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Update: 10/4/2024

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Nanami Kento x Reader

18+!!! Light smut. It doesn’t go into detail.

(Song Inspiration: Too Sweet by Hozier)

Laughter echoed in the hallway of the school. Nanami knew that laugh all too well. The laugh rings in his ears 24/7 every single day. He can picture the twinkle in those eyes. Picture the smile in his mind. His thoughts traveling down to the neck, how soft your skin feels and how they can feel against his lips—

“Nanami!”

“Kento!”

He shook his head back to reality and watched you walk down the hall towards him next to your brother. He cleared his throat to help clear his mind. In what world made you wear a thin-strapped, white dress with a slit that stopped mid-thigh? It was a tease, a tease of the dress revealing your legs he always found beautiful.

“Are you okay? You look flustered,” you said. Nanami was taken back and he immediately turned around. You stared at him with wide eyes before looking back to your older brother. “Is he okay?” Geto shrugged.

“Bad case of the shits?” Geto replied. You couldn’t help but laugh, but it all stopped as you stared at the empty hallway.

“I think he hates me,” you said sadly. “He never hangs around when I’m around.”

“You’re overthinking it,” Geto said. “Come on, you said you need a place to study? You have a final soon, right?”

“You’re so busy that you forgot, Suguru,” you said lightly. “Remember? In two weeks is my exam for my license. Gosh, you even went to my graduation.”

“Then why are you here to study? Satoru might distract you when he knows you’re here.”

“I like it here. But I have a request.” Geto raised an eyebrow at you. “I need coffee. But at my favorite cafe.” Geto sighed.

“I knew it. Alright, let’s go. I think the library is safe for now.”

Headphones were on, volume at a high level to block out the outside world. Your eyes focused on your laptop as you answered all of the questions and read the rationales. You wrote notes down when needed. And during your breaks, you would listen to a podcast to refresh your memories on certain concepts.

You took off your headphones and put your head down in your arms, your eyelids getting heavy and energy was quickly draining from your lack of caffeine. You know you only had yourself to blame. You were in the middle of studying yesterday when your friends text you if you wanted go out to eat and drink. You couldn’t decline. You figured the tiredness would be worth it. You took a deep breath, letting your tiredness lull you to sleep.

A cup of coffee was placed by your laptop. Your figure still deeply asleep, soft snores escaping you. Nanami couldn’t help but smile softly. He didn’t miss the tired look on your face. He already knew. You threw your studying plans away to go hangout. If he were with you, he would’ve had you stay home. But he isn’t and wasn’t with you.

Quietly, he pulled the empty chair back and took a seat by you. He studied your face. Soft and serene. Lips plump, tempting him to softly kiss you awake. He stopped himself. His hand halfway to curl the strands of your hair behind your ear. He pulled his hand back, yet the sound of your sigh made him jump back. You snuggled yourself more in your arms, the strap of your dress falling off your shoulder. Immediately, he stood up and walked away.

“Oh, Nanamin. What are you up to?” Gojo asked.

“Nothing,” he said as he walked away. Gojo watched Nanami walk away before turning back around. He smiled when he saw you. He quickly walk towards you, about to wake you up. Yet he stopped. He thought about Nanami’s frustrated self and back to you.

The lightbulb in his head lit up. He left the library and chased after Nanami.

“You have the hots for her!!” he yelled. Nanami felt the heat in his cheeks rise. His body was stiff as his steps faltered. Gojo triumphantly chuckled, more towards for himself.

“You don’t know anything,” he mumbled.

“What? Scared Suguru is going kill you? He rather you than me with her.” Nanami sighed and turned to face Gojo.

“We wouldn’t work out,” Nanami said. “She’s too carefree. She does what she wants whenever she wants. Our lives together would clash into a disaster.”

“So? Why? Too much for you?”

“Probably.”

“Give it a try?”

“No.” Gojo just shrugged.

“Have fun suffering then.” Nanami noticed the small nod from Gojo as his eyes looked down. Nanami looked down and groaned at himself. You drove him crazy. As innocent as you appear, he made sure you weren’t in his head. He adjusted his pants as he pulled them down slightly.

“Fuck…”

You slowly opened your eyes. The sight of coffee appeared in front of you. You quickly sat up and smiled widely. Immediately, you texted Geto thank you before taking a long sip.

Sugu: Thank Nanami. He offered.

You blushed. You wondered where he was now. You knew he would typically be inside to read. Unless he had a mission. You checked the time. You only fell asleep for half an hour.

You stood up and stretched your body. You let out a long yawn before grabbing your coffee and heading out the doors. You hoped to find him during your stroll. As you walked, you smiled widely.

“Satoru!” Gojo turned around and smiled widely.

“My favorite girl! How are you?” he asked happily. He gave you a quick hug before ruffling your hair.

“Great! Had a nap, drank some coffee, and now I’m just walking around to get my body moving. Have you seen Kento? Suguru told me he bought me coffee. I want to thank him,” you said.

“I think in the academic building,” Gojo answered.

“Thank you! I’ll see you later.”

The building was quiet. Students were out training and missions at this time. You looked from door to door, hoping to find Nanami lounging around. But almost every room was empty. You sighed, thinking that maybe he was out on a mission. A last minute one.

You caught movement from the corner of your eye. You smiled. When you took a peek inside the last room, you caught the lock of blonde hair, face covered with a book. You entered inside and closed the door.

“Kento?”

Nanami looked up, expression as stoic as over. His glasses rested on the desk, suit jacket hung over the back of the desk chair. His sleeves were rolled up and you noticed his tie was loose as he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his dress shirt. You couldn’t help but blush. You always found him attractive. Especially with the way he looks at you. You couldn’t explain what it was, but you love how he looks at you.

“Are you okay?” he asked, slightly worried at your prolonged silence. He watched you bite your bottom lip as you stared shyly at him. The left strap of your dress falling off your shoulder again.

“I—Thank you,” you said, finally finding your voice. “Thank you for the coffee.”

“You’re welcome,” he said stiffly. You noticed and blushed.

“S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you. I’ll take my leave.” You didn’t want to feel bothered by it, but you did. As you were closer to the door, you could hear Nanami stand up and walk closer to you.

Nanami held you by the arm and turned you around. He grabbed the coffee cup from your hand and placed it on the desk before he pulled you in for kiss. His hand rested on the back of your head with his arm around your waist. You were caught by surprise, it didn’t fully register in your mind that he kissed you until he finally pull away. His eyes were dark and intense. Yet, you could tell, he was contemplating something.

“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I—damn it.” Nanami immediately let you go, fixed the strap of your dress, and headed out the room. You stared at him again, eyes wide with shock and pain. You stared at the items he left behind. Your head hung low. You grabbed your coffee and slowly walked back to the library to pack your things.

It was when Geto returned back from his mission. He found you with your things and gave you a questionable look. But that look turned into immediate worry. He could tell that you were upset.

“Who upset you?” he immediately asked.

“No one,” you answered. “I’m just tired and want to go home.”

“No, tell me.” Geto took your backpack and placed it over his shoulder as he followed you out of the campus.

“Did I do something wrong? Kento always walks away from me,” you asked irritably. “He did it earlier and he just did it again when I thanked him for my coffee.” But you left out the kiss. You didn’t want Geto to kill him.

“Do you need me to talk to him?” Geto asked.

“No, I should do that.”

“Okay, go talk to him. He’s right there.” Your eyes widened.

“No, not right now,” you said as you quickly turned around and dragged Geto with you. Geto gave Nanami one last look before following his sister out of the campus. Nanami watched until your figure disappeared. He sighed deeply. You were pissed and he knew it.

The weekend came by quicker than expected. You woke up early in the morning, changed into a short, blue dress, buttoned all the way down with thin straps. You wore a cardigan for the chilly morning and put on a pair of brown wedges.

“Where are you off to?” Geto asked as he rubbed his tired eyes.

“More studying,” you said. “Keiko text me last night about an outing tonight so I figured I study now before I go out and drink.”

“Alright. Have fun. Call me if you need me.”

“You have work?”

“On call.”

Once you ordered your coffee and retrieved it, you debated to even sit down and study. Since that kiss, it was all you could think about. You barely studied those past couple of days. And it pissed you off even more that you couldn’t study because of Nanami. You wanted to feel his lips again. Feel them against yours and against your skin. You want his hands to roam your body and tangle your your hair.

Next thing you know, you stood outside his apartment door, knuckles ready to knock. You knew he’d be off. He usually stays home on the weekends anyway.

“Kento,” you called as you knocked on the door. A few seconds later, you were met with a surprised Nanami. He wore his usual work attire without his glasses and jacket. He opened the door wider and invited you inside. You placed your bag on the floor and took off your shoes before following Nanami inside his living room.

“What brings you here?” he asked, deadpan expression, voice flat. You were immediately irritated. It was as if nothing ever happened, nor did it have any meaning.

“You’re such an asshole sometimes,” you said which made his eyes widened in surprise. “Why do you hate me? Why do you always want to be away from me? Did I do something wrong to you? Because if I did, I’m so sorry. I don’t mean to hurt your feelings, Kento.” Nanami was speechless. “You kissed me and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.” You pouted your lips. Nanami swallowed the nervous lump in his throat. “And you look all flustered again. Am I pissing you off? Tell me—”


Nanami grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to him. His arm rested around your waist, his other hand caressing the side of your cheek. You closed your eyes and shivered from his touch. Large, calloused hands were caressing you so softly and gently. You felt him get closer to you, and you blushed. You could feel his hardened bulge against your pelvis.

“This. You do this to me,” he answered. His voice so deep and sultry. “Just being around you makes me addicted to you. And I can’t control myself around you.” He pressed his forehead against yours and took in your sweet scent. Berries and vanilla. “You’re so innocent, it makes me want to destroy it. You appear classy and elegant, I want to know how you look ruined. I’m addicted to kissing you and after that day, I just need to kiss you more and more. I can caress your skin all day. I just want you, 24/7.” You were flustered. You can feel your racing heart trying to jump out of your chest. You can see the dark intensity in his eyes.

“Then take me,” you said softly. “Ruin me. I can never imagine you being that type of guy.”

“I’m not,” he said, his lips leaning in closer to you. “I just…I—”

You grabbed his tie and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Nanami kissed you hard. He moved forward and you moved back until your back was against the wall. Nanami picked you up from the waist and you wrapped your legs around his waist. You pulled away, letting your lips trail down his neck. Nanami softly groaned from your touch. His hands squeezed your ass, resulting you in letting out a soft moan. Nanami captured your lips, carrying you to his bedroom.

You felt strong arms holding you tightly. Your head rested on his chest as you snuggled in closer to the warmth. But your eyes suddenly opened and you looked up to see Nanami sleeping peacefully in bed. You blushed, thinking back to what happened earlier. It felt like it happened all too fast. You just wanted to know why he chose to walk away from you and if he’ll keep doing it.

But as you thought back more and more, you could feel your heart race faster and faster. The way he slowly stripped both of your clothes off. How he caressed your body softly and kissed your skin all over before his tongue reached your core. You bit your lower lip and squeezed your legs, your core aching for more. You want him rough like earlier. How your back rested against his chest, your head at the crook of his neck as he moved your body up and down fast and hard.

As addicted as he said he is to you, you could say the same for him.

You slightly pushed yourself up and let your fingers lightly trace the outline of his face. You leaned in closer and softly kissed his lips. You felt him wake up as he kissed you back. He cupped a side of your face and rolled over on top of you, immediately putting himself inside you. You moaned in the kiss, letting him take control until the two of you finished.

“I told you, you’re addicting. I just want more and more,” he said softly.

“Is that why you abruptly walk away most of the time?” you asked. Nanami blushed as he nodded. “Not because you hate me?”

“I could never hate you, sweetheart,” he said as he caressed your cheek. You felt your eyes water, slightly blurring your vision. “I—I just always knew I like you the more I saw you. But, god, you just make me feel everything. So beautiful and innocent. Except behind closed doors.” You blushed and hid your face in his chest. He softly laughed and kissed the top of your head.

“I just—I got upset. And it stuck to my mind that it was hard for me study. So, I had to come here and ask. And—I hope you don’t regret any of this,” you said softly and quietly, almost as if you were scared of his response. “Because I really like you and I would honestly be heartbroken if you feel a different way. And if that’s the case then—“ Nanami kissed you passionately. You kissed him back until the two of you pulled away and rested on each others’ foreheads.

