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Nanami - his s/o laundered his shirts and they all somehow shrank in the wash. How does he react?

“Darling, can you please take a look at this really quick?”

Your beloved boyfriend doesn’t have to tell you twice. He’ll leave for work soon, just wanted to get dressed and then get going. Did he find his shirts you just washed?

“If you search for your shirts, I-“

Your breath gets stuck in your throat. This…this is straight out of a daydream. Kento Nanami standing in front of you with a tight white shirt. Way too tight, yes. Tight enough to show off every inch of his pumping muscles, every vein that decorates his delicious arms, the buttons threaten to burst open every minute…

“I found them, thank you so much for taking care of my laundry. But…did you wash them too hot? This is a little tight.”

“Yeah, way too small”, you mutter.

If you think about what does strong arms are able to do, how good they hold you, empathized by his shirt...

“Maybe I should start shrinking all of your shirts…”, you think out loud before you’re able to stop yourself.

Kento knows it was an accident, that you’d never do something like this on purpose. But the way you stand in front of him, your eyes visibly all over him in that shrunk shirt…

With a small smile he crosses the room, embraces you in his way too good-looking arms.

“You seem distracted. Are you feeling fine, (y/n)?”

“I’m feeling fine, are you feeling fine?”

“I definitely feel better than my shirts”, he replies with a gentle smile.

“IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!”

“Are you sure about that, darling?”

I have always gone to the optician and the glasses shop by myself. So, going with Nanami would be a better, calming experience. At least I won't take that much time to choose new glasses :')

new glasses, new me — kento nanami

synopsis. the process of getting a new pair of glasses with nanami.

c info. fluff, the opticians, acts of service from nanami, gender neutral reader, reader wears prescription glasses, word count 244.

12 months have passed, and it's that time once again! optician time! going to the optician is such a fun time for you now.

previously, going there made you want to bash your head in, mostly because you knew you were going to end up with a new pair of glasses that would leave you feeling dizzy for the next week, but now that you've gotten together with your beloved nanami, it's the best! (it still kind of sucks, but at least he's there with you.)

the basic overview of how your day was going to go!

step 1: bring (drag) your loving husband to the opticians.

step 2! next, go take those long tests that drag on forever—you know, the ones with air balloons and letters.

step 3! then waffle on to the optician about your eyesight while holding Nanami's hand.

step 4! now, finally, the best and final part: drag nanami around to find your next pair of glasses!

searching for a new pair of glasses is always fun with nanami, looking up and down the rows upon rows of glasses and asking him which pair suits you the most. He always ends up finding you the best glasses, every. single. time.

you feeling dizzy with your new prescription glasses? then he's keeping a pack of paracetamol by his side at all times.

are your glasses dirty? then nanami's thoroughly cleaning them for about 7 minutes.

he loves you and loves taking care of you.

HE'S MARRIED TO ME!!!

he's married ?! nanami kento.

sum. he's easily the top most handsome guy within his job. his relationship status is unknown, so what happens when his co-workers ship him with a female worker?

nanami is well known within his company. tall, insanely fit, and an attractive voice. it's not uncommon for men and women alike to find themselves thinking about him often. what's not common is knowing about his love life. no one knows anything and he would've kept it that way. but when push comes to shove, and you're shipped with someone who's not your beloved, nanami will make it known that he's not only taken but married.

in the coffee-break room there are three guys. now, there's nothing unusual about this — no, no. they're just three guys that are co-workers... except there's a twist. they aren't your regular co-workers, they're your uncommon trio of male gossipers and nanami just so happened to be their newest victim.

"shh, shh! he's here," guy one, tichi, whispers to the others, raising his eyebrows and pointing his chin to nanami's position.

the other two take a quick glance, nodding their heads when they've seen nanami's back faced towards them. it's a perfect moment to strike up a conversation, especially since it's just four men here.

guy two, tacho, shuffles his feet to the empty space near nanami. he pretends to open a sugar packet, fiddling with it as his eyes peep over nanami's shoulder. his heart skips multiple beats when the man himself turns around.

