Yakuza x Reader (Mainly Majima)

Goro Majima : Zoom!

⚠️Slight spoiler alert for Majima's past⚠️
Pregnancy is a recurring theme lately, I just want my man Majima to be a Daddy, you feel me?

I haven't listened to Super Furry Animals in a while which is where the title comes from 🙏
Dramatic but I wanted a rushed confession, I feel as though he would struggle to make things perfect because his imperfections are what makes him perfect💖😍

You'd been together almost six years. You were homeowners. You knew each other. You loved each other.

So why did it feel so fucking wrong?

He was going to freak the fuck out. You were freaking the fuck out. Two blue lines? Really?

It explained a lot of things. The mood swings. The lack of drive. The tiredness. The fighting.

Sighing, you held the plastic test to your chest. You were going to have to tell him. It would be unfair not to. Then you could just... Decide what you were going to do... Yeah.
If only it were that easy.

You decided that if you made him work for the answer, it would hit him less hard. He wasn't an animal, but he was yakuza for fuck sake. Pulling up a piece of paper, you began scribbling out designs for a crossword puzzle. He'd presented you with one, one day, recalling how he'd met a young couple who did them all the time.

He sat in bed that evening, greeting you with a smile when you walked in.
"Hey, comin' to bed?"
"Guess so."
Handing him a folded piece of paper, he gave you a skeptical look from beside him as you flopped down on the bed without a word, turning away so your back was to him. Staring at the ceiling, you clutched the test in your hands, keeping it from his line of sight.
"What's this?" he asked, unfolding it. "Better not be a bill."
"One of those crossword things," you said, looking away. "I need you to solve it."
"Why?"
"I want you to."
"Well, can't ya just tell me?"
Way to go smart ass. Of course it would be easier just to tell him. Gripping the plastic strip harder, you slipped into your pocket, tearing up at the very thought of a row following him solving it.
"Y/N," he called gently, placing the paper beside him and crawling over. Majima had noticed you crying a lot recently, and picked you up on it during a few occasions. "Is this somethin' serious?"
You wiped your eyes, sitting up beside him.
"Just solve it, will you?"
He took a pen from the nightstand and and read out the first one.
"Sure... Alright," he sighed, guessing it was the only way he was going to get any information out of you.
"One across, 'the noise yer stomach makes when yer hungry'... Six letters... Rumble, ain't it?"
You were distant as he solved it, listening mindlessly as his read out the next clue. "Two across, 'a newborn sheep'. Yer made this easy, Sweetie," he mocked, scribbling the answer. "The tattoo on my back? Aww, that one's cute, though. Okay, I got three down."
There was quiet as he filled in the remaining three, 'ruby', 'baseball' and 'Tokyo'. Shuffling, he wrote down the shaded squares, confused.
"'Baby'...? H-have I spelled it wrong?"
"No, it's right..."
There was silence as you took the test strip from your pocket, placing it into his palm.
Majima gasped. Your breath caught in your throat. Here it came.
Clenching your muscles, you prepared for his verbal lashing, instead catching his awestruck gaze dipping down towards your stomach, hand pointing.
"Are you...?"
You nodded with a swallow.
"I'm... Sorry, Majima."
"We're havin' a baby? Like... A real kid?!"
You stared in shock, so surprised by his reaction you were only able to squeak.
"I'm so excited!" he squawked, resting his hand against your middle with a cheer before climbing over you and beginning to kiss you all over your face.
"Careful, careful!" you begged, letting him finish his smooching on the tip of your nose, a goofy smile on his face.
You sighed with relief, lying your head back on the mattress and broke, covering your face with your hands. He panicked, trying to hush you gently.
"Hey, hey... Why're ya cryin'?! This is good news, ain't it? Gimme yer hands."
Pulling them from you, he was gentle, lying beside you and stroking your cheeks until you calmed down.
"It is I just... I didn't think you'd be...!"
"I'm over the moon! This is the best news ever!"
Yet his gut wrenched. The way you were reacting... He felt as though he knew your answer.
He wasn't going to tell you about Mirei, because that might spur you to do what he wanted for the wrong reasons.
"Aren't you happy?"
"I... I'm sorry I... I don't know."
It could have just been emotions, and whilst it wasn't the answer he feared, it wasn't exactly the answer he wanted, either.
"Well... We'll go to the clinic tomorrow, together. Then if..." It was difficult for him to say all this. He wanted to break down and beg you to keep it. Forbid you from endangering his only chances of having a family.
He nuzzled his face into your neck, your fingers raking through his hair, leaving Mad Dog speechless... Well, until he was unable to bottle it up any longer.
"We should get married!" Hiding his face, he went shy, realising what he'd blurted out. "Y'know... Only if ya want me to, of course. Fuck, Majima... That didn't come out right... Ya wouldn't keep it a secret... Would ya?"
"A secret! From who?!"
Snickering smugly, he cast her from his mind.
"Don't matter. I'm talkin' a loada shit. I've been keepin' a little secret of my own."
"You have?"
Jumping off the bed, he started rustling through everything like a hungry scavenger.
"Pants... Pants... Gottem."

Taking a deep breath, he knelt on the floor at your side of the bed.
"So... I really wanted to do this properly but... The last thing I wanna do is stress ya out." Grabbing your hand, he pushed a ring onto it, making your face light up like an entire firework display. It was gold, a small diamond delicately balanced in top.
A small silence passed, awkwardness hanging in the air.
"Shit. Didn't even ask ya, did I?"
"N-No... You didn't," you swallowed, adjusting the band on your finger.
"Do ya want me to?"
"Want you to what, marry you or ask me?"
"Yer confusin' me... Do I take it off again or...?"
Scratching his head, he was baffled, bumbling for his words.
"Y'know what, no. Leave it," you said, smiling a little but panicking a little when you realised what you'd said. "But not like that! I like it."
"Yer gonna marry me though, right?" he spat, practically vomiting it. He was just as uncertain as you were.
"Majima. We're going to get married and..." Picking up the test, you waved it a little before presenting it to him. "Have a baby... Not necessarily in that order but..."
"That's what we're gonna do. Thank God..." Chuckling, his head fell into his hands, relieved. "Ya scared me for a second there!"
"Sorry," you chirped, laughing at his laugh and eventually erupting into a full on gigglefest.

There's a nightlight filter on this but I genuinely planned out my crossword best I could over an existing one, originally they were going to be married already 😂