“Not one bit, sweetheart,” he said. “I don’t do things on a whim. But you make me do things on a whim. And I like it because it’s you.” He watched relief fill your expression. He couldn’t help but kiss you one last time before he slowly sat up. You followed his movements and sat next to him and faced him. He pulled the covers over your bare body.

“What now?” you asked curiously, resting the side of your head against the headboard.

“I’m going to make sure you study today,” he said. “And if you don’t have any plans tonight, I would love it if you stay with me for dinner.

“I do, but I will cancel them to be with you.” Nanami shook his head.

“No, you go have fun,” he said.

“Nanami Kento, you want to know how long I dreamt of this? We met like 8 years ago? I’ve been crushing on you since then and I let my feelings for you grow. And I’m assuming it was the same case for you because you always kept your distance from me and abruptly walk away.” Nanami’s eyes widened. He never knew.

“So…”

“I’m impatient and want to spend time with you,” you said. “Keiko can live a night without me. I want—I just want to be with you. Please? Don’t make me feel like you’re going to push me away again.” He watched your eyes become teary again. He gently cupped your face and leaned in to softly kiss your lips.

“Okay,” he said. “I won’t hurt you. I won’t confuse you. I promise.”

“Thank you.” Nanami pulled you on to his lap. “Now, how are we telling Suguru?” Soft moans escaped your lips as he softly kissed your neck.

“Later tonight,” he answered. “When I drive you back home.” You watched you nod your head before capturing your lips with his. “Right now, you’re all mine.”

Nanami Kento x Reader

(Song Inspiration: Kiss Her You Fool by Kids That Fly)

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“But you want to.”

Nanami sighed, slight frustration evident in that sigh which only made Gojo chuckle. Gojo placed an arm around Nanami’s shoulder. Nanami side-eyed him.

“Can I help you, Gojo-san?” he asked, voice strained. He just wanted a peaceful day today. He already dealt with Gojo this morning.

“You’re here, reading when you can be off in the city doing whatever you gotta do,” Gojo said. Nanami nodded. “And why’s that? Oh! I know! Because you’re waiting for your lovely girlfriend!”

“Y/N and I are friends,” Nanami corrected.

“Oh, please, and I’m the weakest sorcerer.” Nanami rolled his eyes. “You’re here waiting for her to finish training Maki-chan. As a matter of fact, it’s 6:05pm. You’re still here.”

“It’s just five minutes.”

“Yeah, five minutes of overtime.” Gojo jumped in front of Nanami, face leering closer and closer to the stoic man. “Now imagine this. Y/N runs up to you, breathless and cheeks pink from rushing to meet you because it’s past 6pm. You go up to her, hold her face, and pull her in for a kiss. And not just those cute, quick kisses. It’s long! Passionate!”

“No.” Gojo pointed at his friend.

“You’re blushing!”

“Shut up.”

“Kento-kun!” The two men turned to you. You waved, appearing breathless with flushed cheeks. Gojo laughed and slapped Nanami’s back.

“This is your moment, Nanamin,” he said before walking away. “Goodnight, Y/N-chan.”

“Night, Gojo,” you replied before walking to Nanami. You gave him a smile and Nanami could only respond back with a small one. His smiles to you are always soft and so reassuring. “Sorry I’m late. You didn’t have to wait up.”

“It’s okay,” Nanami answered as he took your bag and katanas. “I’m always willing to wait for you. Are you hungry?”

“Starving. Can we also go to the bakery?”

“Of course.” He watched you smack your forehead. “What’s wrong?”

“The bookstore! The book you’ve been wanting for months released today and—“

“We’ll go tomorrow.”

It was the next day. Nanami was out on a solo mission while you were at the campus, reading in the library while waiting for him. You heard the door to the library open, but listening to the footsteps, you knew it wasn’t Nanami. So you didn’t bother looking up.

“Tsk, gonna ignore your favorite person?” You laughed at Gojo’s sad voice and turned the page.

“Everything okay, Gojo?” you asked. You heard him pull a chair next to you.

“Imagine this, Y/N,” he said as he leaned in closer to you. “Nanamin walks in and you stand up in front of him to greet him. He’s about to say something, but you grab on to his tie, pull him towards you, and kiss him!” Gojo laughed patted your head as you blushed. “I knew it. You do like him.”

“Of course I do! He’s my best friend,” you said as you crossed your arms and looked away shyly.

“You two are so made for each other,” Gojo said. “He said the same thing yesterday.” The statement made you frown and Gojo immediately noticed. “Hey, he likes you, too.”

“Why are you telling me this?!”

“Because you two should be happy together? I’m both of your friend and I want my two friends to be happy together? What else do you wanna hear?”

“Okay, okay! I like him and I want him to like me back but I cherish our friendship! Happy?”

“Very.” You rolled your eyes. “Okay, if Nanamin does like you back—“ You groaned. “—and you two get married and have kids, I automatically get to be godfather to all of your children.” You laughed.

“Yeah, okay.”

“I’m serious.”

“I am, too. I don’t think he—“. You suddenly stopped talking when you heard the door of the library open. A part of you just knows who it is, and your instinct was right when Nanami walked inside. “Kento!” He was already eyeing you with his soft, honey-brown eyes that makes your heart leap out of its chest every time. Gojo stood up and patted your head.

“Remember, godfather.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Nanami gave you two a weird look until Gojo gave Nanamin a slap to his back. Gojo could hear the sigh escaping the man’s lips, only making him laugh before he left.

You stood up as he walked closer to you to greet you. Something about him felt different, making you slightly nervous. The way his eyes appear darker, and how rigid his body seems to appear.

“Are you okay? You seem-“

“I apologize,” he said.

“What do you—“ You gasped. All at once, Nanami cupped your face and kissed you. It took a second for your brain to process everything that was happening. But as he was about to pull away, you grabbed his tie and pulled him in closer to kiss him for a few more seconds before you pulled away. Your hands now rested on his chest, his hands still cupping your face.

“For that. Because, if you don’t feel the same way, then I completely understand and—“ You leaned up and gave him a quick kiss. Nanami smiled. His hands moved from your face and down to your hips. “I hope you’re free tonight because I want to take you out on a proper date.”

Nanami Kento x Reader

“Him fucking you is bringing you over the moon,” Shoko said as she turned around to look at you in the backseat of the car. You blushed hard and listened to the laugh Haibara let out.

“Shoko!” you yelled.

“What?! You’re barely walking straight. Didn’t think Kento was like that,” Shoko added. “Pounding after pounding after—“

“Okay, I think we got it, Sho,” Haibara said rapidly, a small chuckle still escaping his lips. Haibara looked at you through the rear view mirror. He noticed your brows were furrowed and you gnawed at your bottom lip. “What’s wrong, Y/N? You seem tense.”

“Just…I have a bad feeling about something,” you answered.

“Is he cheating?!” Shoko exclaimed.

“No! I promise he’s not. I just…I don’t know. Is he?” You shook your head. “No, no. He’s not. We’ve been calling and texting since he left a couple days ago. There’s no way.”

“He’s serious about you,” Haibara said. “This is the first time I even seen him treat a woman like this. You’re special and important to him.”

“I better be,” you said with a wide grin.

You ran to Kento when the three of you arrived at the arena. He was patiently waiting for you three at the front of the arena while the crowd of fans entered inside. Kento lifted you off the ground, spun you around, and kissed you.

“How was the flight? And then the drive?” he asked.

“It was good,” you answered as he gently placed you back on the ground. “A couple of turbulences on the plane and the drive was long. But hey, safe and sound.”

“I’m glad. But you don’t look glad. What’s wrong?”

“Feelings still there.” Kento frowned. His hand reached for your face, his thumb caressing your cheek. “I’ll be okay, I promise. Just, please. Be careful.”

“I promise. I’ll be careful.” You gave him a wide smile. A forced one. You prayed he couldn’t tell that you were faking it. And you felt relieved when he smiled back. “I promise. Go inside, okay? I have to get ready.”

“Good luck. I love you.” You kissed him.

“I love you, too.”

Everyone in the crowd winced when the rider fell, landing in a way that didn’t seem normal. You gnawed at your bottom lip, leg shaking, patiently waiting for Kento’s turn.

You gasped when the bull was already trying to throw Kento off his back in the chute. You felt a hand on each of your shoulder. You looked at Shoko and then at Haibara. You gave them a reassuring smile, your eyes returning to Kento. Kento looked at you and gave you a wink before starting the ride. You held your breath. The bull, Firecracker, being the roughest ride you ever saw for him. You watched the clock and then the concentration on Kento’s face. Eight seconds just felt way too long right now. Until…

“And he did it!” Your eyes widened and you immediately got up and cheered with everyone in the crowd. You watched Kento laugh with excitement, his eyes remaining only on you. You blushed. His eyes are always on you.

“97.8 points for Kento Nanami, ladies and gentlemen!” The cheers grew. Kento ran to your direction. You stood up and walked to the fence. Kento hopped on the fence before kissing you. The cheers grew again, with Shoko whistling in the background. Kento pulled away, removed his hat, and placed it on your head. He mouthed ‘I love you’ and you did the same. Your heart fluttered while watching him return inside and slowly, one by one, the riders appeared on the arena. Fire was lit on the ground for the winning event and the host spoke.

But you couldn’t stop staring at the fire. The feeling gnawed again and again until it suddenly spread with no control.

“Everyone, in a neat and orderly fashion, leave the arena!” But it was chaotic when the audience pushed and shoved against each other. You got pushed and shoved, losing Haibara and Shoko on the way.

“Move it!” You yelped and fell.

Kento weaved his way through the crowd. He found Shoko and Haibara. But he could see them frantically looking around, both of their necks craning higher over the crowd. His heart dropped. There was no sign of you.

“Where is she?” Kento asked.

“We don’t know! We all got separated,” Shoko answered frantically. The arena was flaming everywhere. His heart dropped again. You had a bad feeling in your stomach. He saw the fear in your eyes when it all started.

“God damnit!” Kento yelled and ran inside.

“Kento! Wait!” Shoko yelled. She was about to run after him but Haibara pulled her back.

All they could do was watch Kento disappear in the flaming arena. Time ticked, yet time moved slow. Watching was agonizing. The sounds of the firefighters were drowned out as they put the fire away or ran inside for others who were trapped.

“Please, please don’t go,” you cried. “Please, Ken. I need you.”

“We’re sorry,” the doctors said. “He took too much damage in that fire. We did all that we can to save him.” You shook your head frantically, tears spilling everywhere.

“There has to be more,” you whimpered. You squeezed Nanami’s hand tightly, tears landing on the diamond of your ring. “Ken, please. It’s supposed to be you and me. Forever and ever. Don’t leave me behind.”

A touch on your shoulder jolted you awake. You jumped up and felt fresh tears form in your eyes. Nanami is gone. A new reality you had to face. You turned around and found Gojo and Geto behind you. Gojo held an envelope in front of you.

“It’s for you,” Gojo said. “Nanamin wrote it for you.” Your eyes widened. With shaking hands, you took the envelope in hand and slowly opened it.

Hey sweetheart,

Can you believe it? We are married and right now, the two of us are on our honeymoon because I wanted us to read this together. We’re in Malaysia, sitting on a rocking bench at our house that I surprised you with. We’re facing the ocean, your head on my shoulder, and both of us thinking of all the obstacles we went through to get to this point. I knew you were the one when I first saw you. You had to be separated from everyone because of the language barrier. Gojo and Geto were friendly to you, and they quickly learned English just to be friends with you. When I caught them talking to you, and you smiled, your eyes twinkled. I wanted that. So I taught you Japanese. You are my top priority. I will pick you over anyone. We will be happy, forever and ever because that’s all I want from you. Your smiles. Your laughs. Your happiness. I love you, Y/N. My love. The only love of my life.

Love,

Kento

You looked up from the letter. But it wasn’t your former fiancé that you see. You don’t see his usual blue button up and beige pants. No, you don’t see his styled and pushed back blonde hair. You see Kento with a fitted white T-shirt, jeans, and a cowboy hat. Your heart squeezed and then you felt the relief.

“Oh my god, Y/N!”

“Y/N!”

“Haibara, get a nurse or doctor. Anyone.” You felt a shift on the side of your bed. You tried to move your head and open your eyes, but you felt too much pain and tiredness. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You’re okay, we’re all okay.”

