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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