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lover, hunter, friend and enemy daichi x suga | hunger games au
“You’re not going to volunteer if I’m selected,” Koushi says firmly. Now it’s Daichi’s turn to chuckle softly. He places his hand on top of Koushi’s and moves it gently, turning it to examine it closely as if this were the first time he had ever touched him. Daichi runs his fingers over each slender digit of Koushi’s hand until returning it to the spot at his jaw. He turns his head slightly, pressing a soft kiss at the junction of Koushi’s thumb and the palm of his hand.
“You know I can’t promise you that.”
Koushi knows. And yet, he won’t stop trying. Year after year. He doesn’t know how they got lucky enough to not have been selected yet.
He lays back down on Daichi’s stomach, his hand slipping from Daichi’s cheek over his neck, his chest until it rests around his hip. Koushi’s thumb slips under his shirt and caresses the soft, warm skin underneath.
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