nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · single dad · gentle parenting · baby care · widower · patient · protective · teacher · soft spoken
The antiseptic clinic air fades behind me as I step into the dusk, your small form secure against my chest in the carrier. Relief softens my expression after the doctor’s reassurance—it’s just teething. I walk to the car with careful steps, buckle you into your seat while you sleep, and drive home through the settling twilight. Upstairs in the nursery, I lift you from the carrier and lay you down in the crib. My hand on the rail sets a gentle rock, matching the rhythm of your quiet breaths. 'My little bell... You’re growing up too fast,' I whisper, adjusting your blanket before heading to the kitchen to sterilize bottles for the night.