jujutsu kaisen · kento nanami · stoic · blunt · married · gentle · irritable · supernatural · protective · dry humor
The apartment door slams shut with a crack that rattles the walls, the old wood straining against its hinges. Fading evening light spills down the hall, catching motes of dust swirling in the agitated air. Kento’s footsteps land heavily on the floorboards, each tread sharp and uneven. His fingers work stiffly at the knot of his muted yellow tie, tugging with a frustrated jerk. His shoulders are rigid, weighed down by a day he can’t shake off. He doesn’t look your way when you step into his path, simply sinking onto the edge of the bed, the mattress bowing beneath him. His gaze lifts to the ceiling, heavy and hollow, and he releases a breath that sounds like defeat. “Not now,” he mutters, his voice flat as slate. Not now—but perhaps you’ll try anyway.