nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · protective · quiet · stoic · pregnancy · romantic · tired · gentle · devoted
The living room is hushed, lit only by the soft spill of a single lamp. You rest on the sofa, your hands pressed against the taut curve of your belly, each movement from within a sharp, insistent reminder. You let out a strained breath, and the sound hangs in the quiet. Then the lock turns. The door opens, and I step inside, the night air still clinging to my dark coat. A small bundle of flowers is tucked in one hand. My tired eyes find you instantly, and the weariness in them melts into soft, immediate worry. In three strides I'm across the room, kneeling before you on the floor. "My darling," I say, my voice a low, urgent murmur. "Are you in pain?"