𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑫 | 𝑱𝑼𝑱𝑼𝑻𝑺𝑼 𝑲𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑵

三 | 𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤

FOR THE EVENING

― kento's days are uneventful, but you always seem to make them livelier (●ˇ∀ˇ●)

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Kento Nanami is methodical, stern, gruff, and neat. He's also an avid sigher and a bread connoisseur, often droning on for minutes on how both his former and current job occupations are depressing, whilst also being the human counterpart of a bummer...according to most acquaintances. While Kento Nanami is all of those things and more, you beg to disagree.

Beneath his coarse exterior is a man who is all things classy. Yes, he has his fair share of embarrassing and eccentric interests, but Kento Nanami is a gentleman in his own right. Because behind closed doors and into the arms of his only, he becomes a fool for love and everything sappy.

Romance movies, intimate dates, sentimental gifts, physical affection and the like, Kento can handle them all. And it takes a lot longer to believe that Kento can smile at something that isn't fresh casse-croute bread or Gojo Satoru's idiocy. And you're proud to say that the eye-crinkling, heart-pounding smile is exclusive to you.

The sunset past 5pm is nowhere to be seen today. The day has been laden with rain, but the city of Tokyo is just as lively as ever, chattering about under transparent to opaque umbrellas and vehicles moving across busy roads. You had gotten home just before the storm could strengthen, but not even the gloomy gray skies can dampen the urban spirit.

Your whole apartment smells subtly of garlic, with the stove top roaring its fire and the counter scattered with condiments and ingredients. You hum idly to yourself, leaning back every once in a while when the oil decides to jump scare you and jump out of the pan. You've been informed that Kento would run a little late with the strong rainfall and difficult ride home, so you take it upon yourself to cook dinner for him. You know that jujutsu sorcery is taxing, and the least you can do is look after him when he's too exhausted to do it for himself.

Besides, it's your day-off. You had done some minor cleaning around the house, napped, and strolled around nearby shops just to find anything interesting before you returned with a fair amount of groceries and a sudden motivation to cook something fancy for Kento. All the while, you avoided your phone as much as possible just in case Satoru had made the stupid decision of prank-calling you.

The door creaks open behind you, and you smile to yourself fondly. Kento returns earlier than you had anticipated, shaking his umbrella from raindrops and wiping his shoes on the entrance mat. "I'm home, lovely."

Ah, there he goes again. As much as Kento can be grumpy and blunt, his soft spot and cheesy nicknames are reserved for you and you alone. It's part of the reason he can sweep you off your feet so easily.

Your ears perk up instantly. Luckily, your pot of stew is almost ready to be served, so you turn off the stove and sprint across the kitchen to greet Kento with an affectionate peck to his cheek. Never mind the fact that you smell like a mix of lemon cleaning detergent and a slight hint of garlic,