Thank you.

You were finally fully alert. Slowly, you moved your body, stretched them, along with having pain medicine after falling to the ground during the rush. Shoko and Haibara left, leaving you and Kento alone in the room. Kento sat close by your bed and held your hand. You looked at him with a small smile, reeling in the soft caress he was giving you on your hand. You turned your head, looking up at the ceiling and sighed. Kento’s attention turned to you.

“Nanami died in a fire,” you said. “We were having a combined bachelor and bachelorette party. The place was caught on fire and I ran in to help one of his interns, Yuji, who was trapped. I’m so selfish, I-I made him go back because I went in there. He was trying to save us and he died. It felt like I was the one that killed him.”

“You didn’t, sweetheart,” Kento said.

“But I—“

“You and Nanami, you two are two selfless yet also selfish people,” Kento said softly. “You can’t stand the idea of others being hurt. You put others first before yourself. And Nanami, he can’t stand having you being hurt. He puts you first instead of himself.” You let the tears roll out of your eyes.

“I had a dream, the day when the doctors told me that he didn’t make it. Then, we were in Malaysia at our honeymoon. We were reading a letter that he wrote to me. And when I looked up, I saw you.” You finally turned to him. You were relieved that he wasn’t harmed. No burnt marks nor cuts. “I’m so glad you didn’t get hurt.”

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry I wasn’t there in the first place. I should’ve immediately ran to you, but I lost sight of you.” You softly chuckled. Weakly, you lifted his hand, bringing it to your lips with a soft kiss. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too.”

You held Kento’s hand tightly. You pointed at every, similar pink tree surrounding your area. Kento’s attention turned would laugh. His arm raised to hold a cherry blossom and picked it off the branch. He placed it behind your ear and kissed the top of your head. You laughed with the sudden gagging noises behind you two.

“Oi! Quit it,” you said.

“Too much PDA,” Gojo said.

“What he say? I think I heard PDA?” Kento asked.

“PDA with me is too much,” you answered.

“Not used to it,” Geto replied.

“Get used to it, gentlemen,” Kento said and you translated. “I’m here to stay.” Kento raised your left hand. Gojo’s and Geto’s eyes widened.

“WHEN?!” They exclaimed.

“Two weeks before we flew here.” Gojo pointed at Kento with bewildered eyes.

“Don’t you dare fucking hurt her! Hey! Are you listening? Hey! Kento!” Kento kissed your left hand. You looked up at him and leaned your head against his shoulder.

“He’s always dramatic,” you said.

“Your video calls with him confirm it. I can live with it.”

“That’s a keeper, Princess!” Geto said with a wide grin.

Kento eyed you up and down. He surprised you with a blue kimono that was the color of the sky. It was decorated in white that appears to be like clouds in the sky with a green and yellow sash. You were surprised when you and Kento arrived at the airport when Gojo and Geto held the two kimonos. The second being like the night sky with a white sash around the middle. You were a little surprised that Kento remembered, but it was Kento and when it came to you, he never misses.

“What?” you asked with a small laugh.

“You. You’re beautiful,” he said. “I love kimonos on you.”

“Do you feel out of place?”

“Yeah, but that’s the best part of it. Hey!” His cowboy hat was removed and he watched Gojo put it on and run away with it.

“You’ll get used to it,” Geto said.

“He’s always silly like that,” you added. Kento laughed. “When they come over to our place, we’ll put Toru on the mechanical bull. We can even ask Kip to kick it up a notch just for him.”

“Please,” Geto said with a tiny whine. Kento laughed.

“I’ll do that. It sounds good.” You looked at Geto and wrapped an arm around his.

“Kento built a house! You’re gonna love it! Large kitchen for me to bake. Balcony in our bedroom. And wall shelves in a few rooms.”

“You always wanted that in a house,” Geto said. Kento smiled as if he knew what you said. “Satoru is weird but we’re happy that you have our princess. But if she cries…”

“I’ll beat myself up before you nor my friends can.”

“Good.”

“Guys, I’m hungry. Let’s go chase after Toru.”

“I’ll go.” You and Kento watched Geto run after Gojo. The two of you stopped walking and turned to face each other.

“I love you, sweetheart,” Kento said.

Nanami Kento x Reader

You giggled when Kento carried you up the stairs and to into his bedroom. There wasn’t much lying around, something you didn’t expect from him. You found trophies, pictures, books, and papers scattered around. His king sized bed was covered with a navy blue bed set with the plushiest looking comforter. Kento gently placed you on his bed and kissed you softly.

“I pictured more to be in your room,” you blurted out. Kento chuckled. He lied down with you. The two of you lied on your side to face each other. You curled up on your side, arms hugging the pillow your head lied on and Kento’s fist resting on the top side of his head, his elbow squished against the pillow.

“Most of my things are either in storage or at my dad’s,” Kento answered. “When I retire from bull riding, I’m settling on the part of the land dad gave me. I can help out on the ranch but I think I’ll become a coach to the youngsters.”

“That sounds wonderful,” you said. “I get to be a baker and you a coach.”

“Already imagining our future, sweetheart?” He watched the blush form on your cheeks and chuckled. He reached out, his thumb gently caressing your cheek. “I get to come home to freshly baked bread at home, too.”

“Everyday, Kento.”

“Ever thought about what you always wanted to have in a home since you lived in cities all your life?” he asked curiously.

“A balcony in the bedroom,” you said quickly. “A deck, with a hot tub. Of course, I want a large kitchen with a large kitchen island so I can bake. A large fridge and pantry, too.”

“Is that all?” You nodded with a smile.

“I haven’t thought much of it,” you said. “I’m used to adapting to what I have, moving constantly to a new home and new apartment.”

“You moved a lot?”

“My father was in the army and we relocated to Japan. My mother is a bitch, cheating on my father and neglecting me all my life. So, she left. My father was involved with the Yakuza, so I ran away and never looked back since middle school. Not like he cared. No one cared about me.” Kento looked at you in shock. “Toru and Sugu were my first friends, being nice to me in middle school passing by. Nanami was the first one to learn about my life situation when he learned about me living alone and working early mornings to deliver milk.” You shifted your position, lying on your back, your hands folded and resting on your stomach. You stared at the ceiling, reminiscing your past and smiled. “The three didn’t treat me any different. No pity. They didn’t care. They just liked me. It was nice to be wanted for once. They helped me find apartments that I could afford when prices went up. They walk me to my jobs and spend time with me. They were my family.”

“Must’ve been rough,” Kento said.

“Yeah, it was,” you replied. “Nanami, Toru, and Sugu are rich kids. It was hard being with Nanami. His mother despises me. His father liked me but his mother was too much. He stopped talking to her once he inherited the company. His mother threatened me so many times, telling me how I’m just a nobody, a charity case to Nanami and that he’ll find someone better than me. We almost broke up because of it. But he surprised me, telling me he was cutting her out of his life. No one mattered, I’m the only one that mattered in his life. And he proposed.” You wiped the tears away and turned on your side again to face him. Kento was looking at you, a look that you couldn’t decipher.

“You’re amazing,” he said. His arm reached out to you so he can wipe away your tears. “You endure so much and you’re still the sweetest human being I have ever met.”

“I mean, I’m not—“ You noticed the look he was giving you, telling you to stop looking down on yourself. You smiled softly, holding his hand that rested on your cheek. “I guess I am.” Kento scooted closer to you, his arm wrapped around your waist, and pulled you in close to his body.

“You’re my amazing, beautiful girlfriend.”

“You’re my generous, gentleman of a boyfriend,” you replied.

“I’m curious, was his mother at the funeral?” Kento asked.

“Nope. One of his wishes was to make sure she is never around me, even after death. His lawyer made sure of it, even his dad. Both Sugu and Toru made sure she isn’t close by. I miss them. I can’t wait to go back and visit them. Will you come with me when I do? In the spring?”

“I would love to. What did you do with the ring?”

“Kept it in the box he bought it in,” you answered swiftly. “I don’t know what else to do with it.”

“You’ll figure it out,” he said with a kiss. “And I’m there to help you when you need me.”

“If it ever bothers you, please tell me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t either, Kento.” His hand moved to the back of your head to press a kiss softly against your lips. He pulled away and rested his forehead on yours.

“Okay, sweetheart. I promise,” he replied softly.

“We tell each other everything,” you said. Kento smiled.

“Of course. That’s a relationship. I want us to be able to tell each other everything. We should be comfortable around each other, okay? Don’t think twice that I’m going to have doubts. I won’t. I just know it.”

You cuddled closer to Kento. He smiled and held you tightly in his arms. You breathed in his scent and felt your body relax, pulling you in to a slumber. Kento listened to your slow, soft, and even breaths. He kissed the top of your head and closed his eyes.

Three tickets were placed on the clean part of your counter. You stopped kneading the bread and eyed the tickets before looking up at your boyfriend who held a soft smile on his face.

“What is that?” you asked. “Oh! And how was your flight? You must be tired, Kento.” Kento chuckled. He walked towards you, his fingers gently rubbing the flour off your face.

“Oh how I love seeing you like this, dear,” he said and kissed your lips softly. “My flight was good, just lonely without you.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t come,” you said with a sad pout.

“It’s okay, my dear. You’re busy with your baking business, too. Your calls and texts bring me so much joy before and after my event.”

“I watched everything. I didn’t miss one event from you.”

“I know you didn’t. And your phone calls almost make it feel like you were there. So what is my girl baking today?”

“I am baking you a loaf of bread. I just finishing making you sourdough bread, and I made dinner rolls. Also, I fed Oliver,” you said and showed him the glass jar of your active sourdough starter.

“Oliver is becoming a big boy now, huh?” Kento asked playfully.

“He is. I’m so proud of my son.”

“I am, too. You raise him well.” You laughed and kissed him on the lips.

“Alright, let me pop this guy in the oven and clean up.”

“I’ll clean up, you go relax.”

“But—“ Kento wagged his finger. “Aren’t you tired?”

“Just the sight of you woke me up, my dear,” he said so sweetly that it made you giggle. A few months in your relationship with Kento and you can still feel the strong flutter in your stomach.

“I love how cheesy you are,” you said. You kissed him one last time before you turned around. Kento playfully smacked your butt, making you squeal and your movements up the stairs faster.

“Wait! Sweetheart! The bread!”

“45 minutes!”

You found Kento by the counter as he scrolled through his phone. The loaf of bread sat on the stove and the kitchen was spotless. Kento looked up and smiled to find you in a pair of relaxed slacks that hugged your waist and a cropped white T-shirt. Shyly, you walked to him. Kento held you by the hips and pulled you in closer.

“So, what did you bring me?” you asked.

“I got you, Shoko, and Haibara tickets to the final event,” Kento announced happily. “You’ll see me get first place, my third championship win, and the golden belt.” You smiled widely.

“I can’t wait! It’s next week, right?”

“Yes, ma’am.” A sudden feeling appeared in your stomach, and your excited expression faltered. Kento noticed. “What’s wrong?”

“I just have a feeling that something’s gonna happen,” you mumbled. “Please be careful. I know you want to win and—“

“Sweetheart, I’ll be careful.” You reluctantly nodded. You can feel his thumbs rubbing gentle circles on your hips. The motion brought shivers throughout your body. “Now, what should my city girl and I do today?”

He took you the mall to go shopping so you have something to wear during his championship. A cute navy blue dress that hugged your body that stops mid-thigh. A thick, black cardigan to keep yourself warm. And another pair of brown cowgirl boots the reach up towards the knees, curtesy of Kento since he wanted you to have some variety in your closet. He took you out for a romantic dinner. It made your heart flutter. A type of restaurant you knew he wasn’t used to going to. But it made you happy nonetheless.

“I think I’ll have to start dressing up for the occasion,” Kento said as the two of you walked up to his house. You swung both of your hands with a smile.

“I like that you stand out,” you said. “At least I know I’m not the only one who does.” Kento chuckled and unlocked the door.

“It’s only fair since you dress up for my events.”

“We don’t have to do anything fancy and high class, you know?” You two stood by the front door when you entered inside. He cupped your face and kissed your forehead.

