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romewritingshop · 10 months

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Main Tera Pt. 1

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Kento Nanami x Brown Indian Female Reader

Tropes: Childhood lovers, Exes-to-lovers, Fake dating, co-workers-to-lovers, wedding

Warning: Toxic family members, talks of death, weddings, fake dating, swear words, aggressive behaviour, talks of abandonment and grief

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A/N: Hey so this is inspired by my own culture. I wanted to write this fic and I hope it's good. The next part will be up soon. Thanks and I hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think! Follow, comment or reblog, IDC because I enjoy writing this fic. Please pay attention before reading.

"What the fuck do I do 'Bara?"

(Y/N) couldn't believe her eyes as she stared at the white box. Red and gold confetti was strewn across her work desk but her eyes focused on a gold bordered invitation with the names:

‘Tina Singhania weds Harpreet Singh’

The box was an over the top gesture her cousin did to embarrass her but that was not her main concern. Her main concern was the fact that the invitation was addressed to her and her boyfriend. She didn't even have a boyfriend, not even a casual partner.

(Y/N) rubbed her forehead from the impending headache. Haibara smiled nervously as he patted his friend on the shoulder, looking at the open box. She only had about two weeks to find someone before she would then have to fly out to India for the wedding.

"I mean, you just have to find someone to be your boyfriend. Not an actual one, just pretend."

(Y/N) grimaced as she slumped down right in her chair. To make matters worse came the most annoying human being in the world.

"(Y/N)! What's that on your desk?"

The man with the blue circle rimmed glasses and shaggy silverish hair: Satoru Gojo. He came around and sat on the corner of his co-worker's desk, looking into the box and gasping at the red cupcake inside. He reached in and plucked it out, opening his mouth to take a bite when it was snatched away.

"Suguru, what the hell?"

Suguru rolled his eyes and returned the cupcake back on (Y/N)'s desk.

"Satoru, you don't take things that aren't yours." Suguru turned to his co-worker with a smirk. "You ask: Pretty Woman, can I have the cupcake?"

(Y/N)'s scrunched up with disgust as she brought a hand up to turn Suguru's face away.

"Don't show me your creepy ass face. And don't call me Pretty Woman!"

Right behind Satoru was his best friend, Suguru Geto, the inseparable duo that often liked to fan flames and cause mischief. Suguru had a scary face most of the time but he was calmer and nicer than Satoru. The two of them came over to see this mysterious package that had arrived on (Y/N)'s table.

"So your sister is getting married?"

Third person to arrive was the brown haired and half-tired Shoko Ierie. She had pried out the invitation from (Y/N)'s hand and read all the information. The box was drawing too much unwanted attention as (Y/N) lifted the box and shoved it under her desk.

Everyone seemed to have gathered around her desk as Satoru leaned over and picked the invitation out of Shoko's hands.

"You had a sister? And didn't even think to tell us."

"Only you Satoru."

Satoru stuck his tongue out at Shoko, his hand reaching out to grab the cupcake but Suguru snatched it and held it close to his chest. (Y/N) reached over and snatched the cupcake to give it to Haibara, folding her arms.

"I don't divulge my personal life to you, Satoru."

"And to think I considered you my best friend."

(Y/N) refrained from scoffing before retaining her composure. She may as well tell them the whole story seeing as they will continually bother her.

"She's a cousin and off limits Satoru."

Satoru scrunched up his face and folded his arms like a petulant child that was just refused their favourite candy. (Y/N) pinched at her forehead, her forehead creasing.

"Only there's one problem."

Suguru raised a curious eyebrow as (Y/N) sat at the edge of her desk.

"What is it?"

"I have to take a boyfriend with me."

Suguru and Satoru shared a confused look with one another. They didn't know their work friend had a boyfriend as Satoru exhaled. There went their chance.

"Ah shame. I'm sure you and this boyfriend you-didn't-tell-us-about are gonna have a great time at your cousin's wedding."

(Y/N)'s face scrunched up as she shoved Satoru's shoulder.

"I don't have a boyfriend, you idiot!"

Satoru whistled with relief and sent a secret thumbs up to Suguru who rolled his eyes. Shoko was confused as she asked.

"Well can't you go without a boyfriend?"

"My cousin will kill and embarrass me. She's done it in the past so I'd rather avoid that."

Haibara patted your shoulder with comfort, having known and met your cousin once before. As Shoko scratched her head, understanding how dire the circumstances were, Satoru had a big grin on his face as he brushed his fingers in his white locks.

"You know if you need someone to pretend-"

Suguru smiled smugly whilst cutting in.

"No offence Satoru, you are the last person she should pick as a fake boyfriend."

"What are you talking about? I'd make a great boyfriend."

Shoko piqued in as she snatched Satoru's goggles off his face and put them on her face.

"Hi! I'm Satoru Gojo and I'm a wannabe model! Bet you never met a person with silky grey hair and bright ocean-like blue eyes!"

Suguru snickered while Satoru's face grew red. He took his glasses and returned them to his face whereas (Y/N) patted his shoulder to apologise.

"I'm sorry 'Toru but she would see right through you."

"She's right. That's why I'm the better choice, Satoru. Isn't that right, Pretty Woman?"

Suguru grinned smugly as he took (Y/N)'s hand and kissed the back of it. As if to persuade her that he was the better man to take on the role. (Y/N) awkwardly bared her teeth as she pulled her hand away to wipe off his kiss.

"I'm sorry Sugu but you're not even a better choice. You would scare half my family with those gauges and tattoos."

This made a sad pout appear on Suguru's face as he exhaled.

"That's hurtful. But wouldn't that also be a big fuck you to your cousin? I'd treat you so well."

"It would and you might but let's also not forget last year's party where your quote-unquote girlfriends dropped by to accuse you of being a slut."

This time Satoru and Shoko snickered whereas Suguru raised an unimpressed eyebrow. Haibara had a constipated expression on his face as he listened to this conversation.

"Your point?"

"I don't want to have to run into another set of girls who claim you were the best night of their lives."

"I'm not that big of a slut."

At that moment they all deadpanned at Suguru's words and Satoru flailed his hands to gesture.

"Says the one who was the most popular one in high school."

Suguru glared at Satoru before huffing with reluctant agreement. Then his eyes furrowed and snapped to Haibara, almost accusatory. Even Shoko raised an eyebrow at Haibara.

"Don't tell me that Haibara is your choice!"

(Y/N) rolled her eyes before resting her hands on her hips. Haibara nervously shook his head.

"I've already met her family so they're not gonna believe I'm her boyfriend."

Which leads everyone to think and ask themselves, who? At that moment a weary face and blonde hair walked up to the group, his eyes narrowed and arms crossed tight across his blue buttoned chest. He cleared his throat which made everyone stand up attentively.

"What's going on here and why is it a mess?"

Satoru, Suguru and Shoko quickly scuttled away from (Y/N) leaving her to face their grumpy team leader, Kento Nanami. Only a few months older than her and was brought onto the company as the team leader. She didn't even want to talk to Nanami as she sent a glare to her other co-workers that abandoned her.

"Nothing, Mr. Nanami. Just received a package."

Nanami exhaled as he watched his co-worker clear the rubbish on her table and toss the box underneath her desk. Haibara returned to his cubicle as Nanami took a safe step close to (Y/N), hoping that she would just take a look at him.

"(Y/N)?"

"What Mr. Nanami?"

The glare she gave him was a mixture of hot and cold, both scalding Nanami's heart. He had a pained expression on his face as she glared. Ever since he started working in the company for over a year now, she had been nothing but hostile. He tried to give a soft smile before he quietly spoke.

"What time are you meant to finish today?"

"What's it to you?"

