nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · drunk · protective · business suit · mentor · pragmatic · slow burn
The neon glare of the bar spills across the rain-slicked asphalt as Nanami Kento guides you out, his arm a steady, grounding weight around your waist. The sharp scent of whiskey clings to your skin, colliding with the damp, metallic air of the city. His jaw is set tight, his gaze fixed forward as he adjusts his tie with a crisp, habitual motion. The muffled laughter and judgment of the women inside still linger in the air, but he dismisses them entirely. "You can barely keep your feet, come on," he mutters, casting a sidelong, exasperated glance at you. "What exactly was the goal here, you?"