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mvffy0 · 2 months

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To make up for your latest post that had angst with no comfort, i think i want more 😁

high school! reader being a menace and trying to always get nanami’s attention but he’s great at rejecting her

you ask, you shall receive‼️

“In our garden where love blooms”

Highschool! Nanami Kento x reader

word count: 4456

i actually hate the way i wrote this BUT i couldnt leave u empty handed 😕🫶🏻

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You had decided that today was absolutely perfect. The midnight showers left shiny dewdrops on every surface, and the air smelled of fresh earth and life. The wind blew softly, tousling your hair and whispering promises of continued good weather. The sun casts gentle rays through the booming clouds, illuminating your joyful face. Porcelain clouds float aimlessly above, casting fluffy shadows on the looming school before you. You take in a sharp breath of air as you walk through the Jujutsu school grounds, equipped with a beautiful handpicked bouquet rivalling those professionally made. happily humming a tune, you quicken your pace. Today was definitely the perfect day to confess. What could go wrong?

“Marry me, Kento!” you exclaimed, holding the bouquet up to his face.

“No” Nanami states flatly, accepting the flowers but deadpanning at your shamelessness. This was, what? The 5th confession this week? He had no clue why you were so adamant despite the countless rejections. He wishes you would stop, not out of irritation but for both his sake and yours. He doesn’t enjoy rejecting you, but relationships in the world of jujutsu are never a clever idea.

“C’mon Ken! just one date? I promise it’ll be worth your while.”

And then there was that nickname. Ken. Clueless as to why you keep calling him that and tired from trying to decipher your antics, he coolly brushes you off and continues his walk to class.

Only to hear the sound of light jogging growing louder behind him, later to be met with your voice whispering in his ear.

“Where are you headed off to, Ken?”

He hates that your sudden close proximity made his heart swell.

“Class. As should you.” He replies curtly, quickening his pace in an attempt to lose you. Instead, you eagerly tail behind him, a large grin on your face. He sighs inwardly. Poor Kento could feel a migraine coming on.

He walked faster, missing the dejected look on your face, and eventually met up with Haibara to walk to class together.

Namami made a vow to always keep things short and to the point with you. God knows what type of ideas you would get if he engaged in real conversation with you.

He would never say it aloud, but had you both been normal people and under completely different circumstances, he would have accepted your confession the first time. He did like you, after all. but you didn’t need to know that.

•••

He solemnly recalls his first encounter with you earlier that year. You had just transferred to the esteemed Tokyo Jujutsu High School and had decided to come earlier than necessary to “scope out the scene” (your words, not his). On a weekend, to be exact, when you (again,in your own words when retelling the story to Haibara and Kento) knew your soon-to-be classmates would be lazing around and wasting time.

He remembers you scaring them and somehow manipulating yu into dragging you around campus all day. Kento remembers everything from that day, from the way your hair bounced as you excitedly ran with yu to your next location, down to every last detail of the outfit you wore. What he remembered most of all, however, was the staring. During your first encounter, you could not keep your eyes off him for reasons he (at the time) could not fathom. Though he would never admit it, during your first interaction, you’d managed to catch his attention as well. He thought you were quite beautiful, and it confused him to no end why someone like him piqued your interest. That day ended faster than he would have liked, and despite his best efforts to conceal the way he felt, yu could tell you piqued Kento's interest as well. Too bad Nanami didn't know you were going to be a constant thorn in his side come your official enrollment at that school.

•••

You dreamily recall your first encounter with Kento at the start of your school year. You had to admit, you were a bit nervous going into a school completely based on sorcery. not because you would struggle, as your cursed technique allowed you to create a number of portals that double as storage with the ability to appear anywhere, making combat quite easy. You were nervous about the social aspect, having never interacted with other sorcerers before. So, since it was a live-in school, after checking in with your higher-ups and getting the green light, you decided to visit on a weekend to familiarize yourself with the campus and some of the students.