“I know, but I think you enjoy those things,” he said. You slowly nodded your head. “And I love watching you enjoy your time.” His thumb traced your lips. “I love your smile, especially when you get those cute twinkle in your eyes.” You lightly let out a breathy laugh. “And I love your laugh. I love you, sweetheart. I really, really do.” His confession made you lightheaded from the butterflies raging in your stomach. You stood on your toes and kissed him deeply and passionately on the lips. He returned the kiss and lifted you off the ground. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he brought you two up the stairs to his bedroom. Gently, he laid you on his bed, his eyes looking at your face, feeling like a gentle caress.

“I love you,” you said with a whisper.

“Tell me if I’m going too far.”

“Keep going.”

“I-I’m not a gentleman in this situation.” You smiled and kissed him.

“Then don’t be.” While you two kissed, you took his cowboy hat off of him and placed it on you. Kento smiled in the kiss.

“Remember what they say about the hat, sweetheart.”

“I know,” you said with a smirk. Kento smiled widely, kissing you long and hard.”

“Fuck, I love you.”

Nanami Kento x Reader

Cheers abrupt around the bar when you walked inside. Curiosity got the better of you. You found a crowd surrounding the open part of the area. You walked closer and tip toed to get a better look. Your eyes widened.

Mechanical bull.

“Gonna be your first time, sweetheart?” The voice was deep, not as deep as Kento’s. It immediately alarmed you, goosebumps rising in your arms. You turned around and nodded.

“I don’t have this from where I’m from,” you replied.

“Not a surprise. You’re the big talk of the town.”

“I’m not surprised either,” you said with a tiny laugh. “Looks fun.” You felt your body stiffen when he placed his arm around your shoulders. You did your best to keep distance from him as he tried to pull you in closer.

“Well, sweetheart, I’ll let you wear my cowboy hat and you can go for a joyride.” You didn’t like the way he said it. You tried to take a step back, but his grip was tight.

“I—um—I think I’ll—“

“The fuck you doing with my girl, Beau.” You felt the arm leave. You were relieved and you smiled to see Kento walking up to you two, coldly.

“What, Ken? Don’t want me picking up girls here now too?” Beaut questioned. “Just because you’re all top notch, you think you own the place?”

“No,” he said with a mocking laugh. Kento pulled you close to him. “This girl, my girl, she’s off fucking limits.”

“Oh shit, man! You’re serious!” Beau laughed. “My bad then.” Beau walked away. You looked up, Kento was eyeing him like an eagle. You tugged on his shirt lightly to grab his attention. He looked at you curiously and you smiled.

“You’re here,” you said. Kento nodded, his frown still evident on his face.

“And you’re here alone?” You blushed.

“Shoko’s working. I was curious on what was going on, and I wanted to check it out first.” Kento’s face softened with a smile. He looked at you up and down. You blushed. You wore skinny jeans and a white cropped tank, showing a sliver of skin across your abdomen. Your hair was French braided to rid the hair away from your face.

“Trying to fit in, dear?” he asked. You blushed even more.

“S-Shoko basically put them on me,” you answered. “See?” You put your foot out. Kento smiled at the cute brown cowgirl boots.

“You look beautiful,” he said. “Dress however you like, dear. I love it all. Even your city girl outfits.” He kissed your cheek, making your body feel warm and bubbly. You listened to the soft chuckle he sang in your ear as he stood up. He held your hand, bringing you closer to the bull. Everyone took a step to the side to let you two walk through. “My lovely city girl would like to give it a try.” Your eyes widened.

“Wait what?” you questioned. You briefly looked around as everyone cheered. “Do I get to have a do-over, Kento?”

“Not at all, my dear.” Kento placed his hand on the mechanical bull. “Now, it starts out easy, so you’ll be able to get a gist of this guy. Show my small town what you’re made out of, city girl.” Everyone cheered you on. You nodded and nervously went on the bull. Kento placed his hands on your hips, helping you get seated. You were getting yourself situated until you felt something on your head. You looked up to see the rim of Kento’s cowboy hat. “Yee-haw, city girl. Good luck.” You swallowed the nervous lump in your throat and nodded. Kento flashed you one last smile before getting off the plushy platform. “Start ‘er up, Kip!”

“Alright! Let’s see how our city girl rides the bull!” Kip announced. You gasped when the movement started. You held on tightly to the handle. Immediately, you got the hang of it as it became harder. You picture Kento on his bull rides. You gripped your right hand tightly on the handle before raising your left arm up in the air, just like him. The crowd cheered louder for you. You basked in the excitement and laugh. You screamed and squeal that was combined with surprised and excitement when you almost fell off.

“City girl! City girl! City girl!” The crowd cheered.

“Whoooooo—Whoa!!” You finally fell off. The cheering continued. You laughed as you sat up. You see Kento’s hand in your vision and you immediately grabbed it so he can help you up. His hands cupped your face, turning it in different angles before holding onto your shoulders. His eyes looked up and down. He’s happy, no injuries. Kento took the hat off the platform and placed it back on your head. His hand rested on the small of your back as he guided you to the hardwood floor of the bar. “That was amazing, Kento!” Kento laughed and held your hand.

“You did fantastic, my dear,” he said and brought your knuckles to his lips. You blushed and shyly looked away. “C’mon, let’s go meet Shoko and buy my favorite city girl a drink.”

The moment you two sat down, Shoko placed your favorite cocktail and Kento’s beer on the table.

“The first drinks are on the house. By the way girl, that grip strength you got is immaculate!” Shoko exclaimed. You laughed and took a sip through the straw.

“Probably from the kneading,” you replied. “My arms still get sore from all the baking.”

“How’s the business coming along?” she asked.

“It’s not bad, actually. I was finally able to finish and deliver orders today. I’m working on names for the bakery and creating custom logos for it,” you answered.

“Any names?”

“Nada.”

“Kento, how’s her outfit? Cute, huh?” Shoko asked. She smirked. She loves watching one of her long time best friend looking at the girl he likes. It’s the way Kento smiles when he sees you. The way his eyes soften and, Shoko can see the admiration and love in those eyes. She knew him for not being so serious in a relationship before to not thinking about being one. Then, you came along. She knew already, just from day one when you freaked out and cupped his face with your hands. Kento blushed, his eyes remained in your eyes with concern. And despite that freak out, Kento’s shoulders relaxed. She almost saw him lean in your touch.

“You did a good job, Shoko,” Kento replied, his eyes remaining on you. “Appropriate attire for the bull riding. Was it on purpose?”

“It was. She was wearing a dress when I came over.”

“A comfortable one,” you retorted back with arms crossed across your chest.

“Yeah and wear that on a mechanical bull and people can see those lacy panties you wear underneath.” Both you and Kento blushed and took a sip of your drinks. Shoko laughed. “Now you two look like virgin high schoolers. Looking all shy and crap. C’mon, Kento! You’ve seen them all.”

“Really, Shoko?” Kento questioned in complaint. You blushed, hard. It felt hotter inside. You brushed the fly-away of hairs out of your face.

“Give her the hat, she rides the cowboy. Thats twice now,” she said with a wink before she tended to other customers. Slowly, your eyes moved to meet his.

“Is—Is that an actual thing?” you asked. You watched his cheeks turn a hue of pink.

“N-Not really. I mean, I truthfully haven’t thought of it when I let you hear my hat,” he answered. His hand moved behind his head as he nervously scratched the back of his head. “I’m not trying to have sex with you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“I-I’m not,” you replied. You let out a quiet laugh. “I do feel like a virgin high schooler right now.” Kento laughed with you.

“I do, too.”

“Kento, I—“

“Aye! It’s our bull rider!” The two of you turned around. You found a group of cowboys walking up to you guys. Kento gave each of them a handshake. “When’s the final event?”

“End of fall, Cade,” Kento answered.

“Who’s the pretty girl you’re with?” another asked. You shifted closer to Kento, immediately feeling uncomfortable with the way he eyed you. Kento wrapped his arm around your shoulders protectively. Kento didn’t like the predatory look he was giving you.

“Fuck, find your own girl, Colt,” Kento said, slight irritation heard in his voice.

“That your hat, Ken? Don’t you share?” You felt the grip on your shoulder tighten.

“Fuck off, Colt. Don’t talk about my girl like that.”

“What happened to the player?”

“Colt, shut up,” Cade said then smirked when he looked at you. “Besides, she can come with me next.” Kento stood up abruptly. The chair screeching back against the hardwood floor. You held on to his shirt to back him away. Colt and Cade laughed. “Chill, dude. We’re just fucking around.”

“Doesn’t sound like it, dude,” he replied irritably.

“Alright, alright. We’re leaving. Let’s go boys.” You remained behind Kento as the group left. Kento shifted and returned back to his seat. He looked at you worriedly and held your hand.

“You alright?” You nodded. “They aren’t good news.”

“They don’t sound like it,” you said. “Thanks.”

“What for?”

“Protecting me.” He gave you a soft smile. His hand moved to your cheek and you can feel his thumb softly caressing your cheek.

“I always will, city girl. You were trying to tell me something?”

“L-Later?”

“Alright.” Kento faced forward and moved his hand to yours. He waved his arm up to catch Shoko’s attention. “Shoko! Drinks over here! Make a special for my favorite lady over here!”

“You got it, boss!”

Kento held your hand as you two walked side by side back home. You two walked in the comfortable silence of the summer night. You leaned your head on his shoulder, making the man smile.

“Thank you for tonight, Kento,” you said softly.

“You’re welcome, Y/N,” he replied to you softly. “You looked like you a lot of fun tonight.”

“I did! I think riding a mechanical bull became a new favorite thing to do,” you added. Kento chuckled.

“My favorite thing to do is watching you ride the bull,” he said, a playful smile appearing on his face. You blushed and lifted your head off his shoulder. Kento laughed lightly. “I love watching you enjoy your time.”

“Please, all you see me do is bake.”

“And I find it very enjoyable.”

“It’s not that enjoyable.”

“I do. Watching you smile when you make the perfect loaf of bread. Watching you learn to decorate cakes.” Kento shrugged and looked at you. “I enjoy it. Can’t explain it. I just do.”

“I’m glad I’m not a bore,” you said. You watched him frown, which puzzled you. “Kento?”

“You shouldn’t look down on yourself so much,” he said. The two of you turned the corner, and soon enough, you were at your front yard. Kento had you stand in front of him. Hands cupping your face, thumbs caressing your cheeks. “You’re an amazing woman who has dreams and ambitions. I admire that about you. It doesn’t make you boring at all.”

“T-Thank you, Kento,” you mumbled.

“Remember that, okay?” You nodded, thoughts one after another swirling your head. “What are you thinking about?” You blushed. You swallowed away the nerves and stood on your toes, leaning in to kiss Kento’s lips. For a second, his eyes widened in shock until he finally closed them. His one hand moved to the back of your head and he stood closer to close the gap between your two bodies. Your hands trembled as they trailed up his chest and then around his neck. Kento wrapped an arm around your waist, kissing you deeply. Hesitantly, and slowly, you pulled away. You looked at Kento with large eyes while he looked at you sweetly, blue eyes turning black with desire.

“That,” you mumbled, your face heating up, eyes slowly avoiding the fiery look in his. Kento’s thumb caressed your cheek and you leaned in his large, calloused palm with comfort. “I don’t want this to end.”

“It doesn’t have to,” he said quietly. “Tell me what you want to do and we’ll do it.”

“I…I want to sit on my couch with you, cuddle, and fall asleep while watching some movie or TV series.” You felt his lips on your forehead.

“Okay. Let me wash up and I’ll be over in ten minutes. Okay?”

“Okay.”

You stared at Shoko’s shocked face. You could only laugh away the feeling on how awkward you felt from her silence. Shoko laughed along with you.

“So you initiated that kiss! That’s amazing!” she exclaimed. You blushed. “So, what does that mean?”

“What does what mean?”

“You and Kento?! Duh!”

“I-I don’t know. How do relationships even work now? Don’t the guys ask their girls to be their boyfriend?” you asked curiously.

“Not all the time,” she answered slowly, thinking to herself if they even do. “Yeah, I’m not too sure.”

“Am I—“

“Don’t even ask if you’re ready for a relationship. You and Kento are basically in one already. What is he up to right now anyway?”

“Out on the road for his events,” you said sadly. “I feel like a lovesick high school girl. I miss him already.”

“Ah, so you love him already?”

“N-No! But I really, really like him.”

“Not because he looks like your dead fiancé?” You laughed.

“I forget about my dead fiancé,” you answered. “I forget about the pain and heartbreaks. I forget about my sad life. I just feel so free.”

