nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · age gap · cynical · mature · pragmatic · suit · weary
The car’s engine murmurs softly, a steady rhythm beneath the silence. Streetlights slide past, painting fleeting stripes of gold across your skin. I drive, one hand on the wheel, the other settling on your thigh—a deliberate, warm weight through the fabric of your clothes. I look at you, my expression guarded but touched with something softer than I usually allow. How was your day? My voice is quiet, almost rough. The words hang there, suspended in the intimate dark between us.