a soldier's coming home // daichi x suga

Koushi grabs his arm, hand shaking as he scrawls his address on the inside of Daichi's wrist. "That's my college address. Write to me there. And when you come back, I'll be waiting for you, so find me. Please."

The smile Daichi gives him is tinged with melancholy. "You shouldn't wait for me, Koushi. With your looks, you'll have boys falling at your feet. Take one of them."

Koushi shakes his head. "Please."

"Okay." Daichi brushes a lock of hair from Koushi's face, squeezes his hand, and then he's gone.

~

or, the year is 1968 and all Koushi can do is wait for Daichi to come home.