Hello, besties!!! ✨Welcome to my A Day in the Life series featuring each JJK manz—a fun little snippet of what life would be like with them. Expect rom-com vibes with a mix of:
Minor to aggressive roasting 🔥 (the best combo, right?)
* Nanami (first, because priorities)
* Getou & Megumi (saving these two for last because they make my brain hurt)
Dating Nanami Kento: A Love Story in Financial Planning Pt.1
The Human Embodiment of "I Am Not Emotionally Available, but I Will Zelle You for Lunch"
Dating Nanami is not for the weak.
But, how did you meet your handsome corporate boyfriend, and where exactly did it all begin?
You work at a Coffee Shop, and He's Your Most Annoying Regular...
Nanami comes in at the exact same time every morning.
Same order. Same expression. Same routine.
He does not say "Good morning."
He does not say "Thank you."
Just grabs his coffee, nods, and leaves.
You accidentally get his order wrong.
He pauses. Looks down at the cup.
Then... slowly looks at you.
And he looks SO UPSET. Like he's personally offended.
Nanami's frowning, adjusting his watch. "I don't drink caramel. I ordered it black."
You apologize, flustered, but he just sighs.
Nanami grumbles, takes a sip anyway "I suppose it's fine. Just... don't let it happen again."
And from that moment on? He remembers you.
Now, when he picks up his coffee, his eyes linger on you just a second too long.
And when he sees you flustered?
You offer a smile, an apology, but it goes unreciprocated.
Curt nods, some tight-lipped hello. No smile.
Doesn't try to make small talk, either.
Oh, but the real annoyance comes when you go out of town for two weeks, and someone else is filling in for you.
You notice an immediate shift in mood.
He looks annoyed when they're still at your register. He looks over his shoulder, then down at his coffee.
Like he needs to figure out what's going on.
He stares at it a bit before looking around and spotting you wiping down tables.
A split second of hesitation as you both make brief, unexpected eye contact, and then, with a sigh, he leaves the shop, a slight shake of the head.
Oh, man. You definitely noticed it, but your co-worker, Nobara, takes the opportunity to comment, now that you are back.
Nobara leans over to whisper to you as the corporate-suited man comes in grumpier than usual, sighing and ordering his black coffee, his brow furrowed at you not standing in your usual spot by the cashier.
"Man, he REALLY misses ya!"
Your brow raises, but you go back to the tasks at hand, Nobara slipping you a wink as you ignore your sudden rise in heartrate.
It all continues the next day. You’re at the register again and has his usual coffee ready, a small smirk on your face as you watch him walk up.
But the same, nonchalant, pouty expression appears on his face as he spots a happy face drawn on his to-go cup.
You couldn't help yourself...
His gaze flickers to you briefly, and there's an actual glare this time.
God, even angry he's so cute.
His sigh could be heard from the other side of the world as he turns toward the door. But you don't see the small smirk he wears.
You never do, when you're drawing cute doodles on his coffee cup, like the shameless little flirt that you are.
Damn. At least you tried to engage.
The next week goes on much of the same, until finally?
Finally, he gives a small, sigh, rolling his eyes.
"Are you ever going to stop? The drawings are annoying."
Nanami actually stopping his entire corporate executive routine to speak? 😏
So of course, your immediate reaction is a casual: "Y-yeah! I will. Sorry, sir."
Wanting him to not find your behavior so childish.
Because his shoulders actually sag slightly.
Like he'd been secretly hoping you would've had the balls to continue being so audacious.
"Good" isn't exactly encouraging you to stop. So the next morning, you've drawn a little doodle of him as well.
"And good morning to YOU, Mister Corporate Man! 😌"
Even he, the walking definition of resting-bitch-face, can't hide the fact he's trying hard not to smile.
He let out a small low chuckle. And when he finally looks up at you, with his big beautiful whisky colored eyes.
Oh, Jesus Christ. This one little sentence changes EVERYTHING.
As does the way his fingers linger on your own as he hands you money.
Oh, his fingertips lightly brushing your palm.
No, calm down. He’s just being courtesy This was the first time he acknowledged your presence and not even in an irritated manner.
His next few visits you offer a nod or wave, smiling kindly at him.
A quick, casual, "Good morning." He said smoothly.
God. Is this man flirting? With you???
