When Ryosuke woke up, all he saw was the whitewashed ceilings, and that had told him that this wasn’t the apartment he was sharing with his sister for the past few years. His lips were dry, and looking on his right side, a tube was sticking out of his arm. 

He was on drip.

“You’ve woke up.” Ryosuke felt a hand sweeping his bangs away, and the other was holding his left hand.  “Y-yuto-kun?”

He still feels dizzy, and he was freezing. “Don’t worry. It seems that it was a radiation side effect but you’re safe now.” Slowly, he tried to prop himself up, and Yuto seeing this, had helped him. “Yuusuke?”

“He’s with Yabu-kun outside.”

Knowing that his son was safe, Ryosuke casted his eyes onto the blanket, unwilling to look at Yuto in the eyes. “Yabu-kun told me about it. And they did a simple check when you’re out. Why didn’t you tell me Ryosuke?”

He felt tears accumulating in his eyes, and Ryosuke pulled his knees towards his chest. He didn’t know where to start from.

That he was scared. “Ryosuke, please.”

“I was scared. It wasn’t only about us Yuto. What if your parents don’t agree? Sure, they know about us, but having a child together is different. They … might not have agreed for Yuusuke to be born. And I requested to Johnny-san to let me be on an infinite hiatus. He agreed. He knows that I value this child Yuto. I can’t bring you down from your career too. Just … I can’t. I’m so sorry.”

“Is it because I was slowly getting into the limelight again, at that time?”

A tiny nod was all Yuto needed to hit Ryosuke’s head, lightly, but still. “You idiot.” Yuto had immediately hugged the shivering body of his boyfriend, and continued to murmur, “I’m your boyfriend, Ryosuke. We can always go through this together.” Tears started to stain his shirt, and he hugged the older man tighter.

“Mama?”

A soft voice came from the door, and both of them broke away from the embrace to see Yuusuke standing there, rubbing his eyes. The boy slowly paddled towards Ryosuke’s bed, and Yuto carried Yuusuke up onto it. “Mama, are you alright? You know Ji-chan?”

“Mama’s alright,” pulling him into his embrace; Ryosuke kissed his son on the forehead, and gave him a gentle smile. “Yuusuke, do you want to meet your papa?”

From the corner of his eyes, Ryosuke could see Yuto’s eyes widening, as if asking the older man if it was okay like this. A smile was returned with a nod. “Papa? Yuusuke can meet papa?”

“Yuusuke, sorry that mama didn’t tell you who papa is. Yuto-kun’s your papa, dear.”

The boy turned to look at Yuto, and Ryosuke could see his boyfriend being all nervous. Yuto was nervous because he was thinking if Yuusuke would accept him. Would Yuusuke accept him as his father?

There wasn’t any expression on Yuusuke’s face as he looked at the man who was his father. He blinked his eyes. Once, twice, and again.  “Papa, you are Yuusuke’s papa after all.” Without even thinking twice, Yuusuke had jumped down from the bed and into Yuto’s embrace, hiding his face in the man’s chest.

“Mama, I’m glad that he’s Yuusuke’s papa.”

“I’m glad to be your papa, Yuusuke.”

***

“Mama, let Yuusuke tell you a secret,” Yuto had gone back to his practice a few hours ago, and Yuusuke was cuddled up by his mother. “Yes Yuusuke?”

“Papa volunteered to be my papa in the amusement park.” “When you didn’t know Yuto was your papa?”

“Un. It was the first time Yuusuke was so happy when playing.”

Yuusuke continued to fill Ryosuke up with his adventured back in the amusement park with Yuto, and slowly, the child drifted off to sleep. “Thank you for being born to us, Yuusuke.”

The door slid open, revealing Yuto who was smiling brightly. “Yuto-kun?”

“You should stop it with the suffix already.” Yuto was quickly by the bed, softly kissing Ryosuke’s forehead, before kissing Yuusuke’s hair. From his back, he pulled out a form and passed it over to Ryosuke.

Reading it, Ryosuke froze for a moment. “It’s not all romantic and stuff, will you marry me Ryosuke?” A ring was quickly in Yuto’s hand, as the man just gave Ryosuke a sheepish smile. “Yamada Ryosuke, would you marry me, Nakajima Yuto, and officially name our child, Nakajima Yuusuke?”

He didn’t think that all these would happen. 6 years back, he wouldn’t have expected that Yuusuke would get his rightful place as a Nakajima.

 

“I do. Thank you, Yuto.”

“No, I have to thank you, Ryosuke. For giving us a child of our own.”