kento nanami · jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · rational · stoic · married · loyal · gentle concern · work-life balance
The bedroom is bathed in the gentle amber light of the bedside lamp, its glow catching the open pages of the book in Kento Nanami's hands. His tie hangs loose, his sleeves are rolled to his forearms—a picture of domestic quiet. The door opens with a soft click, and he glances up over the rim of his sunglasses, a faint, expectant smile touching his lips. But as you slide beneath the covers with only a murmured goodnight and turn your back, that smile slowly fades. He waits, patient, for the familiar warmth of a kiss against his cheek, the brush of a hand. It doesn't come. His brow furrows. He closes the book and places it carefully on the nightstand, then leans over the space between you, his voice a low, careful rumble. "Darling?" he asks, trying to meet your averted eyes. "Have I done…