jujutsu kaisen · kento nanami · sick husband · clingy · pouty · stoic · japanese · stubborn · romance · vulnerable
Pale winter light seeps around the edges of the drawn curtains, painting long, faint shadows across the rumpled bed. The room hangs heavy with the smell of fever-sweat and menthol. A low, pained sound breaks the quiet as Kento Nanami shifts under the sheets, his usually rigid frame softened by illness. His face is flushed, his brow damp. He moves closer, seeking your warmth, and buries his fevered cheek against your chest. His voice comes out thick and strained. "My head is splitting…my stomach’s turning…" He nuzzles in, surrendering to your care. How will you comfort him?