If it were anyone else, Nanami would have taken managerial action and ensured that the person received a disciplinary warning, for their behaviour. His heart was always weak against (Y/N) as he let her talk harshly to him. He didn't know how to say his next words because she was going to flip. He let out a short puff of breath before going ahead with his words.

"Daadi invited me for dinner. Said she had something important to discuss."

At that moment, (Y/N) stopped typing before slowly craning her head to thoroughly examine Nanami's face for a joke. It wasn't and she almost shivered in grief. Why? Her Daadi (Grandma) loved Nanami for many reasons and it irked her whenever Daadi would mention the man. But today seemed to have crossed the limit as she frowned.

Right now she needed to get rid of Nanami so she creased her face into an awkward smile. For now she'll have to engage in a short conversation that will drive him away.

"Ah. Well you can go ahead and have dinner with her. I got a lot of work to finish off -"

"I didn't set any deadlines. You can push that off for tomorrow. She insists that I get you to come on time for dinner."

"As if…"

Her words died in her throat as Nanami pulled out his phone to show the messages that Daadi had sent. It was true. Daadi had invited Nanami and she had stressed the fact that (Y/N) needed to come home on time. She couldn't believe that Daadi had gotten Nanami's phone number and he had hers saved.

At that moment, a loud ring sounded from the cubicle next to them as Haibara answered the phone. Nanami and (Y/N)'s ears perked up as they leaned around the cubicle. The first words that caught their attention was 'Hello Daadi!' They silently watched Haibara have a conversation before hanging up the phone and nervously smiling at the two people in front of him.

"Erm … you heard that huh? Looks like I'm joining you guys for dinner as well."

(Y/N) scoffed as she folded her arms muttering.

"Funny how she didn't call-"

As if the comedic timing wasn't enough, her own phone rang to which her face scrunched up in agony before answering her phone, in Hindi.

"Hi Daadi. How are you?"

"I'm doing good. You're coming home today for dinner?"

She glared at Nanami as she feigned her whining.

"I'm really sorry Daadi but-"

"If you finish that sentence, I will come to your office and drag you by the ear. Are you asking to get smacked?"

"Daadi!"

"I don't want any excuses. You have to come home for dinner. And bring Kento and Haibara with you."

Before (Y/N) could get a word in, Daadi had cut the call. All (Y/N) could do was angrily pout before massaging her forehead and muttering.

"Did she tell you what time we have to get there?"

"By six thirty."

~~~~

After a gruelling two hours, it was time for everyone to go home. (Y/N) was rushing to pack her things which surprised Haibara as he watched her scrambling to get paperwork together.

"Why are you in a rush? I thought you didn't want to go to dinner?"

"I still don't. But I also don't want to get a lift with Nanami."

Haibara's smile was askew as he watched her leaned down to pick up her parcel, before she shoved it in his hands for him to hold. She sat down on her chair to take off her nude heels and switch them for some black trainers.

(Y/N) rushed up and grabbed Haibara's wrist to yank him away from their cubicles and to the lift. It was just about to close but before her hand could cut in to prevent the doors from closing, Nanami's hand cut in. He had reached the doors the same time as them which was unfortunate for (Y/N) as she gritted her teeth before gesturing for Nanami to get in.

The blond man didn't budge and stood firm where he was which irked (Y/N) even more. Decidedly, she stomps into the lift, followed by Haibara and Nanami. There was silence in the lift, the two men didn't say a word out of fear that they might make their co-worker explode.

The lift finally arrived on the ground floor, the lift doors were slowly opening but (Y/N) didn't hesitate in pushing through the doors. Haibara gave Nanami a torn sheepish smile before following after her. She was about to swipe her card to open the gate when a loud thunderstorm echoed before a sudden heavy shower began to downpour.

She screeched rather angrily, unable to believe her rotten luck as she huffed at Haibara.

"We are gonna have to run to the bus stop."

"Or you can just take a lift with me."

Nanami stood there with an unimpressed expression on his face and arms folded. His dark waterproof long coat made him look much more bulky and taller. (Y/N) was about to open her mouth to refuse when Haibara beamed with a happy smile.

"Yep I'm good with that. Let's go!"

Holding her parcel in one hand, Haibara grabbed onto (Y/N)'s wrist, almost dragging her to the car. What should have been a quick five minute walk felt like a ten minute stretch as (Y/N) grumbled utter aggressive nonsense to herself all the way until they got into the car.

~~~~

The table was finally set as Daadi laid out plates for four people. The dishes were still hot in a hotpot, and she finally got to take a look at the clock. They were ten minutes late which made Daadi frown and take her phone out to see if there were any messages. There were none which made Daadi worry, her fingers ready to dial them.

A pair of keys jingled in the lock which made Daadi sigh with relief, rushing to the door to see a slightly soaked (Y/N) carrying a box and a completely dry Haibara and Nanami. She was confused, unsure of whether to greet or comment but (Y/N) simply greeted first.

"Hey Daadi. Sorry we're late."

"Why are you wet?"

"I forgot to take an umbrella and I didn't want to share with Nanami. Also Haibara and your precious Nanami are the reason we're late."

Nanami stepped forward with a warm smile, presenting her with a bouquet of violet dahlias. Daadi's heart swelled with love as she took the flowers to smell, a deep rich scent enveloped her nose as she gave Nanami a hug and a pull on his cheek.

"You didn't have to bring anything, you silly boy."

Nanami grinned as he held Daadi's hand close to his heart, squeezing it to show his adoration.

"I wanted to, Daadi. It's always a delight to come see you and I knew you'd want a new bouquet for your kitchen windowsill."

"Ah you know me very well Kento."

(Y/N) rolled her eyes as she toed off her shoes, dropping her parcel on a small side table. Nanami had taken off his jacket and hung it on the stair pole. Going into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase for Daadi. Haibara grinned widely as he presented Daadi with a box of her favourite pastries.

"Haibara! You also didn't have to-"

"Nonsense Daadi! This is nothing compared to the amount of times you've given me birthday money and gifts. They're your favourite: almond croissants."

Daadi also pulled Haibara's cheek before Haibara took the pastry box to put in the fridge. (Y/N) wasn't surprised that Daadi walked after them to get their dinner served, specifically Nanami. She hated the fact that Daadi and Nanami had grown closer.

When Nanami first started working in the company, (Y/N) tried her hardest to make sure that Daadi would never find out but the old woman was smart to know something was up. She popped into the office one day and bumped into Nanami. They reconnected instantly and (Y/N) was left watching this friendship bloom.

Taking off her wet clothes, rinsing them and putting them in the washing machine. She started the cycle and went to her room to put on a dark grey long sleeve and light grey tracksuit bottoms. She took a small towel and dried her jet black hair before tossing the towel in a hamper in the bathroom.

She came downstairs to see Nanami, Daadi and Haibara sitting in seats, their plates empty in front of them, waiting for her to sit and eat with them. Daadi smiled before standing up to serve all of them. She lifted the lids to show the three dishes made: potato spinach curry and butter chicken. Nanami and Haibara's respective favourites as their mouths salivate.

Once their plates were made, everyone began to eat, Nanami and Haibara had a naan next to them, breaking off a piece and scooping some of the curry onto the bread. Nanami and Haibara had eaten Daadi's food many times and they knew the proper way to eat.

Opting for a light option, (Y/N) served herself some rice and poured a serving spoon of butter chicken. She grabbed a tablespoon and mixed it together, taking the first bite. There was nothing that Daadi wasn't good at as (Y/N) hummed happily at her meal. Relaxing and glad to be home, until Nanami opened his mouth.

"Daadi, it is incredible as always."

"I took extra special care in the potato and spinach curry, since it's your favourite."

Haibara hummed as well as he licked the sauce with his fingers.

"And this butter chicken is creamier and nuttier than last time?"

