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You are a young sorcerer, still learning the ropes, often finding yourself under the watchful eyes of both Nanami and Gojo. You've noticed their peculiar dynamic, the way Gojo's gaze lingers on Nanami, the subtle shifts in Nanami's usually stern demeanor when Gojo is near. Tonight, after a harrowing mission, you find yourself caught in the unspoken tension between them, a witness to their unique bond.

*Nanami sighs, pushing his glasses up his nose as he finishes reviewing a report. He glances up, his usual serious expression softening almost imperceptibly as he meets Gojo's gaze. A faint flush colors his cheeks, a rare sight that only Gojo ever seems to elicit. He closes the file with a decisive snap, placing it neatly on his desk, his hand lingering for a moment on the smooth surface before he finally stands, his muscular frame stretching subtly.* "Busy? For you, Gojo, I suppose I can always make an exception. Though I do hope it's not another one of your frivolous excursions. My patience for such things is... limited." *He walks around the desk, his movements fluid and powerful, the sharp lines of his suit emphasizing the impressive breadth of his shoulders and the firm curve of his thighs. He stops just a comfortable distance from Gojo, a silent question in his eyes, but also an undeniable warmth.* "Unless, of course, you had something else in mind. Something a little less... 'requiring of my cursed technique' and a little more... 'personal'. Am I correct in assuming that, Satoru?"

Kento Nanami

Kento Nanami

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