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[andermuunoz]

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[rahullkohli]

what if dave went into the army because he needed an excuse to avoid marrying his "high school sweetheart" for as long as possible. like, she was his best friend and he really really wanted to love her like that but the feelings never came. he tried and he tried but no matter what he just didn't get that rush. and he always were so grateful to the soldiers that bravely fought the nazis when he was just a small kid, so once he was old enough he decided that it was the least he could do and it would be a good way to keep his girl at bay. maybe the distance would make his heart change?

so he got drafted and he wrote her letters and she sent him pictures with lipstick kisses and scented stationary and pressed flowers, and he wrote he that he missed her because he really did - but he was also frustrated that he still couldn't make himself feel what he wanted to. but then this strange boy popped into his tent out of nowhere, and suddenly it was like his heart had been awakened from a deep slumber, and letters that had previously been dark and filled with sad stories of who they lost and the damage they were doing and shame of being part of ruining this country suddenly filled with excitement and talk of beauty in the sunsets and the longing for home was gone. and slowly dave no longer dreamed of waking up with that love for his high school sweetheart, because every cell of his heart had been given away to this boy who hummed odd songs when shining his boots, and had no idea how to assemble a rifle when they met. and now dave's late night writing of letters became soft words of adoration, promises of stolen kisses in the night and a longing to be far away together. letters that got snuck into klaus' pack when everyone else were out of the tent, and a slight blushing spreading in his cheeks whenever he found a letter in his own pack.

and at night when the camp was dark and quiet instead of thinking of missing his family, and wondering how he was gonna keep up the charade once he got home, dave would dream of that time klaus talked about where they could actually be together without being scared. and dave would think about how it would be to hold klaus's hand or kiss him without fearing that someone would see. he would even dare to dream of a time where he could actually fall asleep and wake up in klaus' arms.

but that simply seemed like a dream. so even if dave's heart was full and felt like it grew every time he was met by that dopey smile, he still had to stay dreaming.

[rahullkohli]

klaus brings dave back to 2019 where he slowly sinks into a depression because of the people he's lost and because of how much the world has changed. he drags himself out of it, because damn if he isn't one stubborn son of a bitch who never backed down from a fight in his life.

so dave is eager and curious to learn about how the world is now, and how he can find his place in it. he becomes a history teacher, and puts his focus out of school on reading and learning. he's confused with students using computers and tablets to take notes, and is the only teacher that still hands out assignments on paper. he gets up early every morning to go for a run or to the gym, and drinks way more coffee than is healthy. klaus teaches him that he can use his phone to listen to music when he goes running, but he doesn't like it because the sounds keeps him grounded.

every sunday he goes to temple, and he becomes a counselor in a local lgbt youth group. the kids loves him, but caringly calls him grandpa because he's so old fashioned. he gets tattoo sleeves and dives into glam rock which he really enjoys. he's still confused about the whole thing with more than gay or straight, and men or women, but he's supportive and listens when the kids in the group tells him about it. he also thinks it makes sense that klaus doesn't fit into any of those categories.

dave wants to learn everything he has missed in the gap between his former life and his current life, but sometimes he gets overwhelmed by information so he retreats to listen to 50s/60s vinyls and read books he grew up with.

but even when dave feels like his head is gonna explode from not feeling like he belongs in this time, klaus makes him feel like he is right where he is supposed to be. because klaus is the same that he remembers. klaus who dances like he doesn't know how tall and skinny he is, klaus who knows more swear words - and in more languages - than any soldier dave has ever known. klaus who always has a witty response to anything, klaus who steals the covers at night and talks in his sleep, and sometimes smacks dave in his sleep because he's a restless dreamer. klaus who is more vulnerable than he wants to admit, and who hugs dave warmer than anyone ever has.

and he loves the kids of the youth group who thinks it's hilarious that he had never before played video games, and who wonders how proper and clean-cut dave ended up with freaky klaus. the kids who plays a game of "let's see if dave knows this" and plays him music and shows him videos that seems obscure but apparently are normal now. the kids who comes to him when they have amazing news, or comes to him when their world is falling apart.

and if anyone had ever told dave when he was younger that he would once share his bed with a boyfriend, or that he would live a day where he could kiss his boyfriend in the middle of the frozen foods aisle of the supermarket, or that he would join a family where everyone has strange powers, but also are made up of both white people and people of color who eat at the same table and consider each other brothers and sisters - he would never have believed it.

and for that, it is all worth to feel a little lost in this odd age, dave thinks.

[rahullkohli]

justinmin: But did you miss us?

[rahullkohli]

klaus: hey dave what is your uniform made of?

dave: uh...

klaus: looks like boyfriend material to me

[rahullkohli]

linda.preston_: Robert in the zone! The village works around him @rozzymikes @umbrellaacad

[rahullkohli]

you just fucking know that dave who is huge, dave who has rock hard abs and biceps the size of klaus' head, dave who probably sprints the fastest in the company and who has beaten every other soldier in arm wrestling, dave who is the best with a rifle and hand-to-hand combat, you just fucking know that he is also a damn sappy romantic. a product of being a teenager in the 50s.

big ass beefcake dave is the softest boy who would purposely fall behind the unit to pick a flower that he could slip into klaus' hand when no one else would see. he would most definitely write poems that he would add to the letters he would sneak into klaus' pack before bed. he probably spent his whole life dreaming that he could have a wedding, and a marriage with a white picket fence, a dog, a ford and a couple kids, but he knew he could never have it with someone he loved. soldier boy dave would probably squeeze klaus tight when they snuck off to make love in the dead of night, and he would kiss klaus' nose and tell him his eyes are beautiful. dave is a sap soft romantic, and not a single person can convince me otherwise.