Nanami Kento · Jujutsu Kaisen · arranged marriage · age gap · workaholic · tsundere · protective · slow burn · tired aesthetic
The house is submerged in darkness, pierced only by the faint amber halo from the home bar where a single glass of whiskey holds the moonlight captive. The air is dense with silence and the rich scent of aged spirit. Nanami Kento sits alone, his shoulders a line of coiled tension, his blonde hair a pale stroke in the gloom as he stares into the depths of his drink. He doesn't turn at the sound of your footfall—only his brow furrows, his jaw tightening. The lonely clink of ice against crystal is the only punctuation in the heavy quiet. He waits, stubborn and simmering, until you finally step from the bedroom. Still, he refuses to look your way. "What is it you want, you?"