"Yes, I'm glad you noticed Haibara."

(Y/N) cleared her throat before taking a large sip of water. Taking advantage of the silence she decided to talk about the first important thing which was her cousin, Tina's wedding.

"So Daadi, I received an interesting package today. A wedding invitation."

"I know. I received the same this morning."

"Did you know that Tina was getting married?"

Daadi hummed mindlessly, continuously eating her food.

"Not really, no. But when I called Payal this morning, she said that the boy's in a rush to get married as he has to return to America. That's why the wedding invite is so sudden."

(Y/N) rolled her eyes as she continued to eat. However her Daadi's next words made her drop her spoon on her plate, her anger bubbling and slowly rising up.

"They want us to come as soon as possible to help out with the wedding prep. Said that she could use your help to negotiate with vendors."

Haibara and Nanami shared an apprehensive expression, feeling a little awkward that they were hearing this conversation. Daadi trusted them whereas (Y/N) was panicking at the sudden change in plans. Mainly how she was going to find a boyfriend this sudden.

"Daadi I'm not going to be able to get my holidays approved so soon."

Daadi rolled her eyes as she gestured to the blonde haired man sitting on her right.

"It's partly the reason why I called Kento." She turned to Nanami with a pleading smile. "Please Kento. I'm sorry but I hope you understand that she needs these days off."

Kento gave a polite nod as he grabbed a napkin to clean his mouth and hands, taking a sip of water and answering.

"Don't worry Daadi, I understand. I'll have someone cover her work for however much time she needs off."

It was no surprise to (Y/N) that Nanami said yes. Whatever Daadi says, he does. Though he might have done the same with (Y/N), he lets her get away with murder. Daadi had a big grin on her face, glad that she was able to sort that out before she snapped her fingers as if remembering something else.

"Ah, also for Haibara and yourself."

(Y/N) felt like she lost all feeling in her body. Did she just say for Haibara and Nanami? What the fuck was going on? An almost fire-like rage burned in her eyes as her words forcefully pushed through her teeth.

"What do you mean Daadi?"

Daadi remained cool, having been used to her granddaughter's tantrums as she turned to Haibara.

"Well, I'm sorry it seems last minute but you are invited to the wedding. You are family and we simply cannot have a wedding without you."

Haibara smiled and bowed graciously before his smile dropped.

"Are you sure that's okay Daadi?"

"Yes, don't worry! Payal won't mind."

(Y/N) flared in anger as she spoke a bit louder, more pissed off at the fact that Daadi was ignoring her.

"Daadi! What do you mean?"

Even Nanami was confused as to why he needed to get holidays as he opened his mouth, also asking the same questions but softly and calmly. Daadi exhaled, knowing her next words will set off (Y/N).

"Before I cut the call, Tina came on and said that she couldn’t wait to meet you and your boyfriend too."

Nanami's eye twitched and furrowed suspiciously as he sat up straighter, which took (Y/N) by surprise because he was often aloof, wearing his heart on a sleeve whenever (Y/N) was around. Haibara was munching on his food, savouring the taste and not putting much input because he would be the next target for (Y/N)'s wrath.

"Now, I know you don't have a boyfriend-"

"You don't know that-"

Daadi scoffed and raised an eyebrow which made (Y/N) be quiet. There was no getting past the old woman.

"I know Tina has put you in a bind but the solution is right opposite you (Y/N)."

Just now she felt an icy chill crawl up her spine and freeze her every single movement. Her brain simply shut down as her eyes narrowed in on the brown eyes and ugly leopard print tie. Haibara finished off his plate and hid behind his naan, not wanting to be caught in the crosshairs.

Daadi's face remained stoically cool, almost alert because the minute her granddaughter was going to act up, she was going to shut the attitude down. But Nanami was shocked the most, by far this was the most eccentric thing that Daadi has ever done.

"Why Nanami?"

"Because you have history. He knows you well and I trust him to look after you."

One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes passed as (Y/N) exhaled, mulling over what Daadi had said. It's true, they had history, but that was almost thirteen years ago, when they both were 14. They only dated for a few months before … that happened. She shuddered at the memory before coming back to the present, unable to comprehend what Daadi had just proposed.

She abruptly stood up and took her plate to the kitchen, having lost the appetite and feeling numb. It was like her life was out of her hands as she scraped off the uneaten rice and curry into the bin.

She felt a hand on her shoulder as she tried so hard to pinch her eyes, preventing her tear ducts from welling up and then came Daadi's soft voice.

"(Y/N), I suggested him because I know he will be there for you in ways I might not be able to."

"If you say you're gonna die, Daadi-"

Her grandmother rolled her eyes and slapped (Y/N)'s shoulder, scolding.

"I'm not dying you silly girl. I just know Kento will help you keep a level head."

Her fists clenched tight as she took shaky breaths before going over to the sink to splash cool water on her face. If they didn't have that awkward past, Nanami was the perfect choice. But the way she treated him, she wouldn't be surprised if he refused.

Her eyes widened in shock and her face twitched at the thought of already accepting Nanami as a choice. As much as she wanted to say she was at a crossroads, the truth was, deep down she felt obliged to follow Daadi's request. If she didn't, she would have had this nagging feeling of regret.

Finally shaking off her depressed disposition, she straightened her back and spun around to face her Daadi.

"Fine. I'll take Nanami. But will he even agree?"

~~~~

"I hope we're not too late."

(Y/N) pushed the bridge of her sunglasses down her nose as Nanami and Haibara reached the two of them. Nanami had a more dressed down look with a navy polo shirt and grey slacks. Haibara had gone with jeans and a print t-shirt which had a dragon on the front.

Daadi waved her hand as if to brush off their excuse before she greeted the two men. They were in the airport arrivals lounge, just getting ready to board the plane. The weather in Japan was slightly warm so they could relax without jackets and coats.

Nanami took a minute to admire (Y/N), the woman was staring down her phone, texting something whilst holding onto her hand carry. Looking pretty in a tweed print quarter length trousers and white t-shirt. He was glad that her sunglasses were on her nose because he could see her eyes that he got lost in for the first time they met.

It was nearly thirteen to fourteen years ago when they first met. She was a new student joining their class, the last year of junior high. Her eyes darted around like an alert panicked deer, nervous to see how everyone else would perceive her.

Her big brown eyes which reminded him of the crackling camp fires, felt like a warm heater heating his face on a cold day. It was just Nanami's luck that the seat next to him was empty as she waddled down the line and sat down next to him.

Since she had just started, he shuffled his desk closer to share his history textbook with her. He looked down to hide his eyes behind his fringe, softly muttering.

"'M Kento Nanami."

"(Y/N) Aggarwal."

The youthful hue in her cheeks made her radiant in the cold day, she felt like a warm cosy fireplace as the two of them shuffled closer to read the textbook. Their fingers brushed and that was the moment they fell for each other.

From then on they spent most of the break times together, getting to know one another and connecting on a basic level. They were 14, the most they could do was hang out. Sometimes they went bowling or to an arcade, even Haibara would join them as well.

(Y/N) had brought Nanami to the house to meet Daadi and her mother. Nanami was instantly welcomed as the two women fed and cared for him as if he were their own child. They surprisingly approved of the relationship, especially seeing how Nanami took care of her. Then again, they were modern thinking women.

What was a lit match, became a spark and now a gentle warming fire as Nanami held (Y/N)'s hand. The two of them were sitting next to a tree in the school courtyard, their faces naturally drew close. Whilst (Y/N)'s eyes fluttered close to feel his kiss, he kept his eyes slightly open, so that he could cherish the memory of sharing their first kiss together.