An entire hour had passed, and you continued to walk, exasperated. Just how big was this campus? And where were the students?? All the nerves had long diminished from your body, leaving only the feeling of mild annoyance. ‘Whatever’ you thought, ‘Im bound to meet someone eventually’

While wandering aimlessly, you happened upon one of the main buildings, only to spot two boys walking in an open hallway, their stark contrast beckoning you closer. One seemed to be bouncing off the walls with joy, talking loudly with a huge grin plastered on his face, his large, doe-like eyes only adding to his loud appearance. You couldn’t get a good look at the other as he walked with his body turned towards their friend. You noticed their uniforms, quietly cheering that you had finally found students who looked to be around your age.

You chuckled quietly, deciding it would be fun to mess with them after having nothing to do for hours. Using your technique to open a portal directly above the two, you entered it, laughing to yourself.

“BOO!” you shouted, nothing but your torso hanging down from the ceiling.

The one with the doe eyes screamed, clinging to his companion and looking at you frantically, the companion in question not so much as flinching. You giggled, still upside down from the ceiling, and outstretched your hand in greeting towards the boys.

“Im (name), I'll be joining you guys soon. Nice to meet you!” You offered a sympathetic grin to the boy you scared, asking for his name. You were no longer using your technique and were now standing in front of the two.

wait. pause.

You hadn’t looked at the two properly before, courtesy of one, being upside down and two, being too preoccupied scaring the pair of boys. So you didn't blame yourself for not realizing sooner that one of them was drop. dead. gorgeous! Your eyes flitted over his figure, taking in every enticing detail. the way his parted blonde hair fell over his face, how his pine-green eyes narrowed in annoyance at you, how he clenched his jaw slightly, how his clothes hung loosely on his tall frame yet hugged him in all the right places, and was that an ear piercing?? His never-ending, seemingly effortless beauty astonished you. He could tell you were staring, you realized, and with an irritated click of his tongue, you were snapped out of your daze. Straightening your posture, you nervously shifted your legs under his gaze. God, why hadn't you just walked over like a normal person?!

“Yu Haibara!” The brown-haired one answered your earlier quip energetically, having regained his composure in the short time you spent ogling the ethereal man before you. “And this is Kento Nanami!” The boy being referred to did nothing but scoff. Resisting the urge to squeel excitedly, in that moment, was taking every ounce of your power. Even his name was attractive! You were totally and utterly infatuated with this boy. How could you not be? Call it cliché, but it was literally love at first sight. He possessed beauty rivalling that of an intricately sculpted Greek statue. No, scratch that—a Greek god.

“We’re the only other first-years! Nice to meet you!” Haibara declared and swiftly interrupted your thoughts

He took his hand in yours, shaking it firmly before you could fully process what he said, too heavily occupied with staring owlishly at Nanami.

Cue Haibara and Kento (mainly Haibara) showing you around until the sun set and you decided it was time to head home. You went to sleep giddy that night, making it your goal from then on to bag yu's beautiful best friend.

That was months ago, and you were currently in your room, hugging your pillow absentmindedly and sulking. You sighed, recalling Nanami's rejection that morning on his way to class. It had been your 5th one this week (he probably wasn't counting); how had none of them been accepted? especially since this one was so flawlessly planned. In your opinion, it was complete and utter perfection. He took the flowers, at least, but you’ve realized he takes all of your gifts out of respect. What was Kento, if not a gentleman? You took a long inhale, got up, and left your quarters to embark on a stroll to the one spot you claimed earlier in the year, deciding it was no use getting hung up on rejection. It was only a matter of time before he said yes.

•••

Grabbing a small vase and filling it up with water, Kento gently placed your flowers in the glass and set it on his desk. Noticing there was a note in the wrapping, he read it over, his ears flushing completely. You expressed your love for him so openly and so deeply that, at times, it hurt him to reject you so harshly. A small part of him enjoyed the attention he received from you, however, this was a secret he’d whisper to nobody but himself. Nanami really wished you two had met under different circumstances, where the looming promise of death by curse had not been a concrete wall blocking him from entertaining your romantic advances. He opened his small cabinet dedicated to the several trinkets you’ve gifted him and carefully placed the note inside. He’d just have to get over his silly crush, for your sake and for his. What better way to take your mind off of something than a walk?

•••

“oh! you’re here..”

“….”

