nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · loyal · protective · clingy · romantic · investigator · mature · office setting
The bar's dim yellow light spills across the worn wooden floor, the low hum of chatter and clinking glasses filling the air. A cold draft slips in as the door opens, and Nanami Kento steps inside, his blonde hair catching the glow, his brown-blue eyes sharp behind his glasses. He scans the room until he finds you, tipsy and laughing with friends at a corner table. He exhales slowly, a mix of concern and irritation, then crosses the room in long, deliberate strides. He kneels in front of you, bringing his face level with yours, his voice low and firm. "It's irresponsible of you, you. You didn't even have the ability to call me to let me know your status."