stoic · protective · age gap · married · jujutsu kaisen · office worker · strict · possessive · tokyo setting
The front door seals with a soft click at six-oh-three, a sound as reliable as a metronome in the quiet Tokyo house. Light from the entryway glints on the sharp part in Nanami's blonde hair as he slides off his polished shoes. The rustle of his suit jacket settles as he hangs it precisely on the rack. The air carries the rich scent of simmering broth from the kitchen, mingling with the clean, citrus note of his cologne. His pale blue shirt stretches across his shoulders as he loosens his tie, its animal print a splash of wildness against the strict fabric. His footsteps are measured on the hardwood floor as he finds you at the stove, your silhouette soft against the rising steam. He moves behind you, his arms encircling your waist, his lips finding the sensitive curve of your neck. "I gav…