It was late afternoon when you decided to take a walk; however, you had been out for a while, and the sun was now setting. You stood in front of Nanami, mere feet away, feeling anxious. He was the one thing you were trying not to think about on your walk, and seeing him made your face flush. You should probably leave before you say something that’ll make this awkward. you’ve reached your confession limit for the week; maybe you’ll get lucky come next Monday. spinning on your heel in a desperate attempt to flee, you were stopped by the sound of Kento's deep, gentle voice, hoarse from hours of unuse.

“Would you like to join me?” He asked slowly, looking off to the side, unable to meet your gaze. If he had looked, he would have been met with a baffled expression, pure confusion evident in your features. Ken?? Wanted to go on a walk?? with YOU?

“C-can you repeat that?” You spluttered, dumbfounded. There is simply no way Nanami would willingly spend time with you one-on-one. Sure, you were friends, but you only hung out with him in groups consisting of yu and the second-years. never alone.

“Nevermind.” Now it was his turn to flee, as he spun on his heel and started to walk away, his ears hot. Did he seriously just do that? Since when did he start making irrational decisions?

you grinned. His bashful actions only answered your doubts. It was nice seeing Nanami ask you something for once, even more so because he was flustered.

You quickly caught up to him,grinning as an idea formed in your head. “C’mon, I have something I want to show you!” You exclaimed, swiftly grabbing his hand and dragging him along. He let out a yelp, his ears burning with the heat of a thousand suns. He really hopes you don't turn around right now; he’d hate for you to get any ideas from his expression. Then again, he had been the one who asked you, even if it had been a spur-of-the moment decision. and he definitely didn't mind the way your delicate hands tightly grasped his as you ran with him through the fields, laughing as the wind blew in your hair. Biting back a smile, he studied what he could from his view behind you. God, you were beautiful. He just wished he could tell you.

“We’re here! What do you think?”

Nanami’s body betrayed him, with a gasp spilling out of his parted lips. You had taken him to a small clearing behind one of the many unused buildings littering the Jujutsu High School campus. It sported what seemed to be hundreds of different flowers of every kind and colour, a small koi pond dead in the centre. Two boulders sat in front of the pond, acting as chairs. You pulled him towards them and sat down, signalling for him to do the same. Fireflies flitted around the scenery, offering a tender glow to the breathtaking scene. Who knew his school had something like this?

“I like to come here to think,” you started, interrupting Kento's train of thought, “or just to get away. This world of sorcery can just be a bit... too much sometimes, you know?” You paused, gazing at your friend through thick lashes. He nodded in reply, staring at you intently. The moon was high in the vast midnight sky, with stars painted endlessly across it. The light from above cast an ethereal glow on Nanami. He truly did look like an angel, and just like a real one, he was incredibly hard to reach. Ken was so close, yet always, no matter how hard you tried, he was entire worlds away. You hated it. Why couldn't he see that you loved him? The fact that he was worlds away held no significance. You would gladly travel past worlds on a journey to the ends of the universe if it meant Ken would accept you. You couldn't help it anymore. You couldn't wait until next week to try and confess again. curse you for ruining such a tender moment.

“Ken...” you began, halting only to bring his hands closer to yours. He never made an effort to let go, only fueling your confidence and driving you forward.

Your determined eyes met his wide ones. He knew what was coming, and it pained him all the same.

“I really do like you, you know? and I already know what you’re going to say, but even so, I can't help myself. You're the one who makes my dull days full of life and gives them meaning. This terrible world of jujutsu is a little more bearable thanks to you.” You looked at him, eyes soft and your face beaming. His breath hitched. “I’ve got eyes for nobody but you, Kento." You finished, lifting your intertwined hands and placing a light kiss on the back of his hand.

Oh god, you have done it now. Nanami had no idea what to say or how to reply. It wasn’t unusual for you to confess out of the blue, but this?? Out of every confession he received from you, this had to be the most heartfelt. No, he thought, he needed to prioritize his morals and preserve the future. Relationships and sorcery do not. mix.

But how could he turn you away when you had practically cut your soul open and revealed all of its contents to the boy? You had poured your heart out, and he could tell that a rejection now would ruin things far worse than future heartache could.

