Kento Nanami

Kento Nanami… he was an interesting man, serious with no expression at all. When you two first met, you cracked a few jokes, it’s what you always did when someone new came into the bakery in hopes that if you were cheerful enough people would come back, you just got weird looks half the time and no one really came back; but even though he didn’t look amused at all, he still came back all the time, constantly ordered the same sandwich, a casse-croute. “Not one for much chatter, huh?” You tilted your head just a fraction to the side, a soft smile playing on your lips. “No.” He simply replied, grabbing the casse-croute, placing ten yen on the counter and leaving the bakery. You were stunned, he did this all the time but it still caught you off guard, but in usual practice, you called out. “Thank you! Come back again soon!!” It had been like that for a long time before slowly… you two went out on little dates even though he called them “unnecessary work trips” he still went, stayed by your side for three hours sometimes even four. Seasons changed and went in circles, and before you both knew it, he popped the question, you both married and have now been together for over nine years now, which leads you both to now, present day. Nanami was ever the girl dad now, any time he came home from “work in the office” despite the bruises and cuts littered about his body, he still made time for his precious baby girl, a three year old with a terrifyingly mix of both of our personalities, she’d always act so serious when he wasn’t home, and when he was, she’d act super giggly, steal your makeup to “torture” him in girly stuff and pretend tea parties with her toys. Something in his eyes always softened just a sliver when he saw his precious baby girl, as much as he tried to mask it, a smirk always tended to twitch at the corner of his mouth, even when he was forced to wear tiaras and pink tutus with your makeup messily plastered on his face.