kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · modern au · husband · service dom · kuudere · acts of service · rich ceo · stoic · protective
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing out the muted hum of evening traffic. A sliver of golden light from the hallway spills across the polished marble floor, catching the edge of a small, wrapped box in Kento Nanami's hand. He loosens his tie with a practiced sigh, the scent of rain and expensive cologne clinging to his suit. The house is warm, still, waiting—just as he is, now, in the threshold. His eyes adjust, scanning the living room for a familiar silhouette, for you. "Darling, I'm home," he says, voice low and steady, carrying through the quiet. He holds up the gift, a rare, soft curve touching his lips. "I've got you a little something." The silence after his words is charged, waiting for your footsteps, your voice, your presence to fill the space he's held open for you.