#kentona

"Please, answer me!" You cry out in the air when you heard the dial tone ringing, on his end, for the nth time. You must have called Kento an innumerable number of times. Pacing around in circles in the living room, you look at the clock and notice that it was past 6pm. There were very few cases where he came back home later than usual. But even then, he'd notify you whenever he'd be late. This was the first time he didn't communicate anything at all.

knock knock

Suddenly, you hear two knocks on your door. Worry started to sink in because Kento wouldn't knock on the door. When you check the phone for any more texts from him, you saw that the last text that he sent you was: Darling, I will always love you... Your breathing staggers, meanwhile you hear two more knocks on your door.

Four knocks. You'd watched Doctor Who the other day, and the last time they mentioned four knocks, you knew things were not great at all. Something was bound to happen. So, this seemed quite ominous. This time, however, you couldn't imagine this happening to you.

Mentally preparing your worst-case scenario, you open the door to see Yuuji Itadori, all battered, bloodied, and bruised from combat. "Itadori-kun, is everything okay? Where is Kento?" you ask him with a quivering breath. "(Y/N)-san," Itadori continue, panting and trembling, seeming clueless about the next few words he was going to say. Eventually, he lets go and his eyes start to swell up with tears. "Nanamin, he..." "Did he die?" You put it bluntly, causing Itadori to silently nod and be surprised at the same time.

You weren't sure why you did that. You weren't the blunt one, he was. Kento was always the logical one out of the two of you. He had a plan for everything, he was always blunt in his approach. A realist. But ever since he met you, his life was filled with joy, peace, hope & love. You were someone who had a positive outlook on life. You were better at expressing compassion than he was. Not to say that he wasn't compassionate, it's just that his way of showing kindness was like the silent rustling of leaves. You don't hear it often, but when you do, it feels peaceful.

When you two eventually got married, you knew that the future would be unsteady, like if you're walking with high heels on cobblestones. His job came with its challenges. While the idea of fighting cursed spirits seemed rather intriguing, interesting, and intimidating, you were willing to support him all the way through. Come September, when you learned that you were pregnant with his baby, you were wanting to tell him so as to surprise him. You had a plan that once you were a family, you’d go to Malaysia, read some books on the beach and enjoy a much-needed honeymoon with you.

However, when he confessed how dangerous the Shibuya incident would be, you had no choice but to tell him and told him that he had to stay alive, for her and for the baby. No sooner did he hear the good news, than he started to cry. He, of all people, could never imagine being a father, let alone being a good father. He never usually talks about his family, because when he wants to, all the hurt comes up in front of him. But with you, it was easy. He was able to pour out all the hurt that he’d held in his heart.

He had a really bad childhood growing up. His mother was very kind to him, but his father? He didn't have a relationship with his father. He would place a lot of expectations on Kento. When he learned that Kento wanted to go to Tokyo Jujutsu High INSTEAD of a normal high school, only Kento could feel the number of times he was thrashed by his father. So, he was looking forward to being a better father, for the sake of the baby, for your sake, and for a chance at redemption, in life.

You’d promise to be there for each other, forever. But, it seemed that someone took it away from you. No, they stole it from you. “Itadori-kun, how did it happen?” You ask him with a straight face. Itadori was too scared to utter the whole story.“Ma-Ma-Ma-Mahito, he…” Itadori kept stuttering. You noticed the look in his eyes. It seemed to have been bloodshot for a while in anger. This poor kid was under Kento's tutelage for a while so it hurt him all too much.

Sighing, you take Itadori into your arms and let him shed his tears peacefully. As you take Itadori into your home and start tending to his wounds, you turn to see a small silhouette of someone you thought you knew. You squint your eyes and to your surprise, you see Kento in front of you. But he didn’t look like the Kento you knew. He did not have his glasses. He was scorched on one side. He looked exhausted. Yet he stood there, smiling. You look at him and decide to have a telepathic conversation as it would spook Itadori out if you spoke out loud...

“Hi, love,” Kento softly calls out to you. You scowl at him and exclaim, “Don’t hi, love me. Who did this to you?” Kento raised his palm forward to calm you down. He then said, “(Y/N), darling. It’s okay. You’ll see that this is for the benefit of …” You then scream, “Don’t you dare be the one giving me this “benefit of mankind” bullshit. Kento, please don’t go. Our baby…” He then smiles at you, with a tear in his eye, saying, “Our baby will have your eyes. Maybe my hair, but definitely your eyes. I love you (Y/N). I have a strong feeling that she, because I want the baby to be a girl, will grow to be the best woman she wants to be, because of you.”