"morning to you, tacho," nanami greets, nodding his head before he turns his attention back to his cup of coffee.

"y-yeah, morning!" he stutters, awkwardly smiling in return. he turns his head to the other two in the background, mouthing the word 'help' to them. unfortunately, they do not give the aid to their friend. instead, tichi fakes a series of coughs and guy three, toeny, gives him a confident double thumbs up. there's no hope, tacho sighs.

it's a silent moment between the men — only the sounds of coffee brewing and a spoon coming into contact with the mug can be heard. tacho's mouth itches him, he happened to remember his group's recent conversation about nanami. he must ask — even if it costs him a mutual co-worker.

"so, nanami," he begins, waiting for nanami to give him the undivided attention.

nanami doesn't face him, but he hums in response. tacho doesn't mind this as an answer, so he continues, "i was wondering if the rumors of you being with the new worker, yeri, are true?"

there is one big lie in that question: there are no such rumors. it's just a theory the trio has been gossiping about every night. nanami's been helping out yeri for quite some time, one can only think that they have a special connection going on.

"that is bullshit," nanami gives a firm answer. nothing more, nothing less.

tacho's stunned, he blinks a few times to recollect himself. "oh — so you're not with her?"

nanami doesn't answer yet, but the two in the back give their unwanted reactions. tichi clicks his tongue three times, shaking his head in disappointment at tacho's second question. it's obvious dumbass, he thinks. toeny, on the other hand, presses his lips in a thin line, pretending to read a magazine that's been on the counter.

nanami reaches into his pocket, whipping out his phone. the trio's confused until nanami speaks.

"i am married man. this is my wife," he educates, pressing the power button to show you as his lockscreen.

he collects three gasps, internally nodding at their shock. that's right, i'm gladly taken.

"all this time you've been... MARRIED?!" tacho's voice heightens, he drops his spoon in shock. it's unbelievable yet somewhat believable.

nanami breathes out a 'yes', raising his arm to show the wristwatch. "she bought this for our five-years anniversary recently. it's quite expensive, going over four-thousand," he brags, emphasizing on key words.

he's been waiting for the precious day where someone indirectly asks for his relationship status. the day has come and he will spend it bragging about his beloved.

nanami doesn't give them a chance to speak, he carries on with his bragging, "she's a very lovely woman. all my bentos are made by her and she writes little notes for each. some may think it's childish but that's bullshit! they just haven't experienced the love of a woman. matter of fact, her most beautiful moments are when she's freshly awake. the smile she gives me is nothing but angelic."

his speech doesn't stop there, but it did for the trio. his words went in one ear and out the next. nanami's blabbering about his wife immediately set a blank face upon tichi, tacho, and toeny. they're jealous and also surprised.

"the way a woman can change a man will never not be amazing," toeny whispers, blankly gazing at nanami's ongoing speech.

OMG

nanami kento pushes you into your bedroom after a night out — the both of you are a little drunk, his hands roam your waist and ass, he is about to take your dress off when —

“ow!”

he has the audacity to laugh, on top of you and breathless.

“so not funny, kento — there’s a shoe digging into my thigh right now!”

your husband takes your shoe out from under your thigh and throws it somewhere, still laughing, as you admire him in his disheveled state.

“if you had cleaned up — like i told you to — before leaving, we wouldn’t have tripped.”

“whatever, whatever,” you roll your eyes in a childish behavior and wrap your arms around your husband’s neck. “we’re laying now, so make love to me mr. nanami kento. or i’ll explode.”

he leans down to kiss you. “so impatient, mrs. nanami kento.”

your husband makes love to you surrounded by all of your expensive shoes.

DREAM BABY

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ pairing: Nanami Kento X fem! Reader

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ contents: Nanami dreamed having a baby w/you

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ warnings: false pregnancy, Nanami sad:(

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ requested: yes/no;

KENTO REMEMBER IT ALL.