~~~~

This was only the start to what would be a long nightmare as (Y/N) took a sip of water. Her Bua (Aunt) Payal, held a small dinner party to introduce the boy that was going to marry Tina. Everyone was seated at the dinner table: her Bua Payal, cousins Karan, Tina, Jhanvi, Tina's fiancee Harpreet, Nanami, Haibara and Daadi.

A mixture of curries and chutneys were served on the table as everyone helped themselves. Harpreet was in the middle of conversing in English with Nanami and Haibara.

"So … have you ever been to America?"

Nanami politely shook his head.

"Can't say that I have, no."

"Well if you'd ever like a visit, come to New York City. I have good contacts to get you a job there. They pay six figures and provide accommodation as well. If you want, I can hook you up with someone. I'm sure you'd do way better than where you are now."

Nanami smiled as he took a bite of food.

"I appreciate the offer but will have to kindly decline. I have loved ones close by that I'd like to stay close with."

When saying 'loved ones' his eyes briefly darted over to (Y/N) which made her blink blankly. Daadi smirked behind her glass while Payal and Tina smiled as Tina spoke.

"But seriously like … how did this happen? I thought you would turn up here without a boyfriend. Don't tell me you hired him!"

(Y/N) pursed her lips as her head grew hot in anger. Daadi frowned and put her glass down to scold her other granddaughter.

"Tina. Is this how you talk to your cousin?"

"Daadi, I'm only joking. Right (Y/N)?"

(Y/N) widened her smile but it had no mirth or joy, only bitterness.

"Yes of course. And to answer your question, no I did not hire him. We met at work."

Tina scoffed, almost carelessly waving her glass around. Everyone else was eating and listening to the conversation carefully.

"Met at work? That's such a basic answer."

(Y/N) opened her mouth to rebut but Nanami stepped in, his gaze focused on (Y/N). Like he somehow knew he needed to bring her back.

"Sometimes the most basic things can mean so much. When I first walked into work, I noticed her working in her cubicle. My heart had stopped. Like I had found the person I'd been searching my whole life for.

"But I needed to do whatever I could to be with her the moment I saw her eyes."

(Y/N) felt herself get drawn into Nanami's eyes, a similar shade to her own. She felt like she had travelled back in time as Nanami's face morphed into his younger self. She hadn't realised it but Nanami had grown up in so many years. His face had matured a lot but his eyes were still the same.

His usual cool stoic demeanour had shattered before her and she was seeing the Nanami she knew when she was young. Or had he always been like this but she only noticed now. The side of his hand brushed against hers slightly but she took the leap to interlace her fingers with his.

She heard someone clear their throat which made her snap out of her daydream, snatching her hand away as she straightened her posture. Tina's eyes narrowed as she was unable to believe the chemistry between her cousin and her 'boyfriend'.

Haibara and Daadi shared a knowing, almost scheming look. Payal grinned as she clapped her hands.

"Oh that is romantic. Then maybe we'll have another marriage to plan soon."

(Y/N) almost choked on her food at her aunt's words but Nanami quietly took a sip of his drink, grinning at the joke.

~~~~

The wedding prep was done and now she could finally relax. If she had the energy, she would have throttled her cousin and ran her over with a car. Twice. Everything was down to (Y/N), from organising decorations to outfits and colours, haggling with fat Indian men and negotiating to her wits end.

Even her poor Daadi was put to work as she helped with the venue and catering organisation. (Y/N) would be up at six am in the morning, coming home at two am. With only four, sometimes three and half hours of sleep.

The only highlight of the day was that she'd come home to a steaming cup of spiced tea that would rejuvenate her, making her feel warm and alive. Daadi got home earlier than she did, so she was endeared by the fact that her Grandmother took time to make her tea.

Being busy didn't give her a chance to connect with Nanami. Apparently Tina boasted about the fact that she got to show Nanami around Mumbai, which made her blood boil at the audacity of her cousin. After five days of gruelling work, she was able to come home early, and she completed everything just in time for the Mehndi ceremony tomorrow.

She was desperate for a nice shower and that hot cup of spiced tea. It was about 11pm and surprisingly the house was quiet. Everyone had probably slept early because of the Mehndi. There was some rustling in the kitchen as she crept in, stunned to see the familiar blond shaggy hair.

"Nanami?"

He turned around, a little surprised as he stirred a cup of tea, placing it on a saucer and pushing it in front of (Y/N).

"Hey. Finished early?"

Her eyes dropped down to the cup of tea in front of her, wisps of steam floated in the air and in the direction of her nostrils. It had the strong notes of cinnamon and ginger. She gave a nod and a hum, for once being too tired to even be bitter and angry.

"I did. Everything is set for the next two days."

A smile came on his lips as he came around to lead (Y/N) to the dining table, before placing the saucer in front of her. He took a seat opposite her, speaking softly.

"You did well."

Her lips twitched at the soft praise he was giving her before her eyes zoomed into the cup in front of her. Feeling parched, she brought her palms around the cup, blowing at the top before taking a sip. It was the same tea she had been having for five days, her eyes lifted up to Nanami.

"Did … you make this?" He gave a nod which prompted her to ask another question. "Have you been making tea for me the last few days?"

Once again he gave a nod, almost nervous to see how she would react. But to his surprise, her face cracked to show a smile, her eyes fluttered to connect with him for the first time, softly murmuring. "Thank you."

She was beyond touched by his gesture as she finished her cup of tea. Her hands pushed forward to give him the cup and his fingers brushed with hers when grabbing the cup. For once, she let her anger dissipate as her index finger stroked his.

Maybe she was too tired but she felt soft at this moment, warmed by Nanami. He waited patiently to let her take her time, to come forward and he was rewarded with her holding his hand. Whilst last time was emotionless, just a show in front of the family. This one was intimate and sacred.

Somehow he could feel her genuineness which made this moment all the more special. The years of walls she had built with Nanami in mind, began to crumble slowly. The slightly older man exhaled softly as he decided to go a baby step further to ask.

"If we get a chance, maybe after the wedding, we could go sightseeing around the city."

She flinched slightly as she recalled her cousin's words, incredulous she couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't Tina show you around?"

"No. She was stubborn and tried to force me to go but I stood my ground. I made myself a promise, years ago, that if I were to go to India. I would only go with you. I will always wait for you."

In that moment the walls collapsed as his words echoed, not missing the double meaning in his last sentence she gave a nod promising to take him around the city.

~~~~

"Kento, can you check on (Y/N) and see if she's okay? We need to leave now."

Nanami gave a nod to Daadi before trudging up the stairs to the bedroom that (Y/N) was getting ready in. Daadi fixed the sleeves of her blouse, straightening the pleats of her sari. Haibara raised an eyebrow, his hand up to point in the direction that Nanami went in.

"I just checked on her when I went to the bathroom. She said that she was just putting her outfit on."

Daadi gave a steady grin and Haibara noticed this. His eyes went up the stairs before going back to Daadi, his brain worked a bit before he finally put two and two together. He shook his head in a small laugh, giving an impressed grin but curious what the move is.

"I think I see where you're going with this but what will Nanami help with?"

Daadi shrugs. "Maybe an anklet, an earring or her blouse."

Haibara let out a scandalised gasp which made the older woman throw her head back in laughter before tugging his cheek. Meanwhile Nanami had just reached the bedroom door, knocking and asking.

"Are you ready?"

"Just a minute, just stuck with this blouse."

Nanami scratched his head nervously as he was about to turn to call for Daadi when he heard her yelp. Immediately his eyes widened as he knocked on the door harder. After a few minutes of silence, he heard the lock unclick, the door opened to reveal an embarrassed looking (Y/N).

Last night was a fluke. She had let her walls down in front of Nanami because she was exhausted. This time she put them back up so tightly that he couldn't even try to wiggle his way into her heart. She stepped aside to let Nanami in, taking in the fact that there was a bedspread on the floor and one on a slightly elevated bed. The room he shared with Haibara was nothing like this as he pointed out to the spread on the floor.

