I am the Perfect Hero

Whenever you're up past midnight, you get second thoughts about your life. Doubts enter your brain and negative thoughts take place. 

One night you couldn't sleep with this question running around in your brain. You had to know, otherwise you'd be twisting and turning all night until the sun rose. 

"Ryosuke?" Your voice is slightly about a whisper, hoping you weren't making him grumpy by trying to talk to his sleeping form. You turn to him. 

"Hm?" Ryosuke was always good at waking up immediately-- then again he was a light sleeper, so most things would wake him up. 

Here goes nothing. "Do you like me?"

He exhales sharply through his nose, as if he found this amusing. "[Y/N]," he turns to face you with his eyes still closed. "I married you." Ryosuke drapes his arm over you and leans closer. You were tempted to give him a small peck to his lips but decided against it, deciding to watch him slowly going back to a sleeping state. 

"Yea, that's true.. I love you." 

Calm was definitely not Keisuke’s middle name. The man had anger issues, was quick to react in an emotional manner, and overall his nature wasn’t calm and cool like his older brother. So when he found out [Y/N] became pregnant with his child, he nearly freaked out. This near freakout experience, one could say, was based on not only being worried about how he would be as a father but from excitement as well. He was rather overprotective of [Y/N] in general, especially more so when they were in vulnerable positions, such as being pregnant.

Keisuke would try to go to his brother for help, seeing that he’s done his own research on the matter due to having his own child not too long ago, panicking over the smallest of things. “You need to relax,” Ryosuke would tell him. Relax also was not Keisuke’s middle name, not in times like these.

So he tried whatever he could to bring a smile to their face, running around to satisfy [Y/N]’s strange cravings  and eventually grew rather impatient due to [Y/N]’s moodiness. He could absolutely take on gang-related activities, racing against a tough opponent, and possibly a child. But with how whiny [Y/N] has gotten over the months due to their pregnancy, Keisuke wasn’t sure how he was going to overcome this obstacle.  

“Keisukeee,” His lover pouted, wrapping their arms around his waist and leaned against his back.

“Eh- yea?” Keisuke turned his head to the side, moving his arm behind him to set on them. [Y/N] eventually gave him the opportunity to turn around, squeezing their cheeks with a smirk. “What is it?”

“Cuddles.” [Y/N] furrowed their eyebrows, trying to get out of Keisuke’s squish-hold. “Keisuke!” They squealed as Keisuke lifted them bride-style, wrapping an arm around his neck quickly. “What are you doing, blondie?”

“Giving you the best damn cuddle of your life, what else?” Keisuke kissed their forehead, carrying them to the bed the two of them shared and pressed his head against [Y/N]’s stomach. [Y/N] ran their fingers through Keisuke’s soft hair and smiled as he closed his eyes, feeling the baby kick. He nuzzled against their stomach and lifted their shirt to press kisses along it. He sniffled, feeling his eyes well up with tears.

“Keisuke?” [Y/N] noticed the change in Keisuke’s face, “You doing okay?”

“Yea, I just-” Keisuke sat up, wiping at his eyes. “I can’t believe it’s all real, ya know? Not just nice… fuckin best goddamn dream I’ve ever had.”

“Oh, Keisuke...” [Y/N] smiled, sitting up and pulled Keisuke down to kiss him. “I have to admit, I thought the same thing when you proposed to me. I’ve always felt so lucky to have you in my life, as my freaking husband of all things.”

Keisuke tsks, laying them back down before peppering their face with soft kisses. “I love you.” He grumbled, sliding his arms underneath [Y/N] so he could press the two of them together furthermore. “And I love this damn baby that’s been a shit to you all these months.”

[Y/N] snickered, intertwining their fingers together as the two of them began snuggling.

The next morning, [Y/N] gasped. They shook Keisuke awake, announcing that their water broke before Keisuke lifted them and ran out to his car. Once they arrived, it took a few hours before Keisuke dressed in scrubs, letting his spouse squeeze the ever-living life out his hand as they give birth to a beautiful baby girl.

Racing was Ryosuke’s forte, he was good at analyzing, at statistics, he was a genius really. He knew how to deal with kids, having grown up being the one to mostly take care of Keisuke even as children, he even knew how to get himself (and sometimes, his brother) out of sticky situations. One thing he didn’t know how to do though? Dealing with a pregnant lover, him being the father of the child that grew in their stomach. He was rather ashamed to admit that he had to do some research on this sort of thing once [Y/N] told him that they were pregnant.