“Then, I’m happy for you and Kento,” Shoko said happily. “You became one of my best friends here.”

“You have, too. Both you and Haibara…” You smiled. “Even Kento.” Shoko excitedly sat up straighter.

“Okay, Kento loves romance. If you want to clarify this relationship, you should go out of your way to make it special.” You blushed.

“I-I—“

“Oh, come on! Don’t tell me you never seen those cheesy romance stuff where the couple shows off how much they adore each other?!”

“I did. I never had to do it for someone else before.”

“Well, maybe fluff it up a bit from your favorite thing that you’ve done.” You blushed…hard. Shoko noticed. She leaned in closer and whispered, “wait, what was it?”

You thought back, almost like it was yesterday. Your fiancé had a long night of work. Right in the middle of preparing your apartment, he called you to give you a heads up that he was arriving home late. He knew you were upset and you knew that he was too.

“I’ll make it up to you, my love. I know it’s our anniversary, too. And it pains me that I have to do this,” he said.

“I know, Ken,” you said. “It’s not the end of the world. We have until you get home, the day after that, and after that.” Nanami chuckled softly on the other line. His chuckle erupted butterflies in your stomach. Ten years of knowing the man, the butterflies never went away.

“I love you so much, my love. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

“You know that you make my life a hundred times better.”

“I love you, sweetheart. I have to start this meeting. Don’t wait up for me, okay?”

“Okay.”

Nanami groaned when he entered the apartment. He removed his shoes and loosened his tie before removing his suit jacket. Nanami placed his messenger bag on the floor before walking inside. His eyes widened.

Rose petals were scattered in the living room. Red balloons scattered throughout the apartment. The fire place was on and he noticed two plates filled with food on the table. Two wine glasses and a bucket of ice with a bottle inside rested on the floor. A heart-shaped cake sat between the two plates. A few candles were lit up in the living room, bringing in a romantic ambiance. And the couch, he found you curled up in a ball, wearing a new red, silky nightgown that hugged your body.

“Sweetheart?” he called softly, his hands gently rubbing your arm. You moaned softly and tiredly and opened your eyes. You smiled.

“Happy anniversary, Ken,” you said softly. Nanami chuckled and kissed you softly.

“You didn’t have to do this,” he said. Slowly, you sat up. Nanami brought you on his lap and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist. He peppered soft kisses on your bare shoulders.

“I-I know,” you said. “I just wanted to show you how much I love you. And I fell asleep.” Nanami chuckled. His fingers rested on your chin and then kissed you tenderly.

“I love you. I love it. And I love you.” You turned around, straddling on his lap before kissing him passionately. Your fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirts while his wander all over your body before stripping you bare.

“Cute. Sexy. Hot. Damn. I want that,” Shoko said and you laughed. “What? damn! Kento, you lucky bastard.”

“Stop.”

“He would love that! All of it!”

“I’m not going to ‘re-enact’ what I did for my dead fiancé to Kento.”

“Well, what do you think Kento would like? Wait, when is he coming back?”

“I think in two weeks?”

“Where is he going?”

“He flew to Texas.” You snapped your fingers. “I got it. It’s simple and…simple but he wouldn’t expect it from me anyway. Kind of similar but it’s not extravagant.”

“Okay, okay. Fill me in.”

Kento pulled up to his driveway. Once he parked, he smiled to see your porch light on. Exiting the car, he strode straight to your house. He opened the front door, but he can immediately tell that you weren’t home. Your car was in the driveway and the door was unlocked. He was sure that you were home.

He called your cellphone, but immediately heard your phone inside. He followed the noise to the kitchen, where it was also empty. The kitchen was messy with flour, dough, and used utensils piled in the sink. Kento looked around your house, but every room was empty even your bedroom. He sighed heavily when he sat down on your bed.

“Maybe she’s with Shoko and she was in a rush,” he told himself. He laid down, arms crossed behind his head as he stared at your ceiling. He then looked around your room. A wall shelf to his right filled with books and cookbooks, in front of him was your dresser filled with make up and hair products. He looked at each nightstand. Both have a lamp to give extra light in the room, the one close to him had half a cup of drank water and a phone charger. He scooted to the other side where two pictures sitting on top of it. He found a picture of you, Gojo, and Geto. You were in the middle, Geto’s arm was wrapped around your shoulders, and Gojo’s hand was on your head. You were laughing in the picture while the two looked at the camera with big smiles. The other picture was with you and Nanami. He carried you on his back, the two of you looking at each other. He can see the love that the both of you had for each other. He can feel his insecurity grow again. Slowly, he put the picture down and shook the feeling away. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, waiting for you to arrive home.

It wasn’t long that he waited. He listened to your soft footsteps walk upstairs and into the hallway. He opened his eyes and he smiled to see you walking slowly inside your bedroom.

“W-Were you going to wait for me?” you asked curiously.

“You make it seem like you had other plans for tonight,” he said.

“I-I do,” you answered. Kento stood up and walk to you. He hugged you tightly before pressing his lips against yours. He hummed softly in the kiss and smiled.

“I missed you,” he said. “You left your phone. I had to wait for you.”

“You could’ve waited at home.” He shook his head and hugged you. His arm wrapped around your waist while his other hand rested on the back of your head as you rested on his chest.

“Can’t stop thinking about you,” he said. “I needed to see you first.” He felt relieved when you hugged him back.

“I missed you so much. Come with me. I have something to show you.” Kento nodded. He let go of you and you held his hand, leading the two of you out of the house.

“Are we going to my house?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Yeah! Haibara says that you keep a spare under the cushion of your swinging chair,” you said. “Pretty genius. Better than the welcome mat.” Kento chuckled. He reached for the doorknob, opening the door and gesturing you to go inside first. You removed your sandals and held his hand again. “Close your eyes.” He did what you told him and let you guide him in his home. He felt you stop. “Now open!”

He opened his eyes. Kento’s eyes widened at the scene. Two tall candlesticks were lit on the kitchen island. A small cake sat between the candles. Two plates filled with his favorite food he gets for takeout were in front of two of the bar chairs. There was a glass of whiskey and a glass of wine. On the stove, he can see freshly baked sourdough bread. He looked at you and you blushed.

“You did all this?” he asked. You nodded shyly.

“Surprise,” you said very, very shyly. Kento’s finger and thumb rested on your chin, raising it up so you would look at him. He needs to see your eyes. See what you were feeling. “I-I figured I should surprise my boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend, huh?” he asked, his tone filled with some playfulness. “I’m a lucky man to have a girlfriend like you.” You smiled widely.

“You are?”

“Of course. This is wonderful.”

“I was hoping you would like it. I was nervous.” Kento chuckled and held your hand, leading you to the table. He pulled your chair and you thanked him as you sat down.

“Anything from you, I will like,” he said smoothly. He looked at the plate and smiled. “Did you make it?”

“No, it’s take out. I was busy sending out orders and didn’t have time for the dinner portion of the surprise.” Kento laughed lightly. He kissed you softly on the lips before holding both your hands. His thumbs circled the back of your hands and knuckles. He loves the feeling of your skin. He loves the softness and the warmth. He looked at your hands and his eyes widened.

“What happened to your ring?” he asked curiously.

“Well, I can’t wear my engagement ring that was given to me from my dead fiancé who looks like my boyfriend,” you said a little playfully. You tried to, but the look in Kento’s eyes made you solemn. “I don’t want you to think I want to be with you because you remind me of Nanami.”

“Nanami?”

“The guys call him by his last name. Satoru goes by ‘Nanamin’ but—that’s not really the point.” You cleared your throat and squeezed his hands. “There’s more to tell you about me and when I do, Nanami is going to be mentioned a lot because he has been by my side since I moved to Tokyo. Eventually, I’ll tell you more about my life and how Sugu, Toru, and Nananmi helped me through it. And Haibara and Shoko might’ve told me how insecure you feel sometimes when you look at the ring.”

“Ah, those two bastards,” he mumbled yet smiled through his statement. “I do though.”

“And I get it. I would too if the situation was reversed. But, when I’m with you, I’m not with my fiancé. I’m with Kento Nanami. Cowboy. Professional bull rider. Sweet, sweet chivalrous man that makes so much time for me when I think he has no time but makes it anyway. You, Kento, make me feel so free and happy. I moved on without fully realizing it. I want to be with you because you are you. And you chose to like a city girl that stands out in a small town.”

Nanami Kento x Reader

The oven dinged. You pulled out the blue Dutch oven and set it on the stove. You grabbed the silicone from the sides and pulled your sourdough on to the cooling rack. You smiled widely and leaned in closer to smell the freshly baked bread. Your fingers poked the top of the bread.

“Perfect!” you squealed happily and turned around. You screamed at Kento’s sudden appearance, immediately leaning back against the counter with your hand resting on your racing heart. He wore a blue button up tucked into his wrangler jeans. His sleeves were rolled up and you can see the muscles bulging against his shirt. He’s so hot. Kento smiled and pushed himself off against the wall.

“Sorry, your door was unlocked,” he said and walked inside the kitchen.

“I-It’s okay,” you replied softly. You noticed he took his shoes off. You smiled. “W-What brings you here?”

“Shoko called me to make sure that you’re still alive,” he answered and took a seat on the chair. “Apparently, an hour without answering her multiple text messages made her assume you were dead.”

“Y-Yeah, I’m not good at that,” you said. “You know, texting.”

“I’m not either.”

“You answer mine fairly quickly.”

“I know.” You blushed again. Your phone started ringing. You and Kento looked over and you smiled. You immediately answered your video call, immediately switching to your Japanese language.

“Sugu! Toru! It’s late,” you said with a pout.

“We missed our princess,” Gojo replied.

“Princess is baking. Watcha make?” Geto asked.

“Sourdough. Next is cookies.” Gojo wiped fake tears away from his eyes.

“I miss your desserts.”

“Dramatic as usual.” Every now and then, your eyes moved to Kento, making sure he was okay. Everytime you did, he smiled. You blushed every time, your eyes shyly avoiding his gaze. Your two friends noticed.

“Who’s there?” Gojo asked.

“My friend,” you answered.

“Oh! Shoko? Haibara?” You shook your head.

“Don’t freak out, okay?” Gojo and Geto nodded. You walked over to Kento and got him into the view of the camera.

“NANAMIN?!” Gojo exclaimed. You watched their faces pale.

“Same expression I had,” you said. “Kento Nanami. He’s a bull rider and good friends with Shoko and Haibara.”

“Oi, is he there alone with you,” Geto asked, tone serious like the older brother figure he is. You laughed.

“Chill, boys,” you said. “I’ll talk to you later. I miss you guys.”

“We missed you, too, Princess.”

“Sorry,” you said once you hung up from your call.

“It’s okay. You’re very close to them. Judging by their reaction, they were close to your fiancé?” You nodded with a sad smile.

“Satoru loves to annoy him,” you said. “Suguru just lets him. I defend my fiancé. Satoru is the one with the white hair. The other is Suguru.”

“It must be lonely here, huh?” he asked with concern.

“It does,” you replied. You went back behind the counter and put ingredients to the mixing bowl, measuring everything perfectly. “But I have Shoko, Haibara, and of course, you. Plus your family. Keith’s been asking for some desserts. So it’s not as lonely as I thought it would be.”

“Also, thanks for coming to watch my ride yesterday,” Kento said softly. “I’m sorry I had to leave so suddenly.”

“I-It’s okay. You did amazing. Gave me a scare for half a second there.”

“Red Fire gets unpredictable like that.” You chuckled. “I was wondering, a-are you free tonight?” Your movements stopped and you looked at him curiously. Kento let out an embarrassed chuckle, his hand rubbing the back of his head. “Nevermind.”

“I-I’m free.” You can feel your heart pound strongly against your chest. Kento covered his mouth and cleared his throat.

“Would you like to join me for dinner tonight?” His voice became soft when he asked. You swallowed the small lump in your throat, thoughts swirling in your head.

“I-I—“ Memories of your fiancé played in your head. Your eyes trailed back to your ring. Kento followed and frowned.

“It’s okay, Y/N,” he said and stood up. “Forget I asked. I-I have to catch up on some chores. I’ll see you around.” You felt the tight squeeze in your chest when he closed the door shut. You sighed.