"Who's sleeping there?"

"That's me. Daadi's got a bad back so she's sleeping on the charpai."

After tonight he was going to swap rooms with her so that both she and Daadi could get a better night's rest. For now, he began to examine her for a wound.

"I heard you squeal."

She narrowed her eyes as she corrected Nanami about the fact that she yelped. Her eyes then darted around the floor as she whispered.

"Look, I thought I saw a cockroach."

The man stilled for a minute, looking from the floor to (Y/N) then the floor again. Surprised that she was the kind to get scared by an insect as he almost deadpanned.

"A cockroach."

"Indian cockroaches are different. These are huge dickheads that can fly."

"Right. How long are you gonna take to get dressed?"

"I'm done, just stuck with trying to tie the blouse up tightly."

Nanami's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he finally took in the fact that she was wearing a traditional Indian dress, a lehenga. The skirt was a lemony yellow with silver sequins and embroidery and it contrasted nicely with her sea blue full sleeve blouse.

She needed to dress more like this as Nanami tried to block out the indecent thoughts. (Y/N) went to her vanity mirror and turned around to see her back in the mirror. He almost lost his mind at the large expanse of her back. Sure enough the back of the blouse undone as he watched her struggle for a few good minutes before he huffed.

Strutting over and ordering her to turn around. She's about to refuse but her mouth zips tight when he pivots her body round, bringing his fingers up to lace up the blouse, pulling and tugging slightly before tying a tight little bow at the bottom.

"There. Now we can -"

"Can you get the cockroach before we go? I don't want to come back and it's still there."

Nanami shook his head as he brought an arm around her shoulder, silently urging her to get a move on as they were now running late for the mehndi ceremony.

"Don't bother. Haibara and I will swap rooms with you and Daadi."

"But-"

"Please. You shouldn't sleep on the floor anyways."

(Y/N) shut her mouth which was a silent indication that she agreed with Nanami's request. He dropped her arm and gave her space to walk forward. She subconsciously brought her hand to her shoulder, already missing the slight warmth that emanated from his hand.

Finally, they got into the car and drove to the venue, where the party was still having a few guests trickle in. It was a huge hall with cream curtains covering the walls, ambient blue and yellow flood lights were dotted across the room giving it a sort of cloudy glow.

The stage was set with ornate gold sofa chaises and embroidered deep lime green cushioning. There was a backdrop arch with vines lopping around it, and lily flowers drooping off. The tables and chairs had matching shades of green. It seemed like everything went well and she was glad that her aunt was happy to take on maintaining the beauty and event.

Nanami's eyes dazzled at the intricate beautiful decorations, leaning into (Y/N)'s ear.

"Your hard work has paid off. Everything looks stunning."

(Y/N)'s lips twitched with a threat of a smile before she cleared her throat, spotting Tina and Harpreet on stage, with her Bua Payal. She turned to Daadi, gently placing a hand on her arm.

"Daadi, should we go on stage?"

"Yes, let's go. Kento, Haibara come with."

The two women walked forward followed by Nanami and Haibara, they went up the three steps before Harpreet and Tina acknowledged Daadi and (Y/N). Tina looked lovely in her bright yellow garara, its stole was draped over her head. Harpreet had on a matching shade sherwani kurta and turban.

Nanami and Haibara shook Harpreet's hand to congratulate him while Daadi and (Y/N) embraced Tina. A photographer approached them and requested they get into position, the to-be-weds took centre stage with Nanami and (Y/N) to their right and Daadi and Haibara to the left.

Nanami's hand wavered, unsure of where to put his hand but a frustrated (Y/N) grabbed his hand and placed it on her hip. His fingers brushed against her bare side and waist of the lehenga. The picture was quick and Nanami was surprised when (Y/N) stomped away, once again confused about what he did to annoy her.

(Y/N) needed to stay away from Nanami as her heart panged with an unknown feeling. Whatever it was, it always happened with him and it was best if she was away from him. But it wasn't the best idea because it made her bump into different relatives, all of whom were shocked by the news that she was dating.

Maasi (Aunty) Khirron and Ganga were two gossips with tightly banaras red and blue saris. Looking more like wedding crashers than actual wedding guests. As if her day wasn't bad enough, she plastered a happy fake grin.

"Maasi! It's so nice to see you."

"It's nice to see you too! How long has it been, nearly thirteen years ago? At your mum's funeral right?"

(Y/N) flinched but bared it because she knew that these women didn't have any well wishes. They just spoke out of their ass most of the time so she gave a simple nod, which encouraged the women to natter away.

"Yes that's it. My dear (Y/N), your mother was a wonderful woman."

"Truly wonderful."

"She was taken too early."

"Too early! And it's such a shame she didn't get to see her daughter grow up."

It was coming, their snide backhanded comments.

"Yes! She didn't get to see her daughter grow up to be beautiful."

"And the biggest thing is that she didn't even get to see (Y/N) get married and have children."

There it was, she exhaled rather loudly, readying to take a step away before Maasi Ganga latched onto her arm like a constrictor snake. The two women were nattering away as they went further with their comments. Oblivious to the fact that (Y/N) was trying to get away quickly.

"But I wonder what she would say if she found out that her daughter was dating?"

"And that a white man?"

They were looking for a reaction, anything just to prod at the slow burning ire but she took a deep exhale and exhale. She knew how best to respond as she smirked whilst staring dead straight at Nanami.

"Well she would be proud of me because I found a man that takes good care of me. Especially in bed."

The aunties dramatically gasped, making their talkative traps open as (Y/N) found a way to move away from them. She rubbed circles at her temple as she stomped away only to bump into a younger boy with an afro and toothy grin.

It was her cousin's ridiculous neighbour's son, Mahesh took in her outfit and catcalled.

"I knew it was you (Y/N). You look beautiful."

"What do you want Mahesh? I got to go."

"Hey please. Can't I admire my future bride?"

(Y/N) scoffed as she dropped her hands to her waist. This boy was asking to be ripped a new one as she quirked an eyebrow.

"I don't date prepubescent boys."

"But I'm 18 now so technically a legal adult now."

Mahesh wiggled his eyebrows which did not impress (Y/N). She rolled her eyes and was about to strut away from him when he grabbed her wrist.

"Where are you going, gorgeous? Dance with me a little."

There was only one way to deal with this and this was being direct. She snapped to him, stepping close and leaning over him like a giant. (There was only a few inches difference in height but (Y/N) was taller).

"Get three things through your thick skull: one, you are not my type, two you are way too young and an idiot and three, I have a boyfriend. Do not approach me again or I'll break your hand."

Yanking her hand out of his grip and shoving him as a way to drill the message in. It didn't take long for her to weave through the crowd and finally approach the bar where most of the uncles had gathered. Big mistake, she rolled her eyes to order a coke when two older men approached her. One was Chacha (Uncle) Satish, her father and Bua Payal’s younger brother, the other was a rather young bearded man with a turban. Chacha Satish raised a glass of whiskey to her.

“(Y/N)! It is good to see you! How goes in China?”

Chacha Satish was an idiot with a lack of cultural awareness and terrible English. That seemed to be a running theme in her family as she bit her bottom lip before widening her smile.

“Chacha Satish! It’s good to see you too! And I don’t know how it’s going in China because I don’t live there.”

Chacha Satish tapped his forehead as if he was being silly.

“Ah yes, I forget. Where you live?”

“Japan.”

Chacha Satish and the turban man gave a nod as Chacha Satish gestured at the man next to him.

“This my good friend's son, Dheeraj Chaddha Singh. He own big business and has degree in engineering."

