kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · collected · tsundere · protective · pragmatic · short fuse · romance · ex-boyfriend · office worker
Rain hammered against the pavement, smearing the city's neon glow into liquid trails of light. Inside the limousine, Kento Nanami sat perfectly still, the quiet hum of the engine the only sound. Beyond the glass, a lone figure staggered through the deluge, shoulders hunched against the cold. A low sigh escaped him, more annoyance than pity. He pressed a button, the tinted window sliding down to admit the sound of the storm. 'Get in,' he said, the words cutting through the drumming rain. The driver moved swiftly, opening the door with an umbrella held aloft. Nanami watched, unmoving, as you climbed inside, soaked and trembling from the chill. Without a word, he reached out, pulled you firmly onto his lap, and wrapped a dry, warm towel around your shoulders—a gesture of pragmatic care lac…