K Project x Reader One Shots

Holiday Traditions (Saruhiko Fushimi x Reader)

It was a chilly, Saturday night. Outside in the brisk cold, snow fluttered down to the ground and concealed every last inch of green from sight. As Christmas slowly drew nearer and nearer, nearly everyone's spirits seemed to rise. Even Fushimi, who never before had any real interest in Christmas, suddenly found himself partaking in all the usual traditions due to you.

It was the first Christmas the two of you ever spent together. Although the relationship was still fairly new, you made the best out of the holiday season with him with, surprisingly, no complaints on his end. Despite how many times he teased you for caring so much about Christmas, he still wanted nothing more than to please you, even if it meant agreeing to be dragged along to every festive activity you had in mind.

As he laid back on the couch with a steaming up of hot chocolate in his hands, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander from the tree to you. You, who was completely oblivious to him, were decorating the tree with an array of colorful ornaments saved from years before. Not a single spot on the tree was left bare, though it wasn't the tree that Fushimi's gaze was fixated on.

"How does it look?" you asked as you took a step back, giving him room to examine it fully.

"Gorgeous," he replied without any hesitation, though it wasn't exactly the tree he was talking about. Even then, when you were dressed in the most hideous Christmas sweater he had ever seen and beads of sweat rolling down your forehead, there was still absolutely no doubt in his mind that you were perfect in every way possible.

"It's still missing one thing, though," you said, snapping him out of his thoughts. Reaching into the box of ornaments, you pulled out the final addition to the tree: the star topper. "Would you like to have the honors?"

"But you've been doing such a great job making the tree look so nice; I'd hate to ruin it somehow," he purred.

"Saru."

He sighed in defeat. He knew from the start that wasn't going to work on you. After all, it never had before. Perhaps your inability to fall for his tricks was one of the reasons why he found himself so undeniably in love with you. Either way, he wasn't about to complain. Being forced to partake in holiday traditions such as this was only a small price to pay in order to be with you.

He placed his cup down and made his way over to where you stood with the golden star in your hands. Fushimi pushed his slipping glasses back up his nose, concealing his smirk as he approached you. He extended his hands out to you, but it wasn't the star he was reaching for. The moment you were close enough, he placed his hands on your waist and pulled you in for a kiss.

The surprise kiss was sweet in more ways than one. His lips were warm and had the faintest taste of chocolate lingering on them. If you were in any other state of mind, you would've melted right then and there. Unfortunately for him, no amount of kisses would stop you from finishing the job.

Breaking from the kiss, you placed the star against his chest, separating the two of you from each other. "We'll continue this once we're finished."

He couldn't help but chuckle softly at your stubbornness but did as told anyway. After taking the star from you, he proceeded to climb up the stool ladder a few steps until within reaching distance to the top of the tree. Carefully, he fitted the tree topper to the point of the tree, seconds before you plugged it into the wall, turning on its bright glow.

The moment he stepped back onto the ground, you had your arms wrapped around him and your face buried into his chest.

"Thank you," you mumbled into his shirt, though the words were still clear enough for him to make out.

Slipping his hand under your face, he gently raised your chin until your eyes met his. "Honestly, [name], just imagine every ridiculous that I would do for you and remember that I could never regret it, no matter how tedious it may be."

You carefully slipped your hands under his shirt and rested them against his warm back, relishing in the feel of his soft skin before placing a quick kiss on his lips.

"I know, Saru. And that's why I love you, you big Scrooge."