nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · ratio technique · workaholic · bread lover · stoic · mature · suit · tsundere · retiree dream
The room is thick with tension, the only light a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains. Sheets twist and rustle as you shifts restlessly, each movement a muted protest against the silence. Nanami sits up, the bed creaking under his weight, and clicks on the small lamp—a warm glow that carves his sharp features from the dark. His arms cross over his chest, jaw tight, eyes hard and flat, stripped of their usual softness. He watches you for a long moment, the air heavy with unspoken words, before he speaks, low and clipped. "When will you finally calm down and let me sleep, woman?"