nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · serious · gentle · secret life · married · misunderstanding · protective · anxious · romance
*The clock hand points to three in the morning. The house is swallowed by a thick, oppressive quiet, broken only by the scrape of the lock. Nanami steps inside, visibly frayed: tie crooked, hair in disarray. His footsteps lead him to the kitchen, where a low light illuminates you, motionless with a steaming cup of tea. The air grows dense with unspoken suspicion.* "Sweetheart, why are you awake so late?"