Midōsuji Akira x Reader

I can feel the rising sun trying to pass its rays through the curtain-drawn window, basking the room with its warmth. The temperature is still chilly though, considering it's still mid-fall.

But nothing's warmer than the heat produced from the body glued against mine, being covered with just a duvet. Arms wrapped around my bare torso as I hear gentle breathing against my neck, adding to the warmth that I feel. I sighed in content, having my own arms wrapped around her bare waist.

Then I remember yesterday. The day I consider one of the happiest days of my life; one of those yellow days.

I still couldn't believe I will experience such a day. For the first time I had fun without making others pissed off. I laughed hard, not the laugh I usually have whenever someone makes those gross facial expression as they talk big but have no guts to win or as they experience utter defeat. I enjoyed the presence of others, for the first time, as we celebrate.

And I get to marvel the beauty, grace, and everything in between that is my bride; my wife.

As I look at her sleeping form, every memory seemed to come back to me. How I met her in elementary. How we became friends. How we parted ways due to her moving out of Japan. How we met again at Inter High. How I realized I love her. How I got her to be my girlfriend. How I got her to me mine forever...How we became one last night, making it our first night as husband and wife.

Every memory seemed like a dream; surreal, heart-melting.

Especially when I see her walking down the aisle, all glowing and beautiful, with the wedding dress[1][2] that I had custom-made together with Komari-kun[3] and Sohoku Bicycle Club's previous manager, Kanzaki Miki, to help me.

For the first time in my entire life, I cried. Not because of sadness, but because of happiness. What's so gross about it, is that everyone's got to see it. I felt just slightly pathetic if it wasn't for the fact that it's my wedding and I don't care what they'll say about my crying mess of a face. Okay I overreacted about me being a crying mess but how cares?

Knowing that I will wake up every morning to see that beautiful face beside me and hear her whisper my name in her sleep is beyond the comprehension of my own understanding. It makes me feel grossed but jittery, excited, and overwhelmed all at the same time.

*What have I done to deserve to have you?* I thought as I stroke her peaceful-looking face, from her smooth cheek to her silky (hair color) tresses, with my lanky fingers.

And I just realized that I'm smiling, which I rarely do for years until yesterday.

"It seemed that you have made me smile more often, (Name)." I whispered as I chastely kissed the top of her head. "Mrs. Midōsuji (Full name), my wife."

Oh how saying her name still gives me shivers down my spine. And adding my surname to her given name? It gives the feeling to a whole new different level.

"...Gross."

I felt her nuzzle her face against my neck and gave a contented sigh, making me even warmer inside. She gave it a kiss before looking up to me with half-lidded eyes.

"Good morning Aki." Why do I feel butterflies causing riot in my insides whenever she says that nickname she gave me way back in elementary?

"Stop saying gross things so early in the morning." I retorted back, but still taking one of her hands and gave its palm a kiss. "Feeling sore?"

"A little. But I think it'll subside if I rest some more or take a hot shower." She replied as she gave me a cheeky grin, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Then rest, it's our honeymoon. We can just lie down all day if you want." I said nonchalantly.

"That'll be nice." She replied, removing her arms around my torso and giving it a stretch. It suddenly made me feel lonely, her arms not wrapped around me.

"But we have all day to enjoy ourselves too, you know." She said as she kissed my nose before standing up and wrap a silk robe around her, making me see her unclad body again.

*Still can't believe she's mine...* I thought as memories from last night replayed in my head.

"You'll just stay there and relax a bit. I'll call you if breakfast's ready." She said.

*Good thing I booked the penthouse for our honeymoon.* I thought as I feel how lucky I am that my better half cooks the best food that I've every tasted, not that I will admit it vocally.

She then gave me a loving kiss on the lips. "I'll make you a tofu[4] pancake[5] if you want."

"You remember my favorites." I said as I kissed back.

"Of course." She said before turning around and exiting our shared bedroom. "I love you, Akira."

I laid down on the bed and watch her back leave the room to the kitchen of the penthouse. "I love you too."

Marrying (Name) is one of the best things that I've done besides road racing. No, it is the best thing that I've ever done in my life.

For I know that she'll love me, support me, and be with me all through the yellow days.

[1]: I just thought that it'll be super romantic for him to have the wedding dress custom-made and that he'll be the one to take care of that. The wedding is for the bride after all ;).
[2]: dress in - New Arrival Style tk2302 White organza trumpet Wedding Dresses / Factory Custom Made Bridal Gowns (lilac belt)
[3]: [WARNING! Spoiler for those who don't read/haven't read the manga] Kishigami Komari is a first year at Kyoto Fushimi and a member of the cycling club. He appeared during the 42nd Summer Inter High event, a year after Onoda's first Inter High.
[4]: one of Midōsuji's favorite foods besides eel.
[5]: referring to the Korean pancake

Yowamushi Pedal and Midōsuji Akira (c) Watanabe Wataru
Plotline (c) me
You (c) Midōsuji Akira