“princess? are you ready?” kita’s voice carries down the narrow hallway that he’s peering over to look at the closed door on the opposite end. beside him is his dog, impatiently sitting at his feet with his tail wagging and panting as he excitedly waits for the person behind the door.
kita watches as the brown door opens and reveals a little girl. her pigtails are high on her head and she wears a school uniform with her red leather backpack on her shoulders. she grins as soon as she meets her dad’s eyes and quickly runs down the hall, their dog quick to get on his paws and circling around the girl.
“i'm finished! what do you think, papa?” the little girl spins on the balls of her feet as soon as she’s close enough to her father. kita smiles and pats her head, chuckling when the tongue begins giving her wet kisses on her face.
“you are beautiful, princess. come on now, we need to get going or we’ll be late for school.”
“okay!” the girl and dog follow after their father out to the living room and to the corner where the stand before the butsudan. displayed on the altar was a framed photo surrounded by different offerings and the silver band resting peacefully in front of the photo.
“are you ready?” kita glances at his daughter who nods excitedly and sits on her legs and palms clapping together. the dog following suit on laying down and hiding his smooth under his paws. his smile only grows when he finds the girl’s eyes shut tight, presumably already going through the recitations. kita lights up the incense and scoots back in line with his daughter, imitating her pressed palms and closed eyes.
“i hope you’re doing well, nini.” the little girl utters. “it’s my first day of third grade and i even did my hair without papa’s help. mango gave me a lot of kisses too! and papa made breakfast and lunch for me, it was super delicious! mm, nini, i can’t think of anything else but i hope you’re watching over us like always!” kita listen and bites back a chuckle. it’s always been like this after all.
“i hope you’re well, y/n. please continue to watch over us.” he utters and breathes out. “we miss you.” he bows and finally opens his eyes to fall on the framed photo. it’s you. you’re holding onto their young daughter, mouth stretched into a wide grin. the longer he reminisces, the more kita feels the familiar bubble of a heavy heart and sorrow, but he swallows it down and clears his throat.
“alright, let’s go now, princess.” he stands with the girl and holds out his hand to which she greatly accepts.
nana’s note: uhh not me publishing an angst :D anyway i haven’t written for kita and now is a great time for it lol i also cannot believe how much attention the previous few works have gotten i'm so grateful and happy T^T thank you so much!! please enjoy this order~
butsudan: a household altar to pay respects to Buddha and family members who have passed away
nini: a non-binary address for non-binary parents!
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“should we go to amsterdam one day?” you inquire softly, rocking gently from side to side. your head is pressed against your husband’s broad chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. you have your hands in each other’s in tangled fingers. the gentle music playing on the record player is mingling in the background, and you let your bodies sway with the music.
“we’ll go anywhere you want, darling.” nanami replied with his cheek resting atop your head and his eyes closed. when you pull away, his eyes flutter open and fall on you. you glow underneath the setting sun, you skin glistens when you shift in his hold to wrap arms around his neck.
“i don’t think that’s fair for you, isn’t it?” you say, giving him a teasing yet scrutinizing look. nanami chuckles and shakes his head, his now empty hands coming to rest perfectly on your waist.
“i’m happy to go anywhere as long as you’re with me.” he utters, leaning to press his forehead against yours. his words make your chest bloom with fondness and you playfully roll your eyes..
“you’re such a sap, kento.”
“the last time i checked, you like it when i’m sappy.” the man hummed making you giggle.
“you’re right.” you smile, a hand coming to rest on the side of his face, smiling fondly as you catch his eyes. there’s a comforting silence that falls between the both of you as you carry the other’s eyes.
“you’re my sappy husband.” you utter gently, the pad on your thumb swiping across his cheek. the corners of nanami’s lips turn up, hands on your waist tightening as he pulls you impossibly closer against him to capture your lips in his. you’re quick to respond and relax in his hold as your lips mold together. but he’s the first to pull away and you pout.
“don’t pout.” he mused, placing a chaste kiss this time.
“the kiss was short lived.” your lower lip jutted out, but is quickly replaced with a grin.
“i love you, kento.” his softens, visibly relaxing his shoulders.
“and i love you, my love.” you let a hum of content as you both fall back into silence, letting the rhythm control your movements.
nana’s note: i heard this song the first time and i cannot stop thinking about nanami. i posted about the song here (which was a tag on one of my side blogs @behan) and i wanted to write a drabble about it :) please enjoy~ also please look forward to my next order (⸝⸝⍢⸝⸝)
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