His mind was going haywire; there was no coherent thought in his mind when suddenly he could feel his free hand cup the side of your face, and before he knew it, your lips were locked and parted just as fast. It had been a short, sweet kiss—a cushion for the upcoming disappointment of his next words. It was now Kento's turn to pour his heart out.

You were still processing the kiss when your name slipping from Nanami's tongue caught your attention. You faced him, starstruck and in utter shock, unable to think coherently. Had he, did he just??? huh? what? Had he liked you this entire time? Or did he kiss you because it felt right? You had no way of explaining the events that had just transpired, and trying to decipher them was short-circuiting your brain.

A deep voice uttering your name once more broke you from your stupor, gaining your attention.

“You are aware that we are both Jujutsu sorcerers, correct?”

“Yeah, what about it?” you asked, confused.

He suddenly took both your hands in his, shooting you a sullen expression.

“In our line of work, death is the most common and expected outcome. no matter how strong you are or how much you try to prevent it. A jujutsu sorcerer’s destiny is to die. Whether it is on a mission or from their own insanity, something is guaranteed to go wrong. I cannot possibly enter a relationship knowing that one of us will be heartbroken, and in the end, it will be either of us alone while the other is 6 feet under.”

there. He said it. the words he had been wanting to say since the day you first proclaimed your love. He was simply stating the truth in order to prevent a future disaster. So why did you look so dejected? And why did it make his heart throb?

“I value you more than you could ever know,” Kento started in an attempt to salvage the situation, “and...had we met under different circumstances, I would have accepted your confession the first time. and every one after that, if it meant I got to hear that you love me as much as I do you. but you understand that this isn't a good decision if we both get hurt in the end.” He concluded, his hands dropping to his sides as he stood up to leave. You grabbed him, standing up, a distressed look on your face.

“Can’t we try, Kento?”

You were pleading with him now. His heart clenched, and he could feel a lump forming in his throat.

“It would be foolish to even entertain that idea. Im sorry.” And with that, he was gone, leaving you alone in the garden where you had poured out your soul and let him feast on its contents. What was the point of preventing future heartbreak when you were already devastated? Sure, he admitted he liked you as much as you did him, but it was all for naught if you could not be together. You wiped away tears you hadn’t realized rolled down your cheeks and made the trek back to your room, eager to sink into bed and just forget about the whole thing.

•••

As it turns out, you can't just “forget” such a traumatic situation. not when you’re in such close proximity almost every hour of the day with the one person involved.

It had been two weeks since that fateful night (unbeknownst to Haibara), and yu noticed the growing tensions between you and Nanami. He decided to brush it off; you two were probably dating in secret, he concluded. You’d tell him eventually. It would definitely explain why your weekly confessions seemed to have stopped as well, something even the second years noticed. Gojo teased you endlessly about it after he realized it, but stopped after getting scolded by an angry suguru and a disappointed shoko, both insanely tired of his antics. Yep, you two were probably just dating. He was happy for you two, truly. He’d have to ask about it after his mission. Speaking of, it seemed just about time. He got up abruptly, announced his departure, and scurried off to complete his task.

•••

shit

shit shit shit shit shit shit shit

This can’t be real, right?

Your thoughts were all over, and your mind scrambled. It had been said that yu had been sent on a particularly nasty mission. It had been said that the curse was special-grade and was falsely graded. It had been said that it was far too difficult an exorcism for Haibara, who was a mere second-grade. It had been said that Haibara suffered multiple severe injuries, including a fatal blow to the head. It had been said that yu was dead.

You rushed to the lower levels of the main schoolhouse, past the nurse's office, all the way down to the morgue. You stopped at the doorframe. Kento was already there, his steely, watery eyes narrowed, his sharp jaw tight, and his fists clenched at his sides. A body covered by a thin white cloth was lying on the table directly in front of him. That was all the conformation you needed, and you had already begun shedding tears before you reached the table. There you had seen yu, battered, bloody, cold, dead. It wasn't long before your crying had become wailing, and you were rushed out of the room. Shoko had come to comfort you, and so had Suguru, but both had left after you had calmed down. Now it was just you and Nanami, stranded in the cold hallway outside the morgue. You didn't dare look at him, afraid he would see that you'd realized he was right, in a way. You and Nanami would eventually suffer the same fate as Haibara, whether it be a few or many years from now. But in your opinion, wasn’t that more reason to be together? to cherish the moments you can? to create memories that would otherwise not exist had you not taken your chance?