Kento poured himself a glass of whiskey after his shower from doing yard work all day. He went to his backyard and sat on the bench that he placed on the deck. He took a deep breath, thoughts of you clouding his mind. The look in your eyes over everything whether they were filled with joy, fear, or sadness. The way your nose scrunches when you try to hold in a laugh and that your fingers cover your lips. Your lips. He was dying to know how they feel against his. He wants to kiss you and bask in your flowery and vanilla scent. He let out a soft groan, his grip on his glass tightening.

A soft knock broke his train of thought. He silently thanked that noise to calm him down. Kento turned and saw a shadow popping out from over the fence. He chuckled and stood up, walking over to the fence.

“You can come over, you know,” he said to you. You hopped up and held on tightly to the top of the fence to stay up. You took a deep breath.

“I figured you were upset with me,” you said. “I was nervous to just come over.”

“So you would rather knock on the fence to get my attention?” He raised his eyebrows and gave you a playful expression. He watched you blush as you nodded. “Come over. The door’s always open as well.”

“Thank you.”

You hopped down and he walked back to his seat. He listened to the doors open and close from your house until the noise came from his. He smiled, drinking his whiskey with pure excitement.

Kento watched you walk up to him. He eyed you up and down, especially your legs due to your shorts. He cleared his throat quietly as you placed a plate on the table.

“What is it?” he asked as he took the foil cover off. Inside was the sourdough you made. “You made it?”

“Your family says you love bread,” you said softly. “And…here you go. Bread.” You blew out air, light strands of hair blowing up with the air. “Sliced it up and I put a couple jars of homemade jam on your kitchen counter. One’s strawberry and the other is maple bacon.”

“Thank you. Do you want anything to drink?”

“You have wine?”

“You got it. Make yourself comfortable.” You nodded and took your seat next to him as he went inside. You took a deep breath in and then out as you fiddled with your ring and looked around his backyard while you waited.

“I hope you don’t mind a dry red,” he said. You see the glass in your vision. You smiled and thanked him. You took a small sip.

“Love it,” you said with a smile. You watched him put down two small plates on the table. He took a slice of the bread and spread one of the jams on it. He handed a plate to you before making himself one. You watched him sit back and take a bite.

“This is amazing,” he said. “I might buy all of my bread from you.” You softly laughed.

“I’ll be glad to do it,” you said. “Free of charge.”

“I’ll take discounts.”

“I mean, it doesn’t feel right to take money from a man who I go out on dates with.” From the corner of your eye, you watched his whole body freeze on the spot. You cleared your throat and drank more of your wine. “I, um, after you left, I spent all day thinking. Lots of thinking that I fell asleep. And I had a dream about my fiancé telling me to move on and that he’s going to be okay. That I shouldn’t hold on to his death for the rest of my life. But, the idea of dating a man who’s literally a splitting image of him doesn’t seem right but my fiancé says, ‘It doesn’t matter, sweetheart. If he’s going to be the one for you, give him that chance like you did with me.’ So, if that offer is still on the table, I would love to go out with you. Obviously tonight isn’t really an option, but—“

“We have right now. The night isn’t over yet,” Kento said. You blushed. You felt his hand wrap around yours. He gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “Did you even eat anything before coming over?”

“Ummm…I did not.” Kento chuckled when you gave him a sheepish smile.

“Did your fiancé have to check up on you 24/7?” The sudden burst of soft laughter surprised him. You turned to him, your feet on the chair to make yourself comfortable. He blushed when he saw your smile.

“Actually, he did,” you answered. “He was fairly convinced that I couldn’t take care of myself. Sometimes if I don’t answer him, he’s like Shoko where he’s convinced that I passed out somewhere or I’m dead.” Kento quietly laughed as he stood up from his seat.

“I’ll order us some food,” he said. “Crave anything specific?”

“I’d say sushi but I’m open for anything.”

“Sushi it is.”

He started a fire in his fire pit. A small table stood between you and Kento as you two ate and drank.

“Have you dated a lot since you’re famous and all?” you asked curiously.

“I did,” he answered. “Maybe a little too much that I started to lose focus on my career. I buckled down a few of years ago and been number one since then.”

“Should I worry about little Kento’s roaming around?” Kento laughed.

“Not at all. I always cover up and pull out.” You laughed. “What about you?” You let out a breath, formulating everything in your head before you spoke.

“Ken’s been my high school sweetheart,” you answered, your voice soft and sad he noticed. “He helped better my Japanese, offered to tutor me himself. We were best friends, became lovers at the end of our first year.”

“I guess I can see why everything’s been hard for you,” he said. “Why America? Here, specifically.” You shrugged.

“Just a feeling,” you answered with no definite reason. “Ken hated it when I did that. Just go with my gut feeling.”

“How come?”

“I got shot at one time.” The news surprised him. “I, well, we were on our date and I had this niggling feeling that I needed to go in this alleyway that we passed. He tried to stop me but I didn’t. A young boy was getting hurt.”

“Were you scared?”

“Extremely. Ken gets protective, even more since that day. I didn’t mind it, of course.” You sighed. “I just…” You sighed. “You know, this is depressing, I’m sorry. Here I am, talking about another man to my date.”

“I don’t mind.” Your eyes widened.

“Y-You don’t?” Kento shook his head.

“It gives me an opportunity to learn about you. Even if it means listening about your fiancé who I can see cares for you very, very much.” You smiled. You placed your hand on the table, palm up and open for him to hold. He didn’t let the opportunity go. He held your hand tightly. “So, tell me about Japan. Your lifestyle. Everything.”

“It’s not that interesting unlike your bull riding career.”

“No, no. I think everything about you is interesting. Don’t hold back.” You chuckled.

“Fine, fine. Well, it’s crowded. Filled with citizens and tourists,” you answered. “It’s fun though, there’s always something to do and somewhere to eat.” Your smile widened. “After school while Ken and Suguru stayed to study, Satoru and I came across this cafe. They have the best mochi and the best croissants I ever had! And the pancakes were so fluffy and cute. It became our little hangout place while those two studied.” You love the sound of Kento’s laugh.

“Didn’t want to study with your lover?”

“Not at all.” The two of you laughed again. “Suguru takes me shopping when Ken is busy with school activities. Ken does everything I want to do. My favorite will always be the convenient stores.”

“Why’s that?”

“Kento, when you visit Japan, all other convenient store experiences here will never ever compare. For about $7, I can get microwaveable ramen, string cheese, sausage, a snack, and a large drink. By the way, you can get cups with ice for your drink already.”

“You’ll have to take me there then.”

“I will. I want to go back in the Spring. I never missed the Cherry Blossom festival. And I won’t miss it next year. I’ll wear my Kimono and make my hair all cute with a flower pin to decor it.”

“A kimono. Sounds fancy.”

“I guess you can say that,” you said. “I want a blue one, the color of the sky that’s decorated with white clouds with a yellow and green sash. And I also want one colored of the night sky with a white sash. Maybe when I return there I’ll get one.”

“You’ll look beautiful in it too.” You shyly smiled at his compliment. Kento raised your hand and brought it to his lips, softly kissing your small knuckles.

“Four years ago, I was injured during my event,” he confessed. “It was pretty bad. Hurt my left shoulder and fractured my clavicle. I thought I was never going to ride again. I think that’s why I started dating around.”

“What changed your mind?” you asked curiously.

“Haibara called out on my shit. Angrily, I might add,” he said. “I’m glad he did. Turned my life around again. Probably never would’ve met you. I could’ve been a different person, have a different friend group, or be somewhere else.”

“I’m glad he did, too.” Kento turned back and looked at the fire. He let go of your hand and stood up.

“Let me get more wood and make this bigger.”

“N-No, this is perfect,” you immediately said.

“You sure?” You nodded.

“Alright.“

You met with Shoko at La Boutique, a cafe the two of you frequent and decide to have your brunches there almost every day. Once your food and mimosas arrived, Shoko leaned in closer towards you.

“You alright?” you asked.

“You and Kento?” You blushed. “Boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“N-No!”

“But you two are always together!”

“We haven’t even…I mean…we never kissed,” you whispered.

“You two have been dating for a month and not even one kiss?” she whispered aggressively. You nodded.

“I know he wants to, but I always pull away. I-I’m just scared,” you confessed. Shoko gave you a soft look.

“Alright, let’s talk about this. Past fiancé and current man. Similarities? Differences? C’mon, vent.”

“I mean, not including look wise?”

“Include it. Excuse me, Randy? We need more mimosas please. Like more,” Shoko said with a wink. Randy looked at Shoko’s smirk and your nervous yet sad look. He looked at Shoko and nodded.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said and quickly arrived with five pitchers.

“Yup, here’s your tip, my friend,” Shoko said and gave him twenty dollars. Shoko grabbed the first pitcher and filled your glass to the top. “And you, my friend. Drink.” You nodded and chugged the glass. Shoko’s eyes widened. You were never one to chug your drink.

“I hate that they are such splitting images of each other,” you said, your elbows resting on the table and palms squishing against your cheeks. You feel the alcohol now.

“It is a little scary,” Shoko mumbled. You nodded.

“But I got used to it. Kento’s got those beautiful ocean, blue eyes. Eyes that let you read emotions. And that breathtaking smile. It’s like he smiles but when he smiles at me, it’s like it’s for me. And I love hugging him. His arms are just so safe and comforting,” you said in awe. Shoko smiled and refilled your glass.

“And your fiancé?” You sadly smiled.

“He’s very aloof,” you said. “When I moved, I had to be in different classes due to the language barrier. I studied my butt off to become fluent, but it’s so hard to learn that language. When I was decent enough to be with everyone in high school for class, he offered to tutor me. Tutor me, Shoko! He was the most popular guy. He only talks to Satoru and Suguru and he went up to me. God, I had such a crush on him that I froze. And then, when I didn’t answer, he smiled at me and said that he’ll wait for me after class and we went to the rooftop of the school. His smile was only for me. And he lets me read him like a book.”

“Oh my gosh, that is the cutest love story ever,” Shoko said. “Okay, now back to current man.” You laughed and refilled both of your glasses.

“They’re both gentlemen. Kento has no filter. I hear how he talks to the guys at the bar and then to you guys and me.”

“Please, he’s careful on how he talks around you,” Shoko said. “It’s cute. He’s so into you. I love it.” You blushed.

“Ken, fiancé Ken, he gave me butterflies in my stomach that never went dormant. Kento, god, he makes me feel so hot.” You and Shoko laughed. “And it’s the fiery feeling he gives me that scares me, Shoko.”

“You’re scared to feel that pain again.” You nodded.

“Ken and I have been through so much. He was always there. Always reassuring me when I was doubtful.”

“How do you feel when you’re with Kento?” The question made you smile.

“Like he’s the only Kento Nanami out there.”

A couple of hours later, the bell to the door rung, indicating another customer entered in the cafe. Shoko waved and you turned around dizzily.

“I hope I didn’t disturb you, Kento,” Shoko said. You stared at the man taking a seat in between you and Shoko.

“Kento, I thought you’re at the ranch?” you asked, words slightly slurred.

“Shoko said you drank a bit too much,” he said. “I’ll bring you home when you’re ready to leave.” You pouted.

“But you shouldn’t do that. I’m fine by myself.” Kento chuckled and wrapped his arm around your shoulders and gently pulled you closer to him.

“I know that. But we all know very well that I will not let my girl get home on her own. Especially Shoko. She might have you do something stupid,” Kento said. Shoko laughed.

“He’s not wrong,” she confirmed with a small shrug. You laughed.

“So, ladies, what got my city girl to drink this much?” You pointed and jabbed your finger at his chest. Kento looked at you with such amused eyes, he smiled.

“You, mister,” you said. Every ‘you’ ended up being a jab to the chest. “You, you, and you. Ah, I think I’m getting headache.”

“Alright, young lady. Let’s bring you home.” You giggled when Kento lifted you off the ground. He carried you in his arms and the two of you waved to Shoko.

“Feel safe and comfortable, Y/N?” Shoko asked. You giggled.

“I sure do!”

Kento laughed as he brought you outside. Kento parked right outside the building. He opened your door and gently seated you on the seat and put your seatbelt on before going over to his side of the car.

“You should take a nap when you get home,” Kento said.

“But then I’ll wake up alone,” you said sadly.

“I’ll stay.”

“No, no. You do what you gotta do. I can’t hold you up,” you said. You yawned and closed your eyes. “Thank you for everything, Kento.” Kento smiled and glanced at you.

