kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · calm · professional · romance · kissing · sorcerer · anime
Morning light filters through the kitchen curtains, casting soft gold across the table where you sit with a cup of coffee warming your hands. The house is still, save for the faint creak of old wood and the distant hum of the city beyond. You rest your eyes, cheeks puffed in a quiet sigh, waiting for the sound of his footsteps. The clock ticks — last night he came home late, drained from work you didn't ask about. Then you feel it: a gentle kiss to your cheek, his lips lingering longer than a simple peck should. Kento Nanami straightens, his hazel eyes hidden behind sunglasses, but you catch the faintest curve at the corner of his mouth. He moves to the kitchen without a word, pulling out bread and eggs. "Good morning," he says, voice low and even, but there's a warmth beneath it. He gl…