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Machine Wash Cold (Do Not Bleach, Iron on Reverse) by convenient_bicycle
Fandoms: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games)
12 Aug 2026
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With his toll paid—three hundred-yen coins for the cold wash cycle—Majima leans back with a casual nonchalance, like he’s not desperately plumbing the depths of his brain for something to break the long silence.
“I didn’t expect you to be here again,” Kiryu finally says. “I mean, I didn’t think you could machine wash leather and snakeskin.”
Majima chuckles. “Well, you’d be right. Shit runs me a fortune in dry cleaning.” He rests an elbow on the machine, feels its hum resonate through his forearm. “But I got plenty of other clothes that need washin’. Whole lotta underwear, for example.”
Kiryu can’t stop one of his eyebrows from flying up his forehead. “Really,” he says, with a great deal of skepticism.
“Oi. Whaddaya mean, really? Ya think I’m runnin’ around commando under those leather pants?”
Kiryu looks away, flushing a delicious, rosy pink, suddenly aware of corner he’s backed himself into, where his only escape is to speculate on the presence—or lack thereof—of Majima’s undergarments. “Well… yes.”
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Majima and Kiryu keep running into each other at the laundromat.
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Double Espresso, Extra Hot by convenient_bicycle
Fandoms: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games)
02 Jun 2026
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Kiryu had never been much of a coffee guy. He had his vices, sure: they were alcohol, nicotine, and sometimes, punching through a gang of rowdy punks so hard they’d regret being born. But for all his thirty-nine years on earth, he had so far avoided a crippling dependency on a 7 a.m serving of ground beans and hot water.
But maybe, he thought, catching the man’s eye again as he slid the steaming cup over the counter, it was time he started.
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Kiryu develops an addiction to single origin hot shots from a single-eyed hotshot at his local cafe.
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Like Sugar, Dissolving on my Tongue by convenient_bicycle
Fandoms: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games)
26 Apr 2026
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It’s getting to that point in the night where the alcohol feels like it’s lighting him up from the inside, glowing underneath his skin, and he’s starting to think he’s even more invincible than usual. And, Majima figures, someone that swaggers around Kamurocho in nothing but a blazer and skin-tight leather pants has gotta feel pretty fucking invincible already.
But even then, he’s never let himself think too hard about the way Kiryu looks at him sometimes, after a long, knuckle-bruising fight, skin slick, chest heaving, pupils dark with something he can’t quite pick out; the way Kiryu’s gaze catches on the corner of his mouth, when Majima runs a tongue over the blood on his bottom lip, staring for longer than anyone’s ever had the guts to; the way Kiryu grunts, low and rough from the back of his throat, when Majima’s hand is on his neck and Majima’s knee wedged between his thighs.
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At Your Service! by convenient_bicycle
Fandoms: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games)
07 Nov 2025
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Kiryu was, of course, no stranger to Majima’s seemingly endless supply of stupid antics, and even stupider costumes. Turning up at Kiryu’s front door in a frilly maid outfit under the guise of a door-to-door cleaning service should have been a fairly unsurprising turn of events.
It was just—well—the thigh-length stockings and the lace-trimmed apron and the heart-shaped cutout stretched tight over Majima’s chest that framed the swirling petals of his tattoo so perfectly—had caught Kiryu a little off guard.
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Kiryu hires some help.
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Majima turned his gaze on the only man left standing in the middle of it all, fist clutched around what he recognised as the left pedal of his poor, dismembered bike. There wasn’t a scratch on him. He wore a crisp, double-breasted white suit, paired with maybe one of the ugliest patterned shirts Majima had ever seen; he was young — Majima guessed early twenties — but his face wore a scowl that seemed years beyond his boyish features. Strong, sharp nose, and a better jawline than any of his sorry opponents put together. And, of course, the hottest thing of all — he could clearly hold his own in a fight.
“Man, ya could’ve grabbed any other damn bike off the street, huh?”
Majima crossed his arms in a show of annoyance, but his tone held no malice. To be totally fair, he had destroyed his own share of innocently parked bicycles during beat-downs, so he figured this evened things out a little. Karmic justice, or whatever. And at least God had wrapped it all up in a pretty face this time.
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Kiryu has a bad habit of smashing things. Majima thinks there's something else he could try smashing instead.