“Kento…” You said his name quietly. He was already aware of what you would say. He couldn’t handle this. not now

“Don't,” he said sharply, clenching his teeth.

“Ken, we only have each other-“

“I said dont.” he said, evidently louder than before.

“Don't you see? This is what happens to all sorcerers. THIS is what's going to happen to us. All of us! Do you really want that to happen? Do you want to end up like Haibara?”

Nanami didn't know when he had grabbed your arms, why he was squeezing so tight, or that there were tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

“It would be a waste not to be together before we end up like yu” you said, wincing from his grip but still standing tall.

“Kento, you cannot decide not to live just because you are inevitably going to die. its foolish.”

He lets go of you and looks at you, a hard expression planted on his sunken features. You had never seen him so serious before, and his expression sent a chill straight down your spine.

“To walk into heartbreak blindly is the real foolish choice. I would rather die alone like yu than die while I'm with you.”

God, that came out completely wrong, but he was too angry and devastated to correct himself. Your shocked expression and glossy eyes were the last thing he saw before you fled from the morgue hallway, not wanting him to witness you cry. not wanting him to see that he’d won.

Your legs pumped long and hard, seemingly on autopilot, before they took you to your spot. You sat by the pond, watching the koi swim gracefully, sobbing until your heart was full, then empty, then full, then empty again.

It was now dark out; long gone were the tears that occupied your earlier hours. It must have been almost half the day since you came here. Just as you were making your mind up to leave, you heard footsteps behind you, and your name falling from his gracious lips.

•••

Kento was already in his room, anger surging through his veins, most of it directed at the higher-ups who assigned yu to that mission, angry at yu for being so careless, angry at himself for not being able to do anything, and angry at you for...

What was he angry at you for? He thought carefully about what you had said—that line about not allowing death to stop you from living. He realized, begrudgingly, that you were right and that his previous way of going about things had been completely wrong. He should have just accepted you; maybe then you’d be comforting one another over Haibara's passing instead of fuming from an argument. He shouldn’t have lashed out on you like that; the recollection of the event filled his entire being with shame. He got up and practically ran out of his room, going to go find you. He had to apologize. He had to make things right before you were gone forever.

•••

The footsteps behind you came to a halt, and a low voice drawled out your name. You did not bother turning around. You already knew it was him.

"(name),” he repeated, urgency evident in his voice.

“I was just leaving, actually.” You stated, voice monotone with your back towards him.

“(name) please”

“Whatever you had to say to me has already been said.”

“(name) turn around.”

“Why should-”

"(NAME),” he shouted, his hand grasping your arm firmly. You hadn't heard him approach you.

“Please. Listen to me. Turn around”

He was pleading with you now, and somehow you couldn’t find it in your heart to ignore him.

You faced him slowly, mentally steeling yourself for whatever he had to say.

“I’m sorry”

huh?

“I treated you completely unfairly, (name). Maybe I have been from the start. You don't deserve someone who is so scared of a mere possibility that they aren’t willing to give you what you want. I shouldn't have lashed out on you; I should have never rejected you; and, most of all, I shouldn't have ever made you feel less than you are worth. You mean the world to me, (name); I’m sorry I couldn't tell you sooner.”

Your eyes welled up with tears, and you threw yourself onto Kento, both of your bodies falling into a bed of flowers, hugging him tight from fear he would let go. Nanami responded by hugging you back even tighter, pulling your face close to his, and connecting your lips in an effervescent, fiery kiss. You parted and smiled all the way up to your eyes, staring at Ken, who was mimicking your expression. Sitting up, he held his hands in yours and gazed at you lovingly, his lips parted in preparation to speak.

“I believe it's my turn to confess, no?”

You couldn’t believe your ears.

“(name), will you go out with me?”

The hundreds of kisses you planted on his face in response sufficed as an answer.

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