infinity | ushijima wakatoshi x reader

31 | hayashi

Your short trip had come to an end and you had to resume your work and everyday life right after. Wakatoshi was the same as always on your flight home, thoughtful though quiet. You also noticed that he developed this habit of placing his hand on your tummy whenever you'd nap together.

Miyagi Prefecture
a week later

Finally back to your normal routine, you went to work while Wakatoshi headed to his training. Whenever you'd work late, he'd come to your office to do two things, lecture you for overworking, and of course, drive you home.

"How was practice today?" you asked and gazed at your husband on the driver's seat. He stopped the car upon seeing the red light.

"It was okay, but I still need work on my serves," he answered, unfazed.

"But yours are already killer serves, you know?" you complimented and carded your hands through his hair.

"I'm called so-so," he sighed.

"Who in the world would call my husband so-so?" you clicked your tongue. "Honestly, I bet your serves will break their arms off."

"Why will I do that, Y/N?"

"Toshi, you are not mediocre," you clarified, an attempt to comfort him. "You are far from being a so-so athlete," you added and cupped his cheek.

He noticed the other cars start to move and he continued driving, not saying a word afterwards. You've been together for so long but speaking out his insecurities and worries about his career still wasn't a common thing. And whenever he does, words of comfort don't fully work.

As you got home, you volunteered on cooking dinner, which he initially protested on, saying you should lessen your stress. When it comes to love language, you already figured acts of service and quality time were his thing.

Before cooking, you prepared a warm bath for him, and hung his towel as well. "Toshi, I readied the bath for you," you raised your voice to inform him.

"Thank you," he said with a tired look on his face. The comments about him being mediocre was starting to worry you more than it does to him.

He entered the bathroom and you began to cook his favorite meal, Hayashi rice, in hopes of cheering him up. You turned on the TV as you cooked and listened to the news.

Ushijima Residence
45 minutes later

Wakatoshi got out of the bath with just a towel on and you couldn't help but stare at his beautifully toned body and damp hair. "Oh, Hayashi rice?" he guessed and looked back at you.

"Yeah, your favorite, Toshi," you answered, smiling.

You turned off the stove and placed the lid back on before getting the plates and utensils. "I still don't know your mother's recipe but it's like, my version," you added as he approached.

"I like your cooking, Y/N," he commented.

"Well, you have to," you chuckled, "It's either my cooking or delivery."

"I'll just go get changed."

"Okay, okay," you said, hoping he felt a little better.

Moments later, with him fully clothed and with you finally in your night clothes, you suggested eating in the living room and watch something while you were at it.

"What are we going to watch?" he asked and held the bowl.

"Maybe, uh, comedy?" you suggested. "Or, how about a romance film?"

"We can watch what you want to watch," he answered and handed you the remote control.

"Okay," you muttered and nodded, switching channels.

After a few taps on the buttons, you stumbled upon a movie channel playing the live action of Bleach. You looked at Wakatoshi to see if he approved of it and as expected, he had a stoic look on his face.

"That will do," he commented, noticing you stare. You put down the remote and began eating the Hayashi rice you made.

Fujiwara Hospital
1 Week Later

After settling back to your usual routines at work, a week later, you visited your doctor with him to find out the sex of your baby. Being a gentleman as always, he assisted you with everything, even carrying your light handbag.

"Good morning, Ushijima-san, Ushiwaka-san," the doctor greeted you as you entered. "Please take a seat here," she pointed, which you followed of course.

"Are you ready to find out the sex of your baby?" she asked with a smile as she grabbed one of the bottles nearby.

You laid down and looked at him, "Yes, doctor. We even thought of a name if we're having a girl."

"Oh, what name? Also, I'll just be putting this gel and you can see what's going on in this screen," she explains.

"Wakumi," Wakatoshi answers.

"That's a very pretty name," she compliments while you slightly lift your shirt. She spreads the gel over your tummy and grabs one of her equipment.

"Thank you. My wife thought of it, actually," he added.

"Now for the big reveal," the doctor started rolling the equipment and examined the screen.

You looked at the screen as well, then you glanced at your husband who did the same. Obviously, you were oblivious to the results. "Oh, Ushijima-san, you were actually right," the doctor spoke and examined it closely again.

"Wakumi?" he mumbled.

"You're having a girl," she revealed the results.

"Oh, hello, Wakumi," you greet the screen, giggling for a bit. "Ushijima Wakumi."

"Toshi, let's go shopping for Wakumi," you added, now looking at your dazed husband.