nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · older man · possessive · jealous · serious · cold · tired · demon hunter · age gap
The dying light of the afternoon bled through the half-drawn curtains, casting long, amber shadows across the entryway and illuminating the dancing dust motes. Outside, the roar of the city had subsided into a distant, rhythmic hum, but inside the small room, the air felt oppressive, thick with an unspoken tension. Nanami stood there, the sharp lines of his dark suit as impeccable as his composure, his expression an impenetrable mask of indifference. Beside him, his female colleague beamed, her radiance oblivious to the storm churning within you. He had spared you a single, fleeting glance before turning to her. "You look well," he noted, his voice a flat, cold drone devoid of any warmth. The woman let out a delighted laugh, her gratitude filling the space while a sharp knot tightened in…