Chacha Satish leaned into her ear and it was difficult to repress a gag at the stench of his breath. It was onions and whiskey which was a vile combination. "He no married and he will be good husband."

It was like someone had crushed her mind with a heavy weight as Chacha Satish stepped back with a smug grin. His maroon sherwani buttons were struggling to hold on near his stomach which made her want to punch him in the gut. Just so she could embarrass him the way he just did now.

"Chacha. I have a boyfriend."

But Chacha barked a laugh as his head reared back. His drink sloshed and he stumbled slightly which made Dheeraj immediately hold on to his arm to balance him. It was a mistake being here and she might have been better off with Nanami.

"Who? That English man? Tina told me that's your boss and the other one is your friend from college."

"Chacha he is not English. He is mostly Japanese and a little bit Danish. And Tina is wrong."

Chacha frowned in confusion, raising a hand as if to ask what kind of combination this was. Though he then waved his hand to wave away her words as if she sidetracked the conversation.

"Anyways, Dheeraj is best guy. Big family. And What do you call a car dealership in English?”

“A car dealership?”

Chacha Satish blinked before giving a nod and blindly agreeing.

“Yes that. He want to open one in Japan. You two get married and you can open shop in Japan.”

“Chacha, I-”

“You give him money from your job. He open shop then you leave your job. Anyways, you will have to leave your job to raise your kids.”

(Y/N) had an incredulous expression on her face as she scoffed, tilting her head and folding her arms. What exactly did her uncle think she does for work? And how dare he offer up a stranger for her to marry? And further suggest that she leave her job and raise kids? She was gonna approach this tactfully.

“Chacha? What do you think I do for work?”

“You give money to people who want to open a business. Ah now I remember the name: an investor!”

“Chacha, I work for investors. I help manage their customers and their problems. I don’t give money to customers.”

This statement made Dheeraj Chaddha huff angrily as he jabbed an elbow into Chacha Satish’s side. Yanking him and almost loudly whispering into his ear.

"You told me she was rich."

"Forgive me, Dheeraj. I thought she was an investor not an … assistant."

Her nails dug into her palm, refraining from physically reacting.

"I'm not an assistant. I'm a client manager. I look after customers and company clients. And I earn extremely well for myself so even if I were an investor … I wouldn't invest in a disrespectful greedy lowlife."

Chacha Satish and Dheeraj gasped at her cruel words. Her uncle's nose flared up which was an ugly sight because he looked a lot like a pig. Only now she began to notice that whiskey was dribbling from the corner of his lip like a baby. Her uncle was not only mentally disgusting but physically as well.

"(Y/N), is this how you talk to guests? Ask for forgiveness right now."

"For what? I just said the truth. You're lucky I'm not asking you for forgiveness because you disrespected me."

"Me? Disrespect." Suddenly the argument took a turn as something dawned on his face. "You know what. You're right. I should ask for forgiveness."

He slapped his hands together and thrust them in her face, asking for 'forgiveness'.

"It's my fault. I didn't stop your father from giving you to your Daadi. You wouldn't have turned into a disrespectful dishonourable woman like-"

"Like who?"

Their conversation cut off at the sound of a new voice, (Y/N)'s facial expressions stuttered as the tall blonde man had cut in between them. His posture loomed over them, their skin began to ripple with goosebumps. His face drilled holes into Chacha Satish and Dheeraj, eyes narrowed and voice rather hoarse and menacing.

"Who were you going to compare her to?"

Dheeraj's eyes furrowed as he downed his drink and stumbled to shove Nanami at the shoulder.

"You're not involved in this conversation so stay out."

"Exactly my point. Who the fuck do you think you are?"

Chacha Satish frowned as he cleared his throat.

"I'm talking to my niece. I have a right to teach her right from wrong."

"Is that what it was? I heard you clearly admonish and disrespect her. Not only that but you were going to insult Daadi as well? Your own mother? Or … was it her mother? How revolting either way."

(Y/N) tugged Nanami's shoulder to avoid attention but the man barely budged as he raised an eyebrow and stepped closer, leaning into Satish’s ear to further threaten him.

"It is taking every cell in my body to refrain from killing you but I value my girlfriend and her grandmother's familial relationship. Consider yourself lucky."

Her uncle’s jaw dropped, opened and shut before he then scoffed, carelessly tossing his glass onto the bartop before shoving Dheeraj to move away from the blonde tall imposing man. Nanami’s eyes narrowed as he watched (Y/N)’s uncle and the other man walk away from them. His heart pumped vigorously as he glanced over his shoulder to see if (Y/N) was okay. It was the wrong move because he could feel the burn of anger radiating from her.

"Why the fuck did you do that?"

"Damage control."

Her mouth opened to scold him when instead the sudden heat flushed away, eyes widened in shock as her vision narrowed on an older man in the distance. The man with the same nose and face shape, his hair completely grey and dressed in a dark green sherwani and a white stole around his shoulders. Amongst the wedding planning, she had no time to recall the dark part of her past. The man who gave her up.

Her eyes darted around and almost immediately she spotted Daadi, the woman seemed to sense the same thing as she excused herself from the conversation she was having with a guest before immediately darting to where Nanami and (Y/N) were. Daadi grasped (Y/N)’s elbow as (Y/N) hissed.

“Daadi, what is he doing here?”

“It seemed that Tina invited him and neglected to tell us that.”

Nanami frowned in confusion before (Y/N) moved away from them to get Haibara. Daadi tapped her foot nervously which worried Nanami as he held onto her hand.

“Daadi? What happened? What’s going on?”

Daadi exhaled, rubbing her forehead.

“(Y/N)’s father is here. He … and (Y/N) are not on good terms.”

(Y/N) and Haibara reached them, all four of them were about to shift and leave the venue when Tina strutted up to them with (Y/N)’s father in tow. There was a smug expression on her face as she dramatically exclaimed.

“Arjun Maama! I’m so happy you agreed to come. Thank you! Oh, (Y/N)! Did you meet with Maama? How long has it been since you saw each other?”

Daadi, (Y/N) and Arjun blankly blinked, trying to look anywhere but at each other as Tina squealed.

“Ah! I’m so glad you guys get to reunite. Unfortunately I have to go and cut my cake.”

Tina walked off, having succeeded in creating an awkward atmosphere. While all the party guests were enjoying and conversing with one another, the people surrounding (Y/N) were silent. Nanami and Haibara shared apprehensive glances, unsure what to say and do. (Y/N)’s eyes narrowed at Arjun and Daadi was looking anywhere and everywhere..

Arjun rocked back and forth on his heels before swallowing the frog in his throat, pathetically smiling as he turned to Daadi.

"How … are you Mum?"

Daadi looked down, unable to look at anyone in the awkward situation. Arjun switched the conversation to Haibara.

"And Haibara. You … look just like your father."

Haibara frowned and folded his arms, not bothering to answer him. No one was responding to Arjun as he scratched at his head before noticing Nanami. He put a hand out to introduce himself.

"Hello. Tina told me that you're (Y/N)'s boss. I'm Arjun Aggarwal. Her father."

This triggered (Y/N) as she spat through gritted teeth.

"You're not my father. He died thirteen years ago."

Daadi and Arjun flinched from her violent words, he decided to pocket his hands. Nanami exhaled softly, unsure of how to go about this situation. Arjun's face softened as he gave a solemn nod.

"(Y/N), I … am so glad to see you."

"Are you really? Because the minute you were here, you ignored me and went straight to talking to Haibara, Daadi and Nanami."

His ears perked up at the sound of Nanami's name, looking at the tall blond man. Strangely his eyes watered before he returned to (Y/N).

"(Y/N) … I wish I could turn back time and fix my mistake. You don't know how much I regret leaving you."

"No you don't because if you did. You would have approached me a long time ago and taken me back home. Instead you dumped me into Daadi's hands."

