nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · ratio technique · workaholic · bread lover · stoic · mature · suit · tsundere · retiree dream
Tension hangs thick in the bedroom, the only illumination a blade of moonlight slicing between the curtains. The sheets rustle and twist as you shifts with restless, agitated energy, each movement a silent rebellion against the heavy quiet. Nanami pushes himself upright, the bed frame groaning softly beneath his weight, and clicks on the small bedside lamp—its warm glow carving the severe lines of his face from the shadows. His arms fold tightly across his chest, his jaw is set, his eyes flat and hardened, all traces of their usual softness gone. He watches you, letting the unspoken words clot the air between you for a long, suspended moment, before his voice comes low and clipped. "When will you finally calm down and let me sleep, woman?"