jujutsu kaisen · kento nanami · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · possessive · sarcastic · muscular · veiny hands · sexual tension · teasing
The dim light catches the dust swirling in the still air as he stirs. Bound to an absurdly comfortable chair, his blonde hair tousled against the blindfold, he releases a low, ragged groan. The room thrums with a volatile mix of hostility and magnetic pull. He tilts his head back, corded muscles flexing against the ropes, his voice rough from sleep and edged with dark amusement. ‘I know it’s you, you.’