He remembers how small hands would cup his cheeks and kiss his nose. Small feet pattering the wooden floor of his house, how her bose would scrunched at something that icked her, small but high pinch voice calling for him with a smile on her tiny face.

"Papa!"

Kento would smile and crouched down with his arms open and lift her up, spin her around, causing her to squeal and hug her. Nothing felt happier for him, it feel like the first time he went to Kuantan with you all over again, but it's every day.

"Papa, I love you this big!" She showed him her arms spreading, showing him how much she loves him.

"Papa love you too, Yuki."

And then he woke up, still in dazed. He looks in his arms to see you still asleep, light snore escaping you. He slowly got off the bed without waking you up and walked out of his room.

Still in dazed, he walked down the hall and opened the door to his daughter room and was confused. Where are the pink paint and small bed? Where's Yuki? There was no pink paint on the walls, no flower patterns wardrobe, no plushie, no child. Just an office. His office.

That's when he realised he didn't have a daughter. That dream felt so real.

The day continues on with you noticing how he' look like he's in a deep thought, the two of you laying around your now made bed. You were a bit shocked when he decided to lean his head on your chest. "Ken? What's wrong? You've been acting weird this past hour." Your hand going up and down on his back and climbing to his hair and start caressing it.

"I had a dream."

"What dream?"

"A child," his eyes shut tight and leaned more to your body.

Your eyebrows furrowed, what child? It took you a moment to realise what he meant. You sigh with a smile, "Did you dream we had a child?"

It took a while before he gives a small movement.

"A girl or boy?" You asked him.

"A girl, named Yuki."

"What did she look like?"

"She's a very loving and bright child like you. She would scrunched her nose at greens, very spoiled, she likes to be picked up a lot, she got your nose and smile." He explained to you while you comb his hair with your fingers. "She's got my hair. She also likes it when I put her hair in a ponytail."

"Eyes?"

"Mine but with your eyes shape."

"She sounds beautiful. Is that why you walk out of our room? To check on her" You asked him, making him jolt and look up from your chest.

"We're you awake?"

"Just for a moment, I woke up when you were by the door before falling back asleep."

He hum and muttered a sorry.

"You know I did once dream I had a child too," This topic interests him, "In my case, I dream I was pregnant and I had a boy. Very trouble making, keeps bringing back insects into the house telling me to meet his new friends."

Kento let out a small laugh, amused at your son in your dream.

"I remember how empty I was when I realized the child wasn't there, didn't exist. I cried that day because I missed that child." Kento brings your hand to his lips, pressing kisses to the inner of your wrist. "I'm guessing we're going to talk about having kids after this?"

"As long you're ready, I'm happy with that."

"It's not gonna be easy to raise a baby."

"I'll help you through it."

This dream sure brings the topic that you've been doing to discuss with your husband. Unknown to the two of you, both of you wanted to grow a family together quite long before Kento's dream.

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Love a cute Nanami handing you a small baguette as a symbol of his adoration

LMFAO YEAH

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Nanami handed you a small baguette. Confused, you looked up at him, bread in hand. You knew how much your man liked bread.

"What is this, Nana?"

"I am entrusting you with my favorite baguette for dinner tonight. It's like I'm giving you roses, but better." Nanami gestured to the bread.

Your lip trembled before nodding. "I wont let you down, Nana!"

Nanami chuckled before nodding, kissing your forehead. "I know you won't."

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✩ — characters : kento nanami.

✩ — synopsis : kento nanami having a significant other who is scared of thunderstorms.

✩ — genre : fluff.

✩ — word count : 0.2k+

you and kento were sitting in the living room watching a scary movie on television. you had snacks and drinks next to each of you, burying your fingers into the bags—kento doing the same.

when the movie was just getting good, the television cut off. nanami tried to turn it back on, but to no avail. "damn it," he groaned to himself, repeatedly pressing the on/off button multiple times. he attempted it over and over again, but it didn't work.

suddenly, you heard a roar of thunder. your body was paralyzed, but you quickly hid under your shared blanket with nanami.

he looked down in confusion, halting changing the remote batteries.

