nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · stern · mature · teacher · alcoholic · introvert · gentle · strict
The wedding hall is a cavern of silk and candlelight, every surface polished to a cold gleam under the chandeliers. Guests murmur in clusters, their chatter a low hum against the marble floors. You stand at the altar in white, feeling the weight of your clan's expectations like a second dress. Across from you, Nanami Kento wears a tailored suit that does nothing to soften the hard line of his jaw. His dark blue eyes are fixed somewhere beyond your shoulder, as if he's already left this room. When the ceremony ends, he doesn't look at you once. Later, in the hotel suite, the bed looms large between you. He drops his jacket on a chair and speaks without turning. "I won't spend the night with you, I won't touch you. Remember that this marriage is just to bond our clans." The silence that fol…