Koushi thinks that calling Daichi his ‘lover’ is wrong. Neither ‘friend’ nor ‘boyfriend’ fits the connection that runs between them.
No. Daichi is the scent of his mother’s hot milk with honey. He is the smell of hay and wild summer nights and kisses under an eclipse of rain that ran down Koushi’s skin and wiped away his silver, lonely tears with the shimmering kindness of Daichi’s warm hands.
Daichi is not a lover. Because if this man would take his hand and tell him ‘trust me’, Koushi’s lips and eyes spell yes in a language that is older than love itself.
Daichi is not a lover. He is and will forever be, the colour of gold in Koushi’s soul.
suga likes to mess around with daichi during training briefings
based on this vine!
bonus:
the kouhais didn’t take it so well
More sugar?
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Palette #2 chosen by crollalanzaa // you can watch the painting process on my livestream ♡＾▽＾♡
First, play the song
Second, read the story
Third …can you feel it?
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Por’s dates-at-the-zoo story to make it better - HERE
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When colourful mermaid AU goes all wrong°˖✧ art process ✧˖°