"this wasn't on the forecast." he said, putting the batteries back in the remote and setting it on the table. you shivered and shaked under the blanket, not wanting to arise back up from your position.

"love?" he asked, gently pulling the blanket from your grasp. "you okay?" your shivering stopped as you hugged nanami, "just scared . . ." he groaned as he shifted his position, making the both of you more comfortable.

he held you in his grasp, you being embraced by his warmth, comfort, and protection.

nanami lit a candle so that the two of you could have some light. as he placed the lighter down, he hugged you tighter than ever, just to check if you were still there.

nanami smiled as he looked down at your figure, so small and so fragile to his touch.

"don't worry. as long as i'm here, you don't have to be scared."

✩ — a/n ; for god help me please (boom clap thunder roar boom boom crack whatever sounds thunder makes ig).

nanami kento who loves collecting books. he has a whole room dedicated to his massive book collection that he has collected over the years. multiple categories such as thrillers, comedy, romance, horror and so much more.

but, the most books he has collected over the past years are cookbooks. he absolutely loves cookbooks. he has little stands in his kitchen just for them so when he’s cooking something he could flip the little pages in the book for some advice.

nanami also adores nonfiction books. he loves how he could just read and read and learn about more things as he flipped through the pages with his slender fingers.

the thing he loves most about books is that you can never get tired of them. well . . . he could never get tired of them. if he misplaced a book that he hasn’t finished yet or loves so much, he would go absolutely insane.

but, the one reason why he loves books, is so that he could read it to you. he loves reading his books to you. nanami just loves the way your eyes droop to the sound of him calmly reading you a romance novel or just a children’s book in general. he loves the way your eyes become heavy and your breathing becomes stable as you slowly fall asleep on his chest. he loves the way you just become slump and unconscious in his lap while he’s rocking back and forth on his chair that he purchased specifically for these moments. he loves the way that your chest rises and falls when he gets distracted from the sentence that he’s on.

nanami kento loves books, but not as much as he loves you.

nanami kento who wakes up bright and early just to make you breakfast. he noticed how tired you were last night from coming home from a sixteen-hour shift and decided you needed a break from everyday activities.

nanami kento who is an expert at cooking breakfast and knows exactly what you want in the morning. exactly three pancakes with a side of bacon and eggs. even though you rarely eat it all, he knows that it's your favorite meal of the day.

nanami kento who puts on his favorite apron in order to cook your delicious meal that you beg for every single day. he doesn't care if he gets it dirty or anything, he just knows he put a lot of work and effort into making you happy.

nanami kento who is a professional pancake flipper and flips pancakes every time he makes breakfast. he remembers when you clapped every time he didn't drop the pancake on the floor, wiping an upcoming drop of sweat off of his forehead.

nanami kento who cooks bacon just right. not too crispy, but no too raw. he knows exactly how you like your bacon cooked and never fails to cook it wrong. except for that one time that he accidentally left the bacon on for too long and the whole kitchen was on fire and you had to call the fire department.

nanami kento who makes your eggs big and fluffy so you could enjoy your favorite part of the meal. he also puts a little bit of salt and pepper on it to boost the flavor that makes your mouth water.

nanami kento who puts all of his famous cooking on a plate and brings it up to your shared bedroom. as he opens the door, he sees your sleeping figure start to rise — probably because you smelled the scent of food.

nanami kento who sits down on the bed with you as he gives you your wonderful breakfast in order for it to be half devoured later.

nanami kento who has a little smile on his face for how your eyes light up from just seeing his cooking in general.

nanami kento who tells you to eat it all because that breakfast was made with love.

nanami kento who comes home and opens the pantry in his house to see the pantry filled to the brim with his favorite type of bread. his jaw drops to the floor, his eyes pop out of their sockets, his mouth wide open in astonishment and he nearly passes out seeing the wonderful sight that was presented in front of his eyes.

