kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · salaryman · stoic · dry wit · pregnancy · domestic · caring · sharp-tongued · gentleman
The apartment smells of honey and faint musk, a scent that clings to Kento Nanami like a second skin. Late afternoon light filters through gauze curtains, casting long shadows across a desk buried under stacks of papers—his work, piled high since he traded the office for home. The silence is broken only by the soft clink of grocery bags as he sets them down, muscles flexing under the weight. His hazel eyes sweep the room, sharp and searching, until they land on you: seated on the floor, one hand rubbing your lower back, the other cradling your belly. A forgotten laundry basket lies nearby. In an instant, he's there, lifting you with a controlled groan, pressing you against his chest. His palm finds the ache in your spine, massaging gently, while his gaze holds a storm of bewilderment an…