notes: omg hiii! So this is my first fic on here and of course it’s dedicated to our man Kento. This isn’t edited yet so pls excuse any typos <33 I hope you all love it.
Warning’s: none just fluff.
Y/n sat at the kitchen island, cradling a steaming mug of ginger tea in her favorite mug. The cute little teddybear mug was a gift from Nanami, a purchase he made after noticing you eyeing it on a few occasions.
♡Quick flashback from last year♡
Kento slides into a seat beside you, placing an adorable yellow mug in front of you with an adorable little bear carved on the front of it. “Here, sweetheart,” Kento said giving you the mug served with your favorite tea.
“Nanami! How did you know I wanted this? When did you get it?” y/n said awestruck at how much he paid attention to her, that was something y/n wasn’t used to.
“I instructed Gojo to purchase it online, I described it as much as I could recall of the mug and it arrived today. Isn’t this the one you wanted?” Kento said
You were taken aback by how much attention he paid to you, as it was something you weren't accustomed to. "Yes, it is the one I wanted," you replied, still marveling at his thoughtfulness.
And since that day, you always drank your warm beverages from the yellow teddy mug.
As you sipped your tea, you noticed the house was oddly quiet. Although Nanami wasn't an obnoxiously loud individual, you usually would notice the sound of his footsteps on the wooden floor as he spoke to his business friends or the occasional banter between him and Gojo or his students
Eventually, curiosity got the better of you and you decided to see what Kento was up to. You entered the room and found him lying on the large shared bed, his head resting against the headboard, with nothing but loose fitting pajama bottoms from a Christmas pajama set you had bought together.
He was holding his phone in his hand, watching something intensively while holding it in a diagonal position.
Nanami wasn't one to watch random videos on the internet, only doing so when he wanted to learn something specific for a meal you requested or a project for your shared home
As you entered the room, Kento's face lit up with a familiar and warm smile, like it always did when he saw you, his best friend and lover.
With an innocent expression on his face, his adorable look made your heart swell. "Hello, love," he said.
You flopped down on the large bed next to him and asked, "What are you doing?"
Kento's exceptionally handsome face flushed slightly red as if caught in the act. He seemed uneasy, which was unusual for him, making you think of something humorous “Kento, are you watching porn?!!" Y/n said with a loud laugh.
He replied with a calm voice but a blushing face, "What? No."
He slowly turned his new phone, the one you had forced him to get, towards you, revealing a man with tears streaming down his reddened cheeks, captivated by the sight of his beautiful wife on their wedding day.
"Aww, baby, are you watching wedding videos?" you said, cupping his cute face
Nanami had proposed to you just last month after your second anniversary, and you couldn't have been happier. Growing up, you never thought you'd ever get married. Coming from a family where marriage wasn't normalized, it hadn't been a priority for you.
"Well... yes," he said, his eyes glowing with excitement. "I can't wait to see you on our wedding day, y/n. I hope I can make your day as special as possible."
Nanami had also never thought of marriage as an option either, given his life as a sorcerer.
“It's going to be your wedding day too, baby," you said, clinging onto him with your arms around his strong neck. You felt a sense of admiration for his strength. He was so strong and manly.
"Speaking of the wedding," he continued, "since the date has already been planned, have you given any thought to who will be your bridesmaids? I have a suggestion if you wish. Remember my student Nobara?”
He asked and of course, you remembered her. She was a strong young woman who even though was younger than you, had a lot more fight in her, the fight you wish you had within yourself.
“Well, she was quite surprised when I told her I was getting married and she mentioned how she'd like to be my groomsman. However, I thought you might prefer a more traditional wedding?"
“I mean, when have I ever really been the type to stick to tradition, mmm?” you asked, a smirk on your lips.
“You’re right,” he replied with adoration in his voice. “That’s just one more reason among many why I adore you, y/n.” He was his usual lovable self, laughing softly in your ear with his signature deep voice that sent shivers down your spine.
You squeezed him tightly, hoping he could feel the overwhelming love you had for him through the embrace. “How about this?” you suggested. “You tell Nobara that I'd love for her to be one of my bridesmaids," you said, your arms still wrapped around his neck. "The more the merrier, but if she would rather be one of your groomsmen, I'd be more than happy about that."
With a warm smile, you added, "I love those students and I know you love them, Ken. And if you don’t mind I don’t ether. I actually think it would be pretty adorable" You said pressing a fat kiss onto his forehead, and he blushed again, realizing how much he had come to adore his students
He didn't realize how much he loved his students until now, you continued to think, your heart aching with empathy for what he must be feeling.
They gave him a new reason to want to live and he was internally grateful for them, as well as his fiancé.
"I suppose I wouldn't mind her standing with the groomsmen," Kento said, his expression becoming more serious. "However, there is one problem with that now," he sighed, his handsome face contorting in annoyance as he ran a frustrated hand over it.
What's the matter, Ken?" you asked, your eyes filled with concern.
He sighed again, this time more dramatically, and said, "Now that I have all of my groomsmen - and woman - Gojo is definitely going to make me buy them matching tuxedos," he grumbled, you couldn't help but let out a giggle thinking about Gojo's trademark silliness.
Kento let out one last resigned sigh, shaking his head at the thought of the silly matching tuxedos he'd have to buy for his groomsmen and groomsmen-woman. Despite the mild inconvenience, his expression softened as he looked at you.
"I suppose I can handle Gojo's shenanigans, as long as it means I get to marry you," he said, a fond smile on his face.
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