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nanami does not swear in front of you

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nagi seishiro drabbles: part 1 and part 2

you and nagi play coc!

whenever nagi hugs you...

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it was silly, really. but a stubborn man like nanami, he'd much rather do all this than just admit to himself that he was deeply in love with you.

so when nanami's favourite student goes missing and he and gojo must come to you to discuss how to find him, nanami feels the edges of his nerves begin to fray, and begs himself not to lose composure in front of you.

yuji had a session with you which was known by both gojo and nanami. the next day, he went missing, and the two teachers came knocking on the door of your office, asking to come in. gojo looked as relaxed as usual, but there was something different about nanami you couldn't quite pin down.

confused, you let the two men into your office, taking your seat at your desk and watching as their presence took up all the remaining space on the other side.

"so," you began, "to what do i owe the pleasure?"

gojo spoke up before nanami had the chance. "it seems our yuji has gone missing."

your heart dropped to your stomach. yuji was such a sincere and pure soul, who already had too much in store for him that any teenage boy should need to handle. your expression betrayed your panic entirely, and you averted your gaze from the two men in front of you as you searched your memory for any clues as to where he might have gone.

nanami cleared his throat. "if there's any information you could share, it would be a great place to start."

you looked up at nanami and met his eyes. he seemed calm at first glance, which eased your nerves greatly. but as you looked at him, you noticed the whites of his knuckles.

nanami, on the other hand, could feel his professionalism slowly eroding, as panic and worry began to take over. though he knew how silly it was, he could not help but blame himself for yuji's disappearance; though he wanted to give you words of reassurance that yuji will be brought home, he found himself choking on the words, unable to get them out, overcome by his own anxiety.

working for a jujutsu school, there was no shortage of scary situations that had you chewing the skin of your lips. but one thing that always calmed you down, was the assurance and stoicity of nanami kento. how nothing ever seemed to bother him, how he had a solution to almost every problem, you appreciated greatly how much ease he granted you as coworkers. at times you did wonder, however, what he looked like under stress. now, with his pale knuckles and the single strand of hair lying out of place atop his forehead, you knew you were witnessing it now.

your main concern was yuji. he had gone missing, but you had an idea where he might be. in your session, he had spoken of a place his grandfather would visit often. it was almost too obvious that yuji might have gone there. the only problem was, the area was now abandoned, and there was intense curse activity there now. yuji is strong and could look after himself, but he was still a child and more importantly, your student. you were desperate for him to be safe.

you tell gojo and nanami what you know, and the two decide to head to the location immediately. you stand up after them.

"i want to come with you."

gojo responds immediately. "good idea."

then there was a beat of silence. his expression hardens and fist clench impossibly harder. you thought you heard the twang of a cord snapping.

"absolutely the f*ck not." he says. gojo snorts.

"excuse me?!" you say. gojo starts laughing.

"nanamin, to think you would swear in front of the lady..."

nanami's expression was inexplicable. the stress remained evident, yet a violent blush atop his cheeks and his mouth slightly ajar betrayed him greatly. he began stammering, as if he was undecided between pouring out a sonnet as an apology or recentering the conversation to the topic at hand. you had never seen nanami so...unravelled. completely undone. all because he had sworn in front of you.

"i'm going, nanami. he's my student too, and i want to be there to support him immediately...and i can handle myself."

he still had not recollected himself. gojo was still laughing, and you were on the verge of giggling yourself.

after his second—or maybe third attempt—of clearing his throat, nanami was finally able to speak.

"i would really...not advise you to come. i cannot guarantee your safety."

"ehh...nanamin's worrying a bit too hard for our little guidance counsellor..." gojo muses. "did you forget it's yuji that's missing—not her, haha!"

you locked eyes with nanami, who's ears were tinted a bright pink. you weren't stupid; you could hazard a guess as to why nanami was this worried for you, but the thought was too overwhelming, suffocating you as much as his steeled gaze was in that moment. you chose to ignore the possibility, no matter how obvious it felt.

it felt like an eternity between each sentence you spoke, but eventually, with gojo taking the lead, the three of you had drawn up an extraction plan, prioriting both yuji's and your safety. nanami also, through a strained, desperate tone of voice, apologised to you for swearing, which made you laugh more than anything. he said he would not blame you for any lack of professionalism for the foreseeable future, given his unforgivable blunder, which you found equally absurd as you did adorable.

yuji was, eventually, found and returned to the school safely. he had run away, but after an honest talk and a promise to continue talking the next day (it was late at night by the time you all had returned to school), yuji accepted and came back with the three of you.

"i'm sorry again," yuji croaks, a final tear falling down his cheek, "i've been such a trouble."

your heartstrings tugged so tight you thought they might snap. you were stood in front of yuji by the door of his dorm, flanked by nanami and gojo. you leaned over and wiped yuji's tear, but as you tried to speak words of comfort, you choked. though you were a guidance counsellor, and though the difficult situations the jujutsu students faced was something you were used to, even you struggled to uphold your strength at times. it was so...taxing. these kids had only one reprieve: each other. but kids are not therapists.

your tears threatened to fall, and you willed them not to. as you desperately tried to recollect yourself, nanami stepped forward.

"you have been no trouble at all, yuji-kun. you are a credit to this school; you should never feel like anything less. now, we have all had a long day. i suggest you go to bed immediately. gojo will write your incident report."

"and don't worry, i'll keep it brief." gojo winked at yuji. "ice cream treat tomorrow, on me. get some rest, yuji-kun."

yuji wishes you all good night and heads inside, while gojo claims to want to get the report done early, and leaves you and nanami left in the hallway.

you were stunned. "i've never seen gojo rush to get work done, haha. how odd." though you had an inkling as to why gojo did that—his smirk at nanami before he left almost confirming your suspicions.

nanami clears his throat and says your name. "i'm glad—very glad, actually—that you are unharmed. that could have been very dangerous and i...dread to think what might have...happened..."

you gaze up at nanami, slightly surprised by his boldness.

"i feel the same way, nanami-san. i...was worried for you too...just as you were for me."

you hoped he realised what you meant.

"e-earlier...when you asked to join the mission, i shouldn't have–i mean, it was completely unprofessional of me–i hope you can forgive–"

"nanami."

"yes?"

"it's okay." you giggle. "i don't mind you swearing, actually, it was a nice change to see you unravelled like that. i thought you were hot."

"i–you–what?"

"yeah, you're really hot, nanami-san."

somehow, he looked just as unravelled now as he did earlier in the day. you giggled at his shocked state, and you could have sworn his blush deepened.

"but...if you really feel that bad, i have a way you can make it up to me." this made him snap into focus.

"of course. name it."

"take me out for dinner."

his head practically exploded.