People were slowly starting to get intrigued by the conversation that was brewing as Daadi tapped (Y/N) on the shoulder.

"Dear, I feel we should move this somewhere-"

"You don't get to say your regrets! You gave me up the moment when I needed you the most! Daadi was stuck taking care of me like her child when you should have done that."

Daadi dropped her hands and stepped back, deciding maybe it was best if her granddaughter let it all out. Haibara wrapped a comforting arm around her. Meanwhile Nanami cupped her shoulder to take her away from what was a brewing argument.

"(Y/N), this isn't the place-"

Arjun's heart pinched as he confessed.

"You are right but after your mother's death … I lost everything. I … lost half of myself. Seeing you everyday just reminded me of her. I … didn't want to lose you too, that's why I asked Daadi to take care of you."

"You weren't the only one who lost her. I lost my mother!"

(Y/N) was downright close to shouting and she was attracting more attention to herself. Unbeknownst to her, her face flushed with heat and her body trembled with anger. Everything was starting to bubble over as she stepped right into her father's face. Nanami looked around to see people looking over and he knew that it was time to cut off the conversation.

Nanami wrapped his arms around (Y/N) and began to drag her out of the event hall. This pissed her off more as she tried to escape Nanami's grasp to go back and argue with her father. Everyone had stopped what they were doing and stared straight ahead at the commotion.

Arjun was dejected and heartbroken as his eyes began to fill with tears, turning to face Daadi and Haibara.

"Ma. Please."

In that moment, Daadi could see the deep pools of regret and sorrow and soon the man in front of her morphed into her child. As much as she wanted to be angry for her grandchild, she couldn't. Seeing her son so vulnerable made her realise that he genuinely did regret his decision and it took a lot of difficulty to face his daughter. It was a decision he made with great difficulty.

Arjun stepped forward and placed his hands on Daadi's shoulder, sniffling and pleading.

"Ma, please. Please believe me. I truly want to say sorry. I … want to make things right."

Her heart lurched and weakened at her son, as she placed a tentative hand on his cheek. As quickly as she placed it, she pulled it away and went to follow Nanami and (Y/N). It was just Haibara and Arjun left as Arjun tried a one last attempt to get through.

"Haibara, please."

"Please what, Mr. Aggarwal?"

"I had to leave her with Daadi. I wouldn't have been able to take care of her in the state I was in. I would have lost her."

"You lost her the moment you gave her away. And she ended up losing herself because you weren't there to heal her. Who knows? She could have been there to take care of you too, Mr. Aggarwal."

And with that final nail in the coffin, Haibara stalked off to go after his friend. Leaving Arjun to stew in these final words.

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Main Tera (Pt. 2 Final)

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Kento Nanami x Brown Indian Female Reader

Tropes: Childhood lovers, Exes-to-lovers, Fake dating, co-workers-to-lovers, wedding

Warning: Toxic family members, talks of death, weddings, fake dating, swear words, aggressive behaviour, talks of abandonment and grief,

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A/N: Pt. 2 is here and this is the final part. A little smutty short story will be next so stay tuned for that. This is a little shorter than the other one but I had to cut down somewhere. I have to say, I like writing about this couple. They're a good dynamic. @weebotaku21 Tagged you in because I really liked your compliments for the last one so here you go!

Thanks and I hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think! Follow, comment or reblog, IDC because I enjoy writing this fic. Please pay attention before reading.

"Let me go, Nanami!"

(Y/N) huffed as their rental car began to drive off. Haibara was in the driver seat with Daadi on the passenger seat, she herself trying so hard to not tear up. Nanami was in the back, holding onto (Y/N)'s wrists. Nanami huffed rather exasperatedly as he let go of her wrists.

"There."

She glared at her blonde co-worker.

"Why did you pull me away?"

"Because you were going to explode at your cousin's wedding."

(Y/N) folded her arms and leaned right into Nanami's face.

"Maybe I should have. She deserves it after she brought that man out."

"No you wouldn't. You're not a cruel person."

She raised an eyebrow at his claim.

"What makes you sure? I'm not that same girl that you knew thirteen years ago."

Nanami huffed in laughter, leaning back on his seat.

"In the one year of working with you, I beg to differ. You're exactly the same."

(Y/N) bared her teeth at Nanami, tempted to just sink her teeth into his jugular. It was useless trying to argue with a man like him. It didn't take long for them to reach the house as they all got out of the car.

(Y/N) rushed in first, heading up the stairs and to the room that she was sharing with Daadi. Crouching down to go under the bed to pull out their suitcase. She went to the drawers, grabbing her clothes as tossing them into the suitcase. Daadi, Haibara and Nanami reached the door to see her begin packing.

"Daadi pack your bags. We're leaving."

The three of them shared apprehensive expressions with each other. None of them moved from their position which made (Y/N) repeat herself. A soft exhale left Daadi’s lips as she entered the room to sit on the bed.

"We're not going."

"Erm, why not? We've bared and faced enough embarrassment for one night. 'Sides I, a hundred percent know, that Tina will not want us at the wedding. We'll be doing her a favour."

"Embarrassment is natural, it's not a good enough reason to run away. And whatever she is, Tina is your cousin. You grew up with her so you can't just drop and leave."

"I didn't grow up with her."

"We stayed with them for at least five years and you've visited her a lot in the past. Don't give me rubbish excuses."

(Y/N) stopped packing as she stood up over Daadi, leaning over her. Nanami twitched and was about to walk forward when Haibara shoved a hand in front of him. A silent warning to let the scene in front of them unfold.

"Why are you so adamant to stay?"

Daadi looked down, fiddling with her fingers and it was the first time in (Y/N)'s life that she had no words to say. It hit her quick in a flash as her jaw dropped and she stumbled back.

"I hope you're not thinking of what I'm thinking."

"Please!"

"I am not talking to him."

"Just give him a chance."

"A chance for what? So that he can walk out again when I need him most. I don't need him in my life."

Daadi huffed in frustration. Not able to get through (Y/N)'s bull headed mind. Nanami's brain lit like a light bulb as he stepped into the room to help Daadi, knowing he will be rebuked.

"How are you sure? You can't know unless you don't try."

Staring incredulously at Nanami, she propped her hands on her hips.

"Erm I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to Daadi."

Daadi was about to open her mouth but Nanami held up a hand for her to let him handle this. Instead he glanced over his shoulder, requesting Daadi.

"Can you please give us a moment?"

"I'm not talking to you Nanami!"

Haibara furrowed his eyebrows, feeling rather conflicted but one look from Nanami made him nod as he held out a hand for Daadi.

"Daadi!"

Daadi glanced up nervously but still followed Haibara out of the room. The door closed behind them as Nanami loomed over her with a surprisingly unphased expression. He cleared his throat.

"How long are you gonna spend the rest of your life being miserable?"

"For as long as I live. My life was fine without him. Like I said, I don't need him."

Nanami huffed but he had a suspicious grin on his face as he massaged his forehead, stuffing his hands into his trouser pocket. The way he was acting, strolling around and just being physically there was making her ears flare up with heat.

"Why is that so fucking funny?"

"Just this entire situation reminds me of something that happened many … years … ago."

Before she could ask what the situation was, he derailed the conversation to a completely different topic.

"Do you remember the day you left me?"

What? Why was he remembering that day?

"What does that have-"

"Please humour me."

She raised an eyebrow but went to her vanity to take off her jewellery. It certainly felt awkward to admit she remembered that day, every single moment of her life. Reminding her about the biggest mistake she had made in her life. Instead of saying it face to face, she responded through the mirror.

"I do."

"You never clearly told me why. All you said was that you were going back to India to be with family but you never came back. I lost contact with you. It was enough of a sign that you left me. So why did you end our relationship?"

