Alright?! I went down because I remembered that I'd stashed a wooden plank to trade with someone for some chocolate bars, but then I heard you. I heard you, Suga." Daichi was shaking as the words replayed in his head, those same words he'd whispered to Suga so many times. I love you. "Maybe you're the one I should've punched. I can't blame Keishin for falling for someone like you, can I?" Daichi let out a bitter laugh. "Fuck. If you'd do it with him, then does that mean you've done it with other people? Tsukishima, maybe? He's blonde. You got a thing for blondes, Suga?"

"I'm sorry for hurting you, alright?! That wasn't my intention!"

"Is this the part where you break up with me? If not, just hurry it up."