SHOULD'VE DONE THINGS DIFFERENTLY
summary: your last time with your beloved.
pairing: husbang!nanami x gn!reader
wc: 0.4k | warnings: nanami isnt in malaysia (hes dead)
genre: short lived fluff before angst
The last time you saw Nanami was on October 31, just thirty minutes before 7 pm.
Your husband grabbed his tie from the table—he was supposed to be done for the day and was already preparing dinner as you changed from your work clothes, but they called him for an emergency.
This wasn’t rare, it happened on the night parade of a hundred demons too. Still, you were slightly upset that he had to go so abruptly.
You hugged him and gave him a short peck on the lips, “Love you, be safe out there ‘kay?”
“I love you too, and in case I’m late coming home, please don’t stay up like last time,” he sighed, recalling the time you were still on the living room couch at four in the morning because he was out on a mission. He could tell you were just a few blinks away from completely blacking out, and he was correct because right before he could tell you he was home, you fell asleep.
He carried you back to your shared bed, tucked you in, and changed before laying beside you, hands holding you with so much care.
Waking up to find yourself in bed, Nanami’s arms still wrapped around you securely with a soft smile on his features will always be your favorite memory.
“You better be quick then, and knock them out with your extremely strong punches or whatever.” He laughs.
“I can’t promise I’ll be quick, but I promise I’ll be back.”
He hugged you one last time before going.
If you knew that you’d lose him forever that day, you would’ve never let him go. You would’ve held onto him tightly and selfishly told him to just stay, to quit being a sorcerer—quit risking his life every day and just move somewhere without the stress and noise of the city already.
But you didn’t know anything.
So completely oblivious to what would happen to the love of your life, you let him go.
Nanami Kento broke his promise and never returned, instead, the next day Shoko was the one who knocked on your door, head hung low to tell you the unfortunate news.
You wish it was just a joke, that Nanami was actually just there and he was waiting to jump out and surprise you, but no matter how long you waited, he never appeared. No matter how late you stayed up waiting, he never came back to scold you.
You cry despite not having any tears left at all; maybe this time he’ll come back to comfort you.
Maybe, just maybe, he’ll be able to glue the promise back together.
© geombyu
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.⌇ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. toji can’t get his deserved rest due to his baby boy keeping him awake.
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tags. dad!toji x female reader. nothing else to add; just pure fluff.
“he’s kickin’ me again,” toji complains with a deep sigh. tiny feet keep patting his back, not allowing the man to sleep at all. the culprit is none other than megumi—his beloved, yet bratty, son.
the little boy lays between you and your husband. you figured that this was best since megumi kept wailing each time you put him back in his crib.
you chuckle at toji’s groans of annoyance. your son is still full of energy, even if it’s already super late at night. your hand brushes against megumi’s chubby cheek and you can’t help but squeeze it lightly.
that action gains you a high-pitched squeak. you sigh and keep your child occupied with the movement of your finger against his face, “it’s his way of asking for attention, honey.”
toji grumbles something under his breath and scoots away from the both of you. megumi’s head turns towards his dad, his attention caught by the rustling of the sheets. you raise an eyebrow in response to toji putting distance between you both.
“papa’s mean,” you huff, talking to your baby. you can’t see toji’s face since his broad back is obstructing the view, though you can easily guess that he’s frowning.
maybe even secretly sulking about the lack of sleep. you do understand, however. he’s worked hard all day to provide for both megumi and you.
“papa,” megumi speaks up with an adorable pout on his lips. he crawls over to toji before you can stop him. the little boy taps at toji’s back again, tugging at the fabric of his shirt.
megumi’s need for attention and affection from his father is heartwarming to see. you reach out towards your son in hopes of picking him back up. toji needs his rest after all.
a deep sigh escapes toji’s lips. not one of frustration this time, but rather one of defeat. he opens his eyes and turns around to face megumi. the man’s stoic face softens the moment he sees those cute doe eyes staring up at him.
“c’mere,” toji grumbles and lifts his child’s tiny body up without any effort. megumi giggles instantly and reaches his hands out to hold his dad’s face. your husband playfully bites your son’s tiny fingers instead, “not gonna allow y’r dad to sleep, huh? tsk tsk.”
you watch the scene unfold with a tender smile. toji lowers his head and starts blowing raspberries against megumi’s tummy. the baby squeals and giggles uncontrollably, writhing around in toji’s embrace.
“this is what ya get for being a brat,” toji mumbles and switches to leaving kisses along the little boy’s belly. that makes megumi laugh as well due to the ticklishness.
toji grins. his earlier drowsiness and annoyance have vanished into thin air. he can’t possibly stay mad at his son. not after seeing megumi happy. and especially not after seeing your content smile too.
“mama! mama!” megumi laughs between cries of help. his tiny hand reaches out to you whilst toji continues the little attack on his tummy. you chuckle and decide to intervene.
you scoot over to the other side and shield megumi’s tiny body from your husband’s tickles. you frown and playfully scold him, “stay away from my baby, you big bad guy.”
toji raises an eyebrow in amusement. he bites back a laugh before cocking his head to the side, that familiar smug expression appearing on his face.
“oh yeah? ‘m the bad guy now, eh?” the dark-haired man rolls his eyes. he towers over both you and your son - who’s giggling and still holding tightly onto you, “all right. i’ll show you just how bad i can be then.”
your eyes widen the moment you feel toji’s fingers land underneath your shirt, touching your bare skin. not a second passes by and he’s already tickling you. his other hand reaches for megumi’s tummy again—now making the both of you squirm and giggle loudly.
the happy sounds echo throughout the room. perhaps even loud enough for your neighbours to hear at four in the morning. but, you don’t care about any possible noise complaints. not during this cozy family moment.
plus toji’s fond smile as he continues torturing you and your son is definitely worth all of it.
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ngl kind of dreading what this week’s episode will do to the fan perception of kabru bc ppl already characterize him as overly violent bc of the harpy egg scene. he views killing laios as a last resort. he was being dramatic. that’s the punchline!
he’s interested in laios’s monster ramblings. he may not be interested in monsters themselves but he wants to know about his thought process.
in a way it is funny bc its such a “the boy who cried wolf” situation bc kabru lies so much some of the audience doesn’t believe him when he’s actually speaking from his heart
while yeah kabru might go insane if laios just kept rambling about monsters some of you exaggerate it. he’s more likely to try to divert the conversation into something else(even if it doesn’t work) than outright attack him or something. like sure, he’d get violent thoughts but he won’t act on them! god
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