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kento has always been known for his unshakable calm and careful composure: voice always measured, his posture deliberate, his expressions almost frustratingly controlled in the way only he could manage.
so when everyone ( i mean everyone ) but you noticed the stutter that crept into his speech whenever you were near, he didn’t hear the end of it.
it started small — a pause here, a faltering syllable there — barely noticeable unless you were paying suuuper close attention.
he just couldn’t help himself. you were beautiful. alluring in a way that made it difficult to look directly at you for too long. he loved absolutely everything about you that it made his brain go all fuzzy.
the warmth of your smile, the joyful sound of your laughter, the way you always kept a stash of sweet treats tucked somewhere for later — your own little secret between you and him.
your kindness was always so steady and natural, the sort of kindness that showed up everyday in the way you spoke to people you cared about and how you looked after your students with quiet care and utter adoration.
so, nanami finally worked up the courage to ask you out.
he had texted first, fingers hovering over the screen longer than he cared to admit.
nanamin : Is it alright if I come by later? There’s something I’d like to discuss.
your response came instantly, as per usual.
you : ofc ken! ^_^
always with those little kaomojis, combined with the cute little nicknames you always gave him.. it made his chest tighten in the most way obnoxious possible. he didn't know what to do with himself when it came to you, you were just too cute :(
nanami was never one for surprises, never impulsive, never reckless with his decisions or one for grand gestures.
so imagine your surprise when what was supposed to be a small visit turned into him standing at your front door with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. fresh, carefully wrapped, tied with a pink ribbon, and very much alive despite his stiff grip.
“uh.. nanami…?” you could feel your cheeks warming already, your heart giving a traitorous jump in your chest.
“hi. y-you look... ah— nice..” despite your appearance radiating 'i'm done for the day.'
he cleared his throat, shoulders straightening, brain going a mile a minute. “i— i wanted to ask you something.”
he taked a deep breath, his brows knit together in frustration so cute.
“i’ve been meaning to say that i— well, you see—”
his words jumbled up together: feeling like a school girl with a crush. a giant idiot if you will. a faint pink spread over his cheeks and the tip of his nose.
“what i’m trying to say is—”
your hand reached out before he could spiral any further, gently resting against the sleeve of his best cardigan.
you smiled up at him. “ken..” you said softly, “i’d love to go out with you… if that is what you’re trying to suggest of course...”
“yes—!”
nanami cleared his throat, straightening immediately once realizing how loud his voice had gotten involuntarily.
“…yes. that’s what i meant.”
who would’ve thought that nanami kento could fall apart so easily over the smile of a pretty woman?