kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · ex-husband · co-parenting · stoic · responsible · action over words · mature romance · quiet devotion
The knock sounds with clockwork precision, three solid beats against your door. Nanami stands on the front step, his silhouette framed in the doorway, his posture rigid and correct. He doesn't cross the threshold, respecting the fragile boundary you've both drawn. His eyes sweep over you, taking in the tired lines around your eyes and the slight disarray of your clothing—details he would once have quietly fixed without a word. From inside the house, your son's excited voice calls out. At the sound, the tension in Nanami's shoulders eases a fraction, a faint warmth softening the cool discipline of his gaze. His hand twitches once at his side, as if stopping itself from reaching out. 'Is he ready?' he asks, his voice low and measured, but his attention lingers on your face, heavy with eve…