Tears start to stream down your cheeks. “But she’ll not have you, Kento.” You cry out loud. “Neither will I. Neither will I…” No sooner did Kento's apparition disappear than all the equipment you were using to tend to Itadori fell out of your hand as you fell to the ground on your knees.“(Y/N)-san, are you okay?” Itadori screams out to you, holding you by your arms. “Itadori-kun,” you reply, trembling, slowly becoming numb with tears streaming down your cheeks as reality starts to sink in. “Kento and I were going to have a baby. We were going to be a family.” It was now Itadori’s turn to envelop you in his arms as you first were silent, then you started to cry, muffled by Itadori’s shirt.

Itadori could then feel that his shirt had been drenched by your pool of tears but he didn’t care. The most important person in their lives had just been killed. You, however, sang a song that felt apt for this moment. “ I stay up all night, tell myself I’m all right, baby you’re just harder to see than most…I put the record on, wait ‘til I hear our song, every night I’m dancing with your ghost, every night I’m dancing with your ghost… “ and with that, you start to close your eyes. You knew your life would now not be the same with him not being around. But, you were certain that he will still linger on, in your memories, in Itadori, and in your baby. And with that, you drift off to sleep, thinking about what would happen when you both meet again.

A/N: I was beginning to write a compilation of oneshots for Nanami on Quotev and that's when this idea came to my head. The way I cried like a baby when I heard this song and thought of him. I love him so much. Thank you for reading btw. It means a lot. Hope you have a great weekend <3

Tetsuro Kuroo

key lime: how would you describe your self-ship’s aesthetic?

Light academia. Expect moments of us having witty banters, running around the house, getting away on long drives, loud music, mad dancing, flicking food at each other while we’re cooking, game nights with friends, working on our presentations together even if we’re in different professions, traveling to coffee shops (a must for us), and excessive PDA from us XD But I can never imagine a better lover than him. The freedom I have in him to be who I and vice versa, it’s beautiful. We’re bold, passionate and full of joy.

raspberry swirl: how does your F/O cheer you up when you are feeling down?

Hmm, he’d cheer me up with corny jokes, sarcastic remarks, impromptu dancing, hugs me so as to help me cry, nose kisses, puts me in bed with some calming music to help me sleep. The next morning, when I wake up, he prepares breakfast in bed, calls our bosses to give me a day off work ‘cause I’m still not okay, and spends the whole day sitting by my side as we watch movies, and have the most random conversations. I’m upset with him for that, but I’ll not have it either way ♥️

Kento Nanami

key lime: how would you describe your self-ship’s aesthetic?

Absolutely dark academia with no question. Expect our nights or even weekends to be full of discussing of books, philosophical conversations and cooking together. He’s profoundly wise, so if I give him a topic that he knows and likes to talk about, (eg: bread or economy), he can talk on end for hours. Expect us gifting each other poems with roses, every poem invoking a deep conversation ‘cause it’s embedded with metaphors. And Kento Nanami as a poet faaaaaar greater than I can ever be. We’re intense, sapiosexual, and romantic.

raspberry swirl: how does your F/O cheer you up when you are feeling down?

He’d see me that I’m upset, not say anything, sit or stand or lie beside me, run his hand along my back and engulf me in a tight embrace. He doesn’t need to say anything, but a “this will not change the fact that I love you,” or “it will be okay, we’ll get through this,” and that’ll be enough for me to cry and vent it all out. Then he’d cook for me and play some soft music as we turn our conversation for some light hearted moments.

Jotaro Kujo

key lime: how would you describe your self-ship’s aesthetic?

Dark academia probably? Arguments galore. He’s a tsundere, doesn’t always express much, but shows it with actions. So, we used argue over little things and it’s probably at the risk of him picking me up like that in public settings 😂 But, when we slow dance, you can see it in our eye contact, our hand holding and our smiles that our love for each other is powerful enough to overshadow all the other couples in that room and overcome trials and tribulations. We’re rebellious, sacrificial and we get lost in each other.

raspberry swirl: how does your F/O cheer you up when you are feeling down?