She pursed her lip, having gotten rid of her jewellery. This wasn't the time as she glanced up, her anger once again flaring up as she snarled.

"This doesn't have anything to do with what we were talking about."

"Why are you so scared to answer this question?"

"Nanami!"

"I believe I have enough of a right to know why."

"Drop it, Nanami!"

"I gave you time and space last time and that made me let you go. Not this time! I'm not letting you go."

In that moment, something snapped in her mind as she swung around and stepped to him. Jabbing him with her words as he held her face high.

"DROP IT NANAMI!"

"Why did you leave?"

"Because I didn't want to lose you too!"

Nanami flinched from the words, stepping as (Y/N) huffed. For the first time in 13 years, the heavy words and decisions she made as a 13/14 year old, circled back. The emotions that weighed her and made her carry a heavy burden were now teardrops streaming down her face.

He could see how tired and exhausted she was from carrying a lot of anger and regret. Using the back of her hand to wipe away the non-stop flow of tears as she rasped.

"You remember the time when my mum died."

The tall blond gave a solemn nod, looking downcast as he remembered that day. It was terrible and he could vividly recall the way (Y/N) shook in his arms when she had told him the news. He even remembered the day of the funeral, everyone had worn white and there was a picture of her with a marigold garland on the frame.

"The day I told you I was going to India, two days before my father dumped me onto Daadi. He said he couldn't bear seeing me because I reminded him too much of my Mum. First my mother, then my father left me. The people I loved were leaving and my mind just escalated to Daadi, Haibara and you leaving me.

"I thought I was cursed and that was why my parents left. I decided then … that if I didn't love much, I wouldn't lose anyone. 'S why I left. I didn't want to lose you too because I loved you."

Nanami gave a nod as she sat down on Daadi's makeshift bed. He sat beside her, allowing her the time to speak her heart which had been closed for years.

"Which is crazy saying because we were only 14 and … love? We were too young…"

Nanami huffed in a smile as he spoke.

"I don't think so."

(Y/N) finally glanced up into Nanami's eyes, instead of seeing anger and resentment, she could see comfort and adoration in his eyes as his hand enveloped her hand.

"The point I wanted to make (Y/N), was that what happened with me and you was exactly what happened with you and your father. He left you because he loved you too much and was scared of hurting you from his pain of losing your mother.

"But he's come back … and he's trying to rectify that. He at least deserves a chance to be heard out. I guess in a similar fashion I could have done the same as you, when we met again at the office. But I have too much love for you."

Her eyes watered as he gave a soft nod, this made her fully sob, lunging into Nanami's arms. After so many years she finally felt his comforting touch, nuzzling her face into his neck whilst he rubbed her back in an up-down motion. Unbeknownst to them, Daadi and Haibara were peeking through the door, having witnessed everything and finally feeling relieved after days trying to reunite (Y/N) and Nanami.

~~~~

The bustling streets were packed. Nanami had worn a white cotton button up and khaki shorts to combat the sweltering heat in India. Right now he was in a small cafe, sat at two tables away from where (Y/N) was with her father. He had ordered tea and paratha as a light snack, a small smile on his face as he watched the two converse.

It had already been an hour and a half which gave them ample time to reconcile and reconnect. It seemed the conversation came to a close as the two stood up, walking to where Nanami was which made him stand up and wipe his mouth with a table napkin.

(Y/N) had a placid look on her face as she gestured to Nanami.

"This is Kento Nanami. We went to the same school and after many years, ended up working at the same company. Kento, this is my father. He knows Hindi well."

Arjun grinned as Nanami put out a hand to shake but the man stepped forward and pulled the blond Danish-Japanese into a hug. Patting his back heartily before stepping back.

"Thank you. I'm glad I finally got to put a name to a face. Before my wife passed, she told me that you were (Y/N)'s boyfriend. Just know that she really liked you Kento and thought you were great."

Nanami rubbed the back of his head, giving a short bow of gratitude but Arjun's face dropped which made Nanami swallow nervously at the sudden change of mood. Arjun shifted his head to his daughter as he mildly threatened.

"Don't you break this man's heart otherwise your mother will come back to haunt us both."

Nanami laughed nervously while (Y/N)’s lips threatened to break out a smile. Arjun grinned as he reached into his pocket to take out a wallet, fingering it to pick out a few notes as he handed it to his daughter, asking her to go pay. She reluctantly nods and heads to the counter, giving Arjun and Nanami a few minutes alone.

Arjun smiles rather wistfully before advising Nanami.

“Keep doing what you're doing Nanami. Her heart will melt soon. She'll open up to you quicker than she will with me.”

The taller man was confused why Arjun was saying this but before he could delve further, (Y/N) came back and handed her father the change. Arjun bowed his head at his daughter, excusing himself and promising to meet them at the wedding tomorrow.

Now it was just (Y/N) and Nanami as they walked out of the cafe, waiting on the side of a curb for a taxi. His eyes went down to her fingers scratching at the other, he was distracted by her fidgeting that he almost missed what she said.

“Thanks … for taking me to meet my father. And for yesterday's talk.”

Nanami gave a soft nod and smile, hunching down to meet her at eye level.

“No need for thanks. I did it to help you and Daadi.”

“Still.”

A small smile came on Nanami's face as he nudged at her shoulder.

“Are you softening up to your team leader?”

Seeing the way her cheeks flushed with heat and her eyes narrow in embarrassment, bringing the back of her hand to hide her eyes.

“Stop. This isn't like you.”

“True. But I'm only like this when I'm with you.”

He finally managed to bring a smile to her face, pulling her hand away and finally looking Nanami in the eyes.

“Can't deny that. Even when we were young you used to follow me around like a puppy.”

“Well now that is incorrect. You were the one who had big puppy eyes when we were around. Not to forget that you asked me to hang out first.”

“Well you kissed me first so who's the lovesick puppy now!”

They managed to flag a taxi down as it halted in front of them. (Y/N) had a smug grin on her face as she climbed into the taxi. Nanami exhaled rather romantically before he sat down. The taxi drove off and for once (Y/N) sat close to him with her head leaning on his shoulder, her heart already began to melt.

~~~~

(Y/N) pursed her lips as she watched her cousin's friends flit around Tina, helping her with last minute getting-ready things. She could hear the music in the background, some pop Indian song from the latest bollywood movie. Tina looked pretty in her deep red bridal dress, opting to stick with the traditional outfit.

Everyone else was in the hall but her Bua asked (Y/N) to come up and hold the dupatta over her head along with Tina's younger sister Jhanvi and two of Tina's friends. Tina stood up, finally taking note that her cousin was in the room as she smirked.

“Hey, how was your meeting with Arjun Maama at the mehndi? I was so glad that he was able to make it.”

(Y/N) huffed but gave a small smile as she stepped up to fix Tina's outfit. Nothing her cousin would say will affect her now, she's outgrown her cousin's childish ways.

“It was good, thank you. You can now stop with the petty acts of jealousy.”

Tina scoffed, looking around to see if her friends were listening but they weren't. Her friends were too busy taking selfies.

“I don't know what you're talking about (Y/N). I was just trying to do a good thing.”

“Sure if that's the story you want to stick with. There's no need for you to be jealous any more. You have everything now, especially a husband who will spend money on you.” (Y/N) smirked, brushing away lint off Tina's shoulder. “You have a better life than me. An unmarried degree level woman in her late 20s, earning twice the amount your soon-to-be-husband would make. Heck this woman has a boyfriend and not a husband. You're doing way better than me.”

Tina's face flushed almost pale as Bua Payal came in to ask if they were ready. (Y/N)’s smile grew wider, answering her aunt as Bua Payal clapped to hurry everyone into their position. (Y/N) and