Nanami Kento x Reader

Ding dong

“It’s open!” you yelled from the kitchen. You listened to the door open and close and footsteps approaching you. “Shoes off please!” The footsteps receded and then a clutter of shoes hit the floor. You sprinkle flour to your dough before kneading the ball again.

“Cute home.” You looked up and saw Shoko and Haibara walk inside. You smiled. “You bake?”

“Yeah,” you answered when you place the ball back in its bowl. You covered the bowl and placed it inside the off oven. “I had a business in Tokyo. I’m gonna start it up again over here.”

“Did you own a bakery?” Haibara asked as he took a seat on the bar stool.

“I wish,” you answered. “Since I moved here, I’m back to square one with my savings to start one.”

“Do we at least get free samples on your baking?” Shoko asked curiously.

“Of course. You guys even get to try new experiments. So…” You washed your hands. “What brings you two here.”

“Bringing you to watch Kento compete,” Shoko answered.

“The bull riding, right?” you asked as you dried your hands.

“Yup! It starts in a few hours. We were hoping you would come,” Haibara said. “Shoko wanted to just drag you out of the house.” You laughed.

“I’d love to. I never seen anything like it before.”

“Go, go change! We’ll clean up for you,” Shoko urged as she pushed you up towards the stairs. You laughed.

“Okay, okay.”

The two of them looked at you up and down. You shifted uncomfortably in place, gently pulling down the hem of your pencil skirt to the cuffs of your sleeves.

“You do know that this is a rodeo sport,” Shoko urged said. “Not like golf or cricket? Whatever city people play.” You blushed. You looked at your business casual wear, something you were used to wearing. Shoko sighed.

“I think you look beautiful, Y/N,” Haibara said with a genuine smile. “However, maybe a pair of shorts, or a looser skirt? A dress even?”

“O-Okay.” You dashed up the stairs. Within minutes, you ran back down, wearing a pair of light blue business shorts that’s held up with a brown belt, your white shirt tucked in, and a matching light blue blazer to complete the look. In hand were a pair of brown flats.

“You’ll be more comfortable at least,” Haibara said.

“I’m buying you a pair of boots.” You looked at Shoko’s brown cowgirl boots. You looked at the skinny jeans she wore and a button up that’s partially buttoned as she tied the bottom of the shirt. “You are cute though. I want to borrow that outfit one day.”

You would gasp loudly and cover your eyes throughout the event. A couple of them would get thrown off the bull, barely leaving their chute. A few hit the board of the gates of the arena. One got injured.

“Oh my goodness,” you mumbled. You bit your nails. Shoko laughed and nudged you with her elbow.

“This is like the highlight of the town,” Shoko said.

“It’s so…scary,” you said and bit your lower lip.

“Not what you expected?” Shoko asked. You shook your head.

“I imagine mechanical bulls and soft, plushy platforms,” you replied with a small chuckle.

“Y/N, you’re so cute. We do those at the bar every third Wednesday and Saturday. Also special occasions,” she informed. “Look! Ken’s up!” You looked up and found him prepping to start. It’s been a week since you saw him. Word from Shoko, he was busy training. He sported Wrangler jeans with black chaps covering his thighs. He wore a thick black vest, patches of sponsors attached to it, a blue long sleeve appearing through his vest. His hair was still undone. He pushed it back before putting his black cowboy hat on. He wore black gloves as he gripped on the rope and prepped. The crowd was silent, but your eyes never left his. Kento looked at the crowd and his eyes stopped at your general direction. You caught your breath. You wondered if he noticed you. Or maybe he was looking at Shoko and Haibara, his two best friends that came to support. You’re just someone that he met anyway.

The gate opened. You held your breath, your body now stiff. Kento’s left arm was raised above his head and you watched how he controlled the bull. And you just knew, he’s going to be okay. Your eyes moved to the time clock. Eight seconds just couldn’t come fast enough for you.

“Come on, Ken,” Haibara mumbled.

Suddenly, the crowd cheered. Kento hopped off the bull and laughed once he landed. The sound of the bull huffing angrily made his ears perked. As he turned around, he saw the hooves grinding against the dirt. It was his cue to run and once he did, the bull ran.

“Oh shit,” he said as he ran. He was running to your direction. He jumped and held onto the gate. You watched his hat fall to the ground. He stood up and picked up. You watched him smile and the bull being directed back into the chute. The crowd cheered abruptly. Kento laughed, basking in the crowd’s excitement.

“K-Kento?” Kento turned and smiled when he saw you. You held his hat out to him. Kento grabbed the top of his hat, put it on your head, and winked before jumping down.

“Aw, he gave you his lucky hat,” Shoko said excitedly.

“Ken likes you, Y/N,” Haibara said. You felt yourself blush. Your fingers trailed the edges of the hat as the winners were being announced. Kento won first. You watched the proud smile form on his face. He circled around, waving at the crowd and then, he looked at you. He smiled and you blushed, smiling back. “Let’s go ladies. Let’s meet up with him.”

Haibara held Shoko’s hand and Shoko held yours to prevent the three of you from breaking up in the crowd. You held on tightly to your hat, afraid that it would fall off your head. Finally clearing from the crowd, the three of you were at the parking lot. You looked up and found Kento leaning up against his pick up truck. He smiled when you three were in view.

“Damn, that was amazing!” Haibara said. The two men high-fived each other. Shoko hugged Kento, congratulating him. Kento faced you and you shyly smiled.

“Congratulations,” you said and shyly avoided his gaze. You took his hat off your head but you felt him keep it in place on your head.

“It’s yours now, Y/N,” he said.

“B-But, isn’t it your lucky hat?” you asked.

“Just as long as you watch all of my competitions with it on,” he said with a wink before looking at his friends. “We ready?”

“Of course! Y/N, ride with Kento! Ken, we’ll see you there!” Before you could even formulate words out of your mouth, Shoko and Haibara were already out of reach. You looked at Kento, who already had the passenger door opened for you. You smiled and climbed inside. As you put your seatbelt on, Kento climbed inside and started the car.

“What did you think about the bull riding competition?” he asked.

“Scary. We don’t really have that in Japan. It’s more of a bull vs. bull thing.” Kento chuckled. He spotted Haibara’s car and eased out of the parking lot. “I got more scared when you were up.”

“People typically get excited.” You shook your head. You fiddled with your fingers on your lap, along with your diamond ring.

“That bull looked mean and I was scared that you were going to get hurt.”

“I do my best not to.”

“Have you gotten injured?”

“A bunch of times. It’s all part of the sport, you know.”

“Right.” You nodded and looked out the window. “Where are we going?”

“The family ranch.” Your eyes widened and they whipped towards Kento. He noticed from the corner of his eye and smiled. Soft, tiny chuckles escaping his lips. “You’ll be fine. Trust me.”

You froze in place when a woman around your age hugged you tightly. Hesitantly, you hugged her back. You felt a pat on your back and turned around to see an older man, almost like a splitting image of Kento. His hair long and blonde with some gray hairs sprinkling his head, eyes like Kento’s except a deep brown. His smile is soft that it made you feel warm and welcome.

“I’m Keith, Kento’s dad,” Keith introduced himself.

“I’m Kento’s baby sister, Lily.” More footsteps approached and you found three more men descending down the stairs.

“Those are my other sons. That’s Clay, Kurt, and Jack.” Out of instinct, you bowed at the family.

“It’s nice to meet you all. My name is Y/N,” you said.

“Kento, she’s cute! I like her!” Lily exclaimed. You looked at Kento. Shoko and Haibara chuckled before hugging the family.

“We got the food ready out back!” Keith announced. “Make yourself at home, Y/N. It’s not everyday Kento brings a woman over.”

“T-Thank you, sir.”

“Sir? Young lady, Keith is fine. Get yourself comfortable.” You smiled and nodded. You felt a hand on your shoulder. You looked up and saw Kento standing next to you.

“You’ll be okay?” You nodded. “I’ll drive you back home whenever you’re ready.”

“Are you sure? I mean, isn’t this your house?”

“Somewhat. I rented recently so I’m closer to the city for the upcoming competitions and the airport. Let’s go. We can’t keep them waiting.”

Kento opened the back door for you. He placed his hand just barely at the small of your back, leading you to the fire pit where chairs encircled the pit. He sat you down on the chair and you watched him walk over the table and grab two plates. You blushed.

“Y/N, want a beer?” Jack asked.

“Please.” Jack walked over to you and handed you a can. “Thank you.” You took the can and opened it. Lily sat next to you and noticed the bright glint on your finger. She took a second to admire the ring.

“You’re engaged? To who? Can we meet your fiancé?” she asked excitedly. You paused mid-drink. Shoko and Haibara gave you worried looks while Kento watched you carefully. So carefully that he was ready to find some way to protect you. You swallowed the beer and placed it on the wide arm of the chair. You cleared your throat. Everyone was waiting.

“I was engaged,” you answered calmly. “My fiancé passed away two months ago. Oof!” Lily jumped from her chair and hugged you, spilling your beer in the process.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to!” You couldn’t help but laugh and hug her back, gently patting her back.

“It’s okay!”

“Sorry, Y/N. Lily gets…” Clay paused thinking on ways to describe his younger sister.

“She’s too much,” Kurt said.

“She’s caring.” Lily smiled bright at you before turning around to stick her tongue out at her brothers. “Well, let’s celebrate Kento’s victory,” you said excitedly. You picked up the beer can from the ground and wiped the dirt away. Before you could take a sip, a hand grabbed the top of the can and pulled it away from you and a fresh new can was in place. You smiled and saw Kento place a plate of food on your lap. “Thank you, Kento.”

“You’re welcome. Enjoy.”

Time flew by. You sat there, observing the family, learning more about them, especially Kento. You gave them tidbits about your life. Living in Brooklyn, San Antonio, San Diego, Fort Dix, and then Tokyo. Your baking business you want to start again once you moved. Clay, Jack, and Kurt all have their own houses on this land. The three of them work on the ranch together. Clay is the oldest out of the siblings and the most put together. He manages the finances of the ranch. Jack is the second oldest and works on the field. He’s the jokester of the bunch you noticed. You learned that Kento started riding bulls when he was young. The family isn’t a fan about it but you love the support they give either way. Then there was Kurt. He’s the quiet and sweet one, asking if you were doing okay every now and then. And then there’s Lily. Her personality different from the boys. She’s married with two kids and lives north with her husband at their own ranch. And then there’s Keith, retired cowboy and ranch owner.

“Y/N, you should stop by every now and then,” Keith said. “It’s great to have you around.”

“Thank you, Keith. I love being here,” you replied truthfully.

“You stand out so much with that outfit,” Jack said with a chuckle. You blushed. You felt like the blazer was a bit much.

“She looks perfectly fine, Jack,” Kento said. You blushed.

“She was about to wear those tight skirts that business women wore with cute heels,” Shoko added.

“It’s my usual attire!” you exclaimed defensively.

“It’s cute though! However, we need to go shopping. I’ll find you the cutest pair of boots,” Shoko said.

“Next week,” you said. “I’ll have to get started on the business.”

“Y/N, you should bring some of your baking goods over,” Jack said.

“Have Kento try it. The man’s in love with bread,” Keith added. You looked at Kento and caught the slight blush on his cheeks. You smiled.

“Yeah, I’ll bring some over. I told Haibara and Shoko that they could try some new experiments. I’ll bring some over here, too,” you said.

“We could help you out with the advertising,” Keith said.

“Thank you. All of you.”

The drive back home was a comfortable silence. You leaned your head against the window and stared up at the sky.

“I can never get tired of the sky,” you said.

“Probably don’t see them like you do in the cities,” Kento replied.

“Not at all. I’m curious, where’s your mom?” You looked at Kento. You bit your bottom lip at his silence. “Sorry, I’m being nosy.”

“You’re not,” he said. “She died 10 years ago in a car accident.”

“I-I’m sorry to hear that. How was she like?” You watched his lips curve in a smile.

“She was the best mother,” he answered. “A hard ass for sure but she did everything for us. She hates the bull riding but she always came and watched.”

“She’s amazing.”

“She was.”

“Thank you for driving me.”

“Anytime.”

Once Kento pulled into your driveway, he hopped out of the car. You unbuckled your seatbelt before placing your hand on the handle. Before you opened it, Kento opened the door for you. You smiled and curled your hair behind your ear.

“You’re a gentleman,” you said.