Um, well. Okay. It's probably best you don't assume his motives. Or try to overanalyze what he means by a simple 'good morning.'
Right. Right. Best to play it safe and casual, because the last thing you want is to read the situation wrong and embarrass yourself.
And yeah, if his smiles become just a bit friendlier as the days pass, and the occasional chats a bit longer, it's all for casual, platonic fun.
It's NOT a big deal, you tell yourself as Nobara mentions the extra time Nanami seems to be spending at the café nowadays.
And definitely not a big deal when Nobara mentions he may just have a little, 'thing', for you.
Then why is your heart skipping a beat at these mere, PLATONIC thoughts.
And why were are you starting to have daydreams about him?
G-o-d. Get a hold of yourself. This is a no-go, buster.
Then comes your chance, and it happens rather organically.
One day you've been talking to your co-worker about saving money, since the holiday season was coming up you have been pulling double shifts at the cafe for some extra spending cash.
Well, Nanami is his usual, subtle, but there, self is listening while you prepare his order, offering a quiet, "have you ever thought about having an accountant take a look at your expenses, maybe? See if there's room for improvement?"
No way. He actually talked to you about a topic, other than his drink, today???
Oh, jeez, is he taking interest in you? Is that what this is?? 😛 Mm.
His offer catches you completely off-guard. It's not weird or intrusive. You didn't even know he heard you chatting with Nobara.
With an uncomfortable chuckle, you said, "any accountant is kinda outside of my paygrade at this time in my life. It's whatever, though, I can cut back. Not a huge issue."
Your lips are curling up into a kind, almost sad, smile as you say this, trying to assure him everything is just fine, even if your credit is crummy and you work hard just to be a float away from going into a lot of debt.
Of course, he listens intently, sizing you up quietly, looking at the way you handle his money, not because he's suspicious or rude but because he's a critical observer and hates when people, especially cute ones, do things for less-than-great reasons.
He notices a lot about you. The way you added an extra shot of espresso to his cup. Or the way you hold out the small container of cream, and already have a straw handy for him so that he doesn't have to ask.
When you pass his to-go cup toward him, he makes a small, thoughtful humming sound as he hands you his business card.
"Take this. Email me. We can set an appointment—I won’t charge you—and can meet outside of office hours."
He... wants to... have... a... meeting... with you????
But, no, not that kind of meeting, dum-dum. He is offering you financial planning advice. Free.
Which is, absolutely mind-blowing, because he knows this service will cost quite a pretty penny.
Unless this is all some ploy so he can spend more time alone with you.
No. No. Business and pleasure are two separate things. He's being legit and you shouldn't assume ulterior motives, and yet...
God. His business cards are nice.
He did this so casually, too. Like, is he reading your mind? Because the gears inside are going absolutely a-fricken-mazing.
His voice, deep yet soft.
You grab at his business card with the biggest, dumb grin on your face.
What was this about financial planning, now?
Well, when you look down at the card, you see "Financial Advisor and Accountant - Nanami Kento."
His number and email is typed underneath.
If this man wasn't just full of surprises?!
"Mr. Nanami," you sputter, looking at his name. "Kento, uh. Yeah! That's your full name."
"Um... yes." There's the hint of another small chuckle in his voice and when his brown eyes flicker to yours, there's mirth there, behind the light contact.
Wait, and he's got his sleeves pushed up to his forearms today.
Alright. Hold on, timeout.
Because, it's there, and your entire world is shifting?
Your brows raise just a tad, staring at those, umm, nice looking arms for just a millisecond too long.
How did you not see this sooner?
He definitely works out. Like. A lot.
Can't exactly have those biceps hidden underneath that blazer and slacks.
Mm-kay, Y/N, stop it. Don't be creepy. He's offered free financial planning and you're standing there in stunned silence ogling him.
Then you truly realizing you're ogling.
You try to change the subject quickly, clearing your throat.
"Umm thank you...I um here it's on me." You grabbed an apple danish from the display case.
"Have something for ya...er you... i-in exchange! As a thank-you!!" You said, extending the pastry forward toward him.
There's no pause or hesitation as he gently takes the dessert from your hands, and then gives a quick, simple nod.
"Thank you. Until later," he says in that low, soft rumble.
More to come darlings💅 Next up: Part two on how you started dating your human calculator.
🖤 Reblog if you’d let Nanami financially plan your life.
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