Dealing with his lover’s whining, Ryosuke would have to go outside, smoke a cigarette, and take a breather a couple of times before walking back in to [Y/N] eating another strange meal. Perhaps he should ask his father what it was like dealing with his mother, then again, he hadn’t spoken to his parents in a while once he and Keisuke moved out. So he just had to figure this out himself, little by little.

Wanting to spend time with [Y/N], Ryosuke sat beside them and turned to them. “How are you feeling?” He asks as he lures them to lean against his chest. “Do you need anything?”

[Y/N] shrugged, softly running their fingers along Ryosuke’s arms wrapped around them at this point. “I’m just tired, your damn baby has me worn out like crazy. I just.. I think all I want, all I need right now, are snuggles from my man.”

Ryosuke chuckled, kissing the top of [Y/N]’s head. “Is that so? I was hoping you’d say that.” Despite being on the couch, Ryosuke adjusted himself so [Y/N] can lay on him comfortably, pulling a blanket from the couch back and settled it over them. Since the growing baby bump made laying on their stomach uncomfortable, [Y/N] chose to lay on their side, hand set on Ryosuke’s chest. They nuzzled their face up against his neck, being on his shoulder though. One of Ryosuke’s arms was wrapped around them, his other hand on the hand that sat on his chest.

After a bit of snuggling and watching some television together, [Y/N] began to pant, slightly clenching at Ryosuke’s shirt, feeling sick to their stomach. Ryosuke looked down at them, “[Y/N], are you alri-”

“I can’t-” [Y/N] quickly said before jumping to their feet, rushing to the restroom to puke their guts out. Ryosuke got off the couch, sliding his slippers on before making his way to follow them. Once he reached the bathroom, he kneeled beside their puking form and began rubbing their back.

“Here, love.” He handed them a tissue to wipe their mouth with after they finished, watching them flush the toilet before groaning. “Let’s get you to bed.”

[Y/N] shakily stood up, Ryosuke holding their hands to help them stand up. “I can’t wait for this freaking baby to come out of me. I don’t know if I want another one after this.” He snickered, helping them walk to their bedroom, sitting beside their now laying form.

“I’m sure one will be quite enough for both of us.”

“Ryosuke?” [Y/N] looked at him as they get comfortable underneath the blankets. “Can you get me some.. sushi?”

Ryosuke reached over to stroke his thumb along their cheek, giving them a small smile. “Sushi wouldn’t be good for you while pregnant. I can cook you some soba instead?”

[Y/N] thought about this for a minute before coming to agreement with a nod of their head. “Yea.. And some onigiri with that too?”

A bit later, Ryosuke watched [Y/N] wrap soba noodles around their onigiri with a raised eyebrow. They noticed his gaze, looking up with a pout. “What? I’m pregnant.” He hummed briefly before sitting closer to them, leaning against the bedpost as he watched them with absolute adoration and amusement.

Just for fun, I want to give a list of 5 things/ideas that I have for the Initial D fandom. Note that I have SEVERAL ideas and just want to give a bit of a teaser to my audience. If I finish these ideas then I may hint at my next 5. 

Anyhow, here are my ideas. (Not in order)

Pairings: Ryosuke/Reader, implied Ryosuke/Keisuke, Implied Keisuke/Takumi

"You're so fucking hot when you're mad."

You were surprised by the words that escaped your own mouthー surprising Keisuke as well. The look of shock quickly replaced his angered interior. "What?" He managed to finally say after a moment of silence. You shrugged and shook your head, your mouth slightly open.

He looked down to process your confession and hummed, his hands in his pockets. You stared at him, quickly looking away when he glanced back your way. You were so focused on not making eye eye contact with him that you hadn't noticed him walking towards you. You nearly jumped from surprise as he placed his index finger underneath your chin and his thumb along your bottom lip, tilting your head to look up at him, forcing you to look into his eyes which felt sort of embarrassing to do.

As you opened your mouth to speak, he firmly presses his lips against yours, moving his free arm to wrap around you. You clung to him desperately, thoroughly enjoying the feel of his soft lips gentle with yours, never wanting him to pull away. Once he pulled away slowly, you felt your lips yearn for more. He pressed his forehead against yours, sighing out. "Tsk.." He clicked his tongue. "Why do you always feel the need to calm me down?"

"Heh," you snickered, moving one of your hands to his shoulder. "Does it work?"

Ryosuke never thought he'd ever fall head over heels for someone after what happened with Kaori- but he couldn't stop the feelings that grew as he spent time with you over the years. He never thought he'd eventually invite you into his home, he never thought he'd kiss you or hug you or feel absolute adoration for your sweet face he came to love so dearly.