“It’s what my momma taught me to be,” he answered with a smile. He offered you his hand and shyly, you held it as he guided you out of the truck. “Don’t forget your hat.” He grabbed it from the dashboard and placed it on your head.

“Thank you.”

“I’m riding again next week. Gonna come?” he asked, almost nervously.

“For you, I’ll go. Same place?”

“Yes, ma’am.” You giggled. “Sweet dreams, Y/N.”

“Sweet dreams, Kento.” He watched you walk up the porch. You watched him get in his car. Kento waved and backed out. You turned to unlock the door, but the headlights from the corner of your eyes caught your attention. You turned to your neighbor’s house. Your eyes widened when Kento turned his truck off and hopped out of the vehicle. “You live there?”

“During the bull riding season, I do,” he answered with a laugh. “I’ve been at the ranch since Lily’s been home.”

“I-I…” His laughter filtered the air. You watched him walk up to his porch. He opened his front door and turned to you. “Sweet dreams, Y/N.”

Nanami Kento x Reader

You took in the view from your rented home. You stood in your backyard, admiring the mountainous view that you get to have, along with the blue sky that was scarce of clouds for the day. The air smelled fresh and the air was warm. It just felt right.

You’re happy that you get to live close to the city. Driving out to the city is just open land, farmland, and ranches. It was something you never got to be around since you grew up in cities your whole life. You needed something new. Something fresh.

“Hello?” you answered your cell phone on the first ring. You smiled.

“Y/N! We miss you already!” You chuckled at Gojo’s loud voice.

“I miss you guys, too,” you said. You already feel tears forming in your eyes. You swallowed the lump in your throat and walked back inside. Quietly, you fiddled with your ring. “What are you guys up to?”

“Drinking,” this time it was Geto.

“Yeah, just doing our daily thing. It’s just not the same without you,” Gojo said.

“I’ll be visiting often.”

“And we will too,” Gojo said.

“We wanted to check up on you,” Geto said.

“I’m doing good,” you answered. “I’m about to unpack.”

“We won’t hold you up. Talk to you soon.”

“Alright. Talk to you two soon.”

You put on your flowy, off-shoulder blue summer dress. Chiffon-like material with loose sleeves to make you feel less revealing. You rummaged in your shoe closet to put on your favorite black heels and purse. You mentally planned for the next day as you walked around the area. You promised yourself to finish unpacking and getting your new home ready before exploring the city. Then, you’ll get back to work and grow your business in the new town you reside in.

Cattle Spurs? Seems promising.

It was a kind of bar you didn’t expect. But then again, you don’t know what to expect anyway. You definitely feel out of place. Lots of women in jeans or denim shorts and cowgirl boots. Men in hats and plain T-shirts, and jeans that hug their butts fairly nicely. You definitely nodded in approval in that attire. You were used to business suits and slacks along with dress shoes and messenger bags or large purses. The bar was crowded but you snagged the empty seat, patiently waiting for a bartender.

“You’re new around here.” You looked at the woman with long brown hair. She wore a white T-shirt with the bar name branded across her chest. The shirt was tucked in loosely in her jeans and she wore a cowboy hat.

“I’m that obvious, huh?” you asked with a shy smile as you curled a strand of hair behind your ear.

“That and you’re a new face,” she answered. “It’s a nice place. Lived here my whole life.”

“I just moved in yesterday.”

“Welcome to the neighborhood. Shoko Ieiri.”

“Y/N.”

“What would you like?” You looked around the bar, mostly beer sitting on the counter. You debated on beer, but you aren’t the biggest fan of the taste. Shoko noticed and chuckled. Her soft chuckle, even through the loud music, caught your attention. “No judgements here on what you drink. The men just love their beer.”

“Then, any cocktail if that’s okay.”

“You got it.”

Your head bobbed softly to the music. You watched people in the middle of the room, dancing in coordination. You chuckled. Maybe one day you’ll learn and join them.

“Here you go. You gonna open a tab?”

“Not tonight.” You handed her your card. Shoko nodded. You sighed in relief when you took a drink of your cocktail. It might even be your new favorite, as long as Shoko makes it. “Shoko, whenever I’m here, I want this drink.” Shoko laughed.

“You got it, girl,” she said. “What do you think of the town so far?” Shoko started cleaning the portion of the counter next to you when a few customers left.

“It’s beautiful,” you answered.

“Where you from?”

“Japan.” Shoko paused. When you looked at her, her eyes were wide. You let out a nervous chuckle. “Yeah, huge change. I was from the states until I was in middle school.”

“What made you want to go back?” You were suddenly quiet. Shoko noticed the quick change in your expression. The way your eyes looked so faraway and glassy along with the way your smile disappeared. “Sorry I asked. You don’t have—“ You shook your head to stop her.

“My fiancé died,” you answered and took a sip of your drink. Shoko looked at you, and her eyes stopped at the ring on your left finger, something she didn’t notice. “Two months ago. I…I couldn’t live there anymore.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“But are you?” You forced a smile and laugh.

“Not at all.”

Heavy footsteps were heard behind you. Shoko smiled widely, her posture immediately straightening, her arm was up as she waved at the customer. You turned around to see a male with brown hair. He wore denim jeans, brown boots, and a fitted white T-shirt.

“Haibara! The usual?” Shoko asked. The man, Haibara, chuckled and nodded.

“Yes please,” he said as he took a seat close to you. The empty chair in between you two was leaned against the bar counter.

“Ah, he’s coming soon?” Shoko asked when she handed him a glass of beer.

“Oh yeah. He just finished an event. Got first place, as per usual. Not a crazy round. He got chosen a decent bull.”

“That doesn’t make me feel that bad for missing it then. Oh, this is my new friend, Y/N. Y/N, this is Haibara Yu.” You faced Haibara and found his hand reached out in front of you.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/N,” he said. You nodded, firmly shaking his hand in return.

“Likewise,” you replied quietly.

“Grab a drink, Shoko! We can cheers to the man when he arrives. You’ll join us, Y/N.” You blushed.

“S-Sure.”

He’s an easy going guy, a trait you appreciate from anyone. You were always the shy and quiet type, a trait you wanted to grow out of. Even just being in the bar alone made your nerves grow and grow. That was until Shoko made you feel welcome in the town. And now, Haibara was doing the same thing. You felt more at ease.

“You’re definitely not from around here,” Haibara mentioned. You laughed. It’s going to be a saying you’ll be hearing for a while.

“She’s from Japan! Tokyo?” You nodded at Shoko’s question. “We’ve got a city girl. Out of the country city girl.”

“You’ll love it here. The three of us have been here for our whole lives.”

“Three?”

Before Haibara could answer, the voices inside the bar became louder, and the women were screaming. Haibara and Shoko laughed, unfazed at the eardrum breaking volume while you winced at the sudden loud noise, your hands covering your ears.

“Kento! Kento! Kento! Kento!” You raised your eyebrows. You can hear the heavy footsteps approaching your way. You grabbed your drink and took a large sip. A large sip of courage. You can feel his large presence behind you. He pulled out the chair that Haibara saved for him and carefully took his seat. You got a waft of his scent. Leather? Woodsy? Maybe musky? Or all three combined perfectly together just for this man.

“Finally! You made it! Got stuck in traffic or something?” Haibara questioned.

“Nah, I took a quick shower,” he answered. “Smelled like shit from the bulls.”

“Y/N! Y/N! This is Kento Nanami!” Haibara was waving his hand to get your attention. “Ken, meet Y/N! She’s really cool.” When you turned around, Kento looked at you.

You lost your breath and you paled.

Memories flooded your brain. You can see him. Those curious eyes quickly worrying.

“You alright, ma’am?” he asked. You opened your mouth to speak but you couldn’t find your voice.

Life is fucking with me. Why is it cruel?

“Y/N, you alright?” Shoko asked slowly and worriedly.

“K-Kento,” you finally said, just barely, but Kento heard you.

“We’ve met?” His eyes trailed you up and down. “Unless, a fan?”

“I…I’m—I’ll be back…”

“Whoa there.” The moment you hopped off the bar stool, your legs gave out and Kento was on his feet, catching you before you fell on your knees. You can hear his chuckle, feel his chest softly vibrate against your back. “Too much to drink?”

“N-No. I…” Kento helped you back on the chair. Shoko and Haibara watched, puzzled to the way you were reacting. You shook your head. “This can’t be real,” you mumbled. You pushed your hair back. More memories flooded back. Tears were forming and blurring your vision.

“Do you need the hospital? I can take you there.” You shook your head.

“No…it’s…” You cupped his face, much to Kento’s surprise. He let you as you turned his head slightly in every direction possible, unbeknownst that many people were watching you two. You see some differences, but not too much. This Kento is definitely built slightly larger. His eyes appear brighter and are blue instead of brown and he smiles more. His blonde hair isn’t styled, strands of it covering his forehead, almost touching his eyes. “Life’s fucking with me.” Kento just chuckled.

“You know…” he said as his eyes trailed to the side. Your eyes followed and when you saw a crowd of people of watching silently, you immediately let go and shrunk in your seat.

“S-Sorry.” You hid your face in embarrassment as he and his friends chuckled.

“Don’t fret about it,” he said with his hand resting on your shoulder. “You got a nice and gentle touch at least.” Your face is heated.

Just let me melt and disappear right now. Please. Anyone?

“For Y/N’s sake, let’s pretend that never happened,” Haibara said as he grabbed his glass and raised it in the air. “Cheers to Ken’s win tonight!” Haibara, Kento, and Shoko had their drinks in the air. You slowly looked at them and your hand scrambled to your drink. They smiled at you.

“Cheers!”

You stayed for a couple hours. Just until the tiredness suddenly engulfed you. You yawned, as quietly and hidden as you could with your hands, and slowly stood up from the chair. You grabbed your purse from the counter and waved at Haibara, Shoko, and Kento.

“Text me when you get home!” Shoko yelled.

“Will do!”

“Me too!” Haibara yelled. You laughed and nodded. You looked at Kento and smiled.

“Nice to meet you,” you said. “S-Sorry for my freak out.” You blushed, the embarrassing memory flooding back into your mind. Kento chuckled as he shook his head, not being bothered of the event.

“Did you drive?”

“Nope. I walked. I live close by. See you around.” With one last wave, you turned around and left.

Kento stared at the closed door a second too long before he finished his drink and got up from his seat. It didn’t sit well with him for you to walk back home alone at night. He knew the area is safe. He knows.

“I’ll be back,” he said. Before Haibara and Shoko could say anything, he left. Left before anyone in the crowd could even grab his attention, if they could. His attention is stuck on you. Kento looked left and right, finally seeing you close to the end of the road. He took a deep breath and sped walk to you. “Y/N.” He watched your body jump slightly from his sudden voice. Kento smiled softly when you turned around. But his smile left when he watched you wipe your tears. “A-Are you hurt?”

“N-No,” you answered. “Sorry.”

“Let me walk you home,” he said. You nodded. He followed you, walking side by side with you in the quiet night. Cars drove past you guys and small crowds of people would laugh and chat passing by. “I’m guessing you don’t like it here much?”

“It’s not that,” you said, but you didn’t continue and let soft sobs escape your lips. You continued to wipe your tears away. “Gosh, these tears just won’t stop.” You let out a shaky chuckle.

“I wish I had something to dry them up for you,” he said quietly. You chuckled again.

“It’s okay, Kento.” More tears sprung out of your eyes like a waterfall. Kento looked down. He caught the ring on your finger. He frowned at the sight. It’s a beautiful ring.

A beautiful ring for a beautiful woman. What a lucky man.

“Did you get into an argument with your fiancé?” he asked slowly and carefully.

“I w-wish,” you whispered, your voice cracking in the process.

“Wish?” You nodded.

“My fiancé died two months ago,” you answered. “Selfless bastard.”

“I-I’m sorry.” You stayed silent. It didn’t take long for you to arrive back home. You and Kento stood on your front porch. The two of you faced each other. You took your phone out before shakingly handing it over to him. When Kento took your phone, his eyes widened.

“I—He—“

“Yeah, you two are like legit twins. I can officially say that I’ve met doppelgängers. Even got the same name.”

“Too scrawny to be me.” You laughed. “Must be a great man.”

“He was.” Kento returned your phone. You quickly gave Shoko and Haibara a text before putting your phone back in your purse. “Thank you for walking me home.”

“The pleasure is all mine. Sweet dreams, Y/N.”

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