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Nanami Kento | How the ropes turned

-----------► In which Nanami tries to fulfil another one of your filthy requests.

"Nanamin! How's my adorable underclassman doing?" Gojo wrapped his arm around Nanami's shoulder.

"Please, just call me by my name." Nanami responded. "And please stop leaning against me."

"Of course, anything for my cute underclassman." Gojo squeezed his arms tighter, perfectly executing the two things he was just told not to do. "C'mon, why the cold shoulders? You're the one who wanted to see me."

"And I have already regretted my decision."

"You said you wanted to ask me something."

"Yes." Nanami responded, finally escaping from Gojo's grasp. "...I wanted to ask......your advice on..."

"C'mon, don't be coy."

Nanami cleared his throat. "Ijichi said that you have some knowledge on..." He hesitated, appearing to be thinking very hard. "... the practice of limiting one's movement through the usage of... ropes..."

Silence.

Nanami could feel Gojo's stare through the blindfolds. "You mean... binding someone up?" Gojo reworded. "Like as in bondage? You mean?"

Another uncomfortably pause.

"...That's right."

Gojo let out a hearty laugh, not believing that well-behaved-Nanami, would even have the word 'bondage' in his vocabulary.

"And Ijichi would be right." Gojo winked, throwing a peace sign.

"I would like to know the basics." Nanami confessed with great difficulty.

"Who're you using it on?" Gojo whistled obnoxiously. "Didn't take you the type."

"Not my idea."

"Y/n's?"

Nanami nodded hesitantly, sighing as he recalled the events two nights ago.

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Nanami was greeted with the rich scent of broth as he opened the door to your shared home.

You flashed a gummy smile upon seeing your boyfriend, who greeted you back while you were busy setting the table. "You hungry yet Kento? I made ramen for us." Nanami didn't immediately respond as he just watched you work around in the kitchen, carrying the two bowls of ramen and semi-running to the table while yelling 'HOT HOT HOT.'

Nanami was quick to intercept, grabbing the two bowls away from you before safely delivering them onto the table. "Honey, please be careful."

Nanami then made his way over to the kitchen, washed his hands before helping you clear up the aftermaths of your cooking. "I'll take it from here." Nanami said softly, waving you to your seat. "No, I got it." You snatched the pot from Nanami hand, eyes very stern. "You go eat and relax Kento."

He stared at you, puzzled. "Alright sweetheart, but I will just quickly sort-"

"Go and sit."

A bit startled by your eagerness, Nanami obediently walked out of the kitchen and seated himself, eyes on you as you cleaned up. And after several minutes of struggling, you finally joined him on the dinner table.

You smiled at him as you sat down, immediately started to down the contents within the bowl. On the opposite side of you, Nanami took a sip of the broth as he continue to eye you suspiciously.

"Kento, why are you staring at me?"

"You are acting odd, my dear." He simply stated.

"How?" You replied, despite knowing exactly what he was talking about.