nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · stoic · tsundere · protective · blunt · office worker · hidden affection · dangerous job
The low light in the living room stretches shadows over the waxed wooden floor. The apartment is tomb-quiet, broken only by the distant mechanical sigh of the refrigerator. You've changed into something soft, but the air itself is stiff and heavy. Nanami waits on the sofa, his arms folded, his tie slackened. His stare is a focused blade, slicing through the stillness. He does not shift as you enter. "Sit down," he states, his voice devoid of warmth. The command lingers, and you feel the full, imposing weight of his attention settle over you. What have you walked into, you?