Category: K Project

Extra sceneTakes place between ‘Wedding Day’ and ‘Afterward’ – contains sexual content good morning When Fushimi drifted awake, he was lying on his side with slivers of light hitting the pillow beside him and the familiar weight of Misaki’s arm slung over his waist from behind him. He could feel the light brush of warm…

Afterward honeymoon One week was the most that Fushimi could take off from work at one time, so he’d gone ahead and booked all of it, even though their trip was only three days. Misaki had wanted to go to Okinawa – something about sun and the beach making the ‘best’ vacation – but he’d…

Wedding Day last minute When Yata finished putting his suit on and turned to look at himself in the mirror, everything felt weird as hell. Even with all the work and the hassle – and it had really been a fucking hassle, trying to find a place and someone to officiate on only a few…

Beforehand proposal Timing was important, Yata had decided. You just couldn’t rush the big things. It required patience. Careful planning. Easing into it. And then, once you had all that stuff figured out and had dropped hints and gauged reactions… then the question had to be asked in a confident, cool way. That was why…

All of Building Bridges, including this one-shot sequel, is based on the following prompt from tumblr: For Sarumi could you pretty please to a college!AU smut fic?? There were two consistent musical loops playing on tinny little speakers in the dorm room – both from Yata’s favorite fighting game: one winning theme and one losing…

Reconciliation Yatogami was sipping his drink when Yata returned to the table; he looked up when the chair was pulled out, and raised an eyebrow, lowering the mug. “Is something wrong?” “It’s nothing.” He really didn’t feel like getting into it with a total stranger. Yata let out an aggravated sigh, picking up his water…

The Date It was difficult to sleep with Misaki still in the room. Fushimi stayed up until he could barely hold his eyes open, hyper aware of the fact that the restless shifting behind him had stilled out into deep breathing, and then switched out the lights, climbed up to the top bunk, and surfed…

Confession There was a split second between the moment when Saruhiko tugged him in and the instant their lips met, and in that split second, Yata was pretty sure he didn’t believe it was really going to happen. It was still kind of sinking in that Mikoto was probably going out with Munakata – seriously,…

Summer Love “The north beach is open for swimming today,” was Totsuka’s greeting in the Homra bar on the first Sunday of the summer break. His smile was bright, and his tone was cheerful. “Let’s all go together!” The beach… Yata raised his head from where he’d slouched against the bar, lazy and slow in…

The Game On the second Friday of the semester, Fushimi’s course in graphics programming assigned a term project. Well, it was predictable. He frowned at the information sheet he’d brought up again on his laptop, leaning back against the chair in the dorm and feeling vaguely irritated that it seemed to have caught him off-guard.…