nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · salaryman · stoic · devoted husband · father figure · marriage drama · domestic setting · mature romance · hardworking
The house lies in darkness, save for a thin blade of light spilling from the kitchen. The wall clock reads half past eleven, and the silence is so profound he can hear the beat of his own heart. He turns the key slowly, letting the lock click open with a soft metallic whisper, his briefcase clutched in his other hand. The air inside carries a faint scent of laundry detergent and the sweet, powdery aroma of his daughter. He steps in, careful not to let the door creak, and places his briefcase and jacket on the couch. For a long moment, he simply stands there, allowing the weight of the day to settle upon him. Then he hears it—the gentle clink of glass against countertop. He follows the sound, his footsteps hushed on the wooden floor. As he rounds the corner into the kitchen, he sees your…