One-Shot ~ What's left, a Tanabata debate
Title: What's left, a Tanabata debate
Author: lalois
Fandom: Kanjani8
Pairings: RyOhkura, hints for Yasuba (and more?)
Rating: PG13
Length: one-shot
Words: 2014
Genre: hurt/comfort, introspection, established relationship, slight angst, eitolove
Disclaimer: sadly I don’t own anything about Kanjani8, just my worship for my OTP.
Prompt & Summary: this fanfictions uses (abuses actually) RL facts, hinting to Subaru’s departure from the group and the statement about Yasu’s health, but doesn’t explore the “prior events” in details. In particular, what Ohkura says in the fic refers to a long j-web post he wrote about it HERE. You can find a few details about Yasu updates here though: 1/Yasu, 2/Ohkura, 3/Ryo, 4/Yasu again. I recommend reading all of those, they’re especially touching.
Written on: 5th - 8th July 2018
Also available @ Ao3, LJ, DW
When he enters the greenroom, there’s only one person inside, sitting on a sofa, the very same one addressing Ryo with a deathly glare as soon as he walks over.
“Everyone’s just fled, just so you know,” Ohkura warns him, gruffly almost.
“I’ll take the risk,” the guitarist replies, as he plops down the couch beside the drummer.
He takes a furtive look at Ohkura’s right calf muscle.
Author: lalois
Fandom: Kanjani8
Pairings: RyOhkura, hints for Yasuba (and more?)
Rating: PG13
Length: one-shot
Words: 2014
Genre: hurt/comfort, introspection, established relationship, slight angst, eitolove
Disclaimer: sadly I don’t own anything about Kanjani8, just my worship for my OTP.
Prompt & Summary: this fanfictions uses (abuses actually) RL facts, hinting to Subaru’s departure from the group and the statement about Yasu’s health, but doesn’t explore the “prior events” in details. In particular, what Ohkura says in the fic refers to a long j-web post he wrote about it HERE. You can find a few details about Yasu updates here though: 1/Yasu, 2/Ohkura, 3/Ryo, 4/Yasu again. I recommend reading all of those, they’re especially touching.
Written on: 5th - 8th July 2018
Also available @ Ao3, LJ, DW
When he enters the greenroom, there’s only one person inside, sitting on a sofa, the very same one addressing Ryo with a deathly glare as soon as he walks over.
“Everyone’s just fled, just so you know,” Ohkura warns him, gruffly almost.
“I’ll take the risk,” the guitarist replies, as he plops down the couch beside the drummer.
He takes a furtive look at Ohkura’s right calf muscle.