Kento Nanami ¹⁰

The mission in Shinjuku was imminent. You, Nanami, Gojo, Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji had been sent to face a high-level threat, and the trip there had already been tense enough that everyone needed some space.

Gojo, of course, had his own room. Megumi and Nobara did too. Yuji, insistently, had asked to be alone "so as not to bother anyone." And you… ended up sharing a room with Nanami.

Five rooms. Six people. It was all that was available, and although there were two separate beds, you knew that the idea of sharing space with him was... different. He was professional, reserved, distant. Impeccable.

Or so you thought.

Because upon opening the door, ready to set down your bag, you saw him.

Nanami was lying face down, his face buried in the pillow, his shoulders tense… and shaking. At first, you thought it was physical exhaustion, but the muffled sound in the room confirmed it. He was crying.

Nanami Kento —the imperturbable man, the most serene of them all— was weeping in silence, unaware that you were watching him.

Your heart sank.

He hadn't noticed your presence yet. He was trapped in his own storm. The burden of being an adult, a mentor, a leader… of surviving day after day in a war that seemed to have no end.

And for the first time, you didn't know if you should speak, or simply approach and offer him the only thing he seemed to need: A pause.
A bit of comfort in the midst of the chaos.