🔍︎ | kento nanami ✰ fem!reader

s. | nanami kento just going about his day and enjoying life (with you <3)

wc. | 0.4k ✰ fluff

an. | thank you so much @princeasimdiya12 for this request! also i broke my spacebar so i had a really hard time writing this. overall enjoy!

MORNINGS WITH NANAMI ARE AN ABSOLUTE BLESSING. 

him waking up just to fix you a five-star course meal and leaving you in your sleeping state, only for you to be woken up by the sweet scent of bacon cooking and pancakes rising. he greets you with a kiss on your forehead while holding his freshly prepared coffee in his hand, looking at you in the most soft and comforting way. he mutters a quiet, “good morning beautiful.” while he leads you to the dining table to enjoy your meal. as you sit down, nanami finishes up in the kitchen and fixes you a plate first. he loves seeing your reaction while enjoying the meal he made for you. he softly smiles into his hand from across the table at your reaction. “god she is so beautiful.” he thinks to himself.

AFTERNOONS WITH NANAMI ARE AN ABSOLUTE BLESSING.

the park was nice today. not too many people were outside with their kids or their dogs playing fetch. only a few people populated the park by jogging and doing exercisable activities. you and nanami on the other hand were sitting on a bench together enjoying your sandwiches that you bought from a nearby subway. of course, nanami loves subway (obviously) so you decided to give it a try also. you were dazzled by how good the sandwiches tasted and how good the cookies tasted also. nanami usually didn’t get cookies, only the sandwiches. “it tastes good, doesn’t it?” he asked politely, looking in your direction. you happily nodded as a smile grew on nanami’s face. a few crows tried to bite some of your sandwich but nanami scared them away. you two finished off your sandwiches before taking a nice, relaxing walk around the park.

NIGHTS WITH NANAMI ARE AN ABSOLUTE BLESSING.

nanami had just finished washing up as he changed into some sweatpants and a t-shirt that perfectly hugged his muscles. you were wearing his blue button up with nothing underneath (since it felt comfortable to you). you and nanami would usually watch a movie before going to sleep since it puts him to sleep more easily. once the movie was over, nanami would be knocked out with his arm snaked around your waist. you were also asleep also so you didn’t know of these actions, once you woke up from your little nap, you heard nanami’s slow and calm breathing, signaling that he was asleep. you softly smiled as you buried your head into his chest and fell asleep to his soft heartbeat.

NANAMI IS OVERALL AN ABSOLUTE BLESSING.

*layin on bed*

You: Nanami come on…

Nanami: I can’t.

You: why not, it’s already late. Plus you look extra tired.

Nanami: I’m doing my taxes, honey.

You: *moans* gosh, that’s so f*cking hot! (´ཀ`)

Nanami: I know baby, I know.

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*i got inspiration on an audio I heard on tiktok. I also saw an account who did an animation or drawing of it so credits to them, i honestly don’t remember their user*

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You: Kento, here me out, okay?

Nanami: Hmmm?

You: A 3 hour makeout session.

Nanami: …

You: Wait, I haven’t gotten to the best part. Plus, inappropriate touching.

Nanami: *sighs and undos his tie*

You: …or not…

Nanami: I never said no.

You: No, I just can’t…

Nanami: Oh darling, but why not?

You:..cuz, I’m a virgin…

Nanami: *gently holds your chin up to meet his gaze* Baby, I know that you’re physically a virgin but mentally you’re a wh♡re.

You: Kento, baby can I ask you a question?

Nanamin: Knock yourself out

You: (dreamingly saying) don’t you ever think or dream of your “Dream Job”?

Nanamin: (deadpan look) Honey. I don’t dream of labor.

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Nanami felt bad for the bad response so he ended up eating her kitty (΄◉◞౪◟◉｀) to make her feel better:)