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Hungover

genre: comedy/crack

pairings: reader x nanami

synopsis: Your big day is right around the corner, and you were beyond happy to finally tie the knot with your fiancee, Kento Nanami. As his best friend and best man, Gojo insisted on throwing Nanami a bachelor party before he gets married to you. Of course, chaos is bound to happen if Gojo is in charge of anything, though.

warning: adult situations, profanity, and grammatical errors!

and… this is a rip-off of the movie “The Hangover” if it wasn’t obvious lol sorry not sorry

final note: this story is very random and has been sitting in my drafts for the longest. I’m probably not going to continue this, and it’s rushed because I was too lazy to edit lol. Anyways, enjoy the crack.

How could one bachelor party end up going so wrong?

Although Gojo was typically a lightweight when it came to the very mention of alcohol, he still never in a million years expected to become this shitfaced when downing the few drinks he did have last night. His head banged violently as if to constantly be beat like a drum, and his stomach bubbled with irritation as he twisted around in this small space he was enclosed in.

Gojo then retched back in abrupt confusion and slowly wiggled his butt in a side-to-side motion before a frown spread across his lips at how restricted his body felt.

And as Gojo’s palms curiously felt around the foreign walls that surrounded him, it dawned on him that he was no longer in his soft, cushioned bed– but instead sitting in something hard and uncomfortably narrow. His sore eyes slowly peeled open to reveal that he was sprawled in a bathtub, the water from its faucet slightly dripping onto his socks and the railing for the shower curtain sitting across his lap.

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characters ; kento nanami.

synopsis ; early mornings with kento nanami.

genre ; fluff.

word count ; 0.4k+

the alarm clock read 5:01AM—it's bright red color being brighter than usual. 

you nestled into your comfortable pillow, face buried within the confinements of the comfortable object, fluffiness overcoming your mind with nothing else. 

then, that's when it hits you. where did your boyfriend go? 

you were confused because he would always sleep next to you until you woke up. the television was always running (probably cooking shows or crime documentaries) while the sweet scent of morning coffee filled the air. but no, not today. nanami was nowhere to be seen. 

it was odd, but it also wasn't at the same time. nanami was an early bird, but he also enjoyed your company early in the morning. he loved seeing you rub your eyes and greet him with a warm good morning smile. that's what keeps him from straying from you every single day. 

you slightly opened your eyes to gain some more vision. you looked over to the dresser which was occupied by nanami's car keys along with his normal morning coffee—black specifically. it was still steaming, which means that it wasn't too long before he placed it there. 

suddenly, you heard a familiar set of footsteps coming up the flight of stairs. when the footsteps stopped, you saw a tall, handsome figure leaning against the door frame—occupied with a loosely tied apron. 

slightly looking up to you with a grin, nanami said, "good morning love," you smiled at the gentle comment. he apologized for the gentle intrusion, but of course, you didn't care. you really needed him to give you comfort so early in the morning. 

"why did you leave me so early?" you asked, whining into your words. he chuckled, "i was making breakfast. you were so tired, i thought i could sneak away unnoticed." nanami said, setting himself down on the bed against you. you placed your head on his chest comfortably, "i missed you." he grinned at the statement, "i miss you too." 

he placed a kiss on your forehead before silently drifting off to sleep to the soft sounds of your snores. 

the coffee on the dresser was growing cold, untouched at all. the liquid was still contained inside of the confinements of the object. 

birds began to chirp as the morning was starting to begin. 

nanami enjoyed your company, and he enjoyed yours. you two are like a team. a very strong team. 

the scent of the coffee began to wear off. as nanami came to his senses, he realized he came inside of the room to tell you that he made breakfast. once he looked down at your sleeping figure, he was dazed. he decided not to wake you up, you looked so peaceful in your little unconscious state. 

nanami laid back down, letting you rest against him. your gentle snores are what sent him to sleep the most. as the scent of the coffee was erased from existence, all was left was you and nanami. what a wonderful morning.

a/n ; for god help me please (good morning (or goodnight) to you all).

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.

with your head shoved into the pillow, your hand reaches back, lightly pushing at his stomach.

“mmph—give me a second, ohh—”

eyes rolling back into your head, you hand drops as he swings his hips harder, relentlessly prodding at that one spot in your cunt.

“kento!” you squeal, voice muffled and legs shaking, “i’m gonna cum again!”

he shushes you softly, a hand running down the curve of your ass. “i know baby, it’s okay.”

you shake your head, “‘m gonna die, ken—”

he laughs, watching your body shake in tandem with your orgasm. he’s holding your hips in place and he continues, pace never faltering. “you’re okay, sweet girl. just focus on feeling good.”

nanami leans down, kissing your temple. feeling his weight on you makes you drool, the warmth of his body addicting.

“more, please,” you slur, body flattening on the mattress. kento pulls out momentarily, pushing your legs together and sliding a pillow under your tummy before pushing back in.

“fuck!” you cry, hands pulling at his sheets, “fuck you!”

his weight presses you into the mattress. his teeth biting lightly at your ear. “one more baby, come on.”

“cumming ‘m cummin’, you—fuuuckk—”

“yeah,” he groans, feeling your cunt clench around him. he thinks he’s gonna lose his mind. sloppily kissing your cheek, his hand reaches up to grab your jaw, “you’re gonna make me cum sweet girl—where do you want it?”

“inside, please, i need it so bad.” you whine, turning your head to kiss him.

“you’re gonna kill me,” he mumbles, thrusting with a different fervour before dropping most of his weight on you, groaning in your ear.

“take it, baby, ‘s all yours.” you moan as you feel him filling you up, eyes almost crossing at the feeling.

nanami rolls off you momentarily, tucking your hair behind your ear and watching you catch your breath. he breathes out a chuckle, “so dramatic, you asked for this, remember?”

you try faking a frown but fail, your lips forming into a smirk instead. “what if i ask for it again?”

a hand playfully swats the swell of your ass, “you don’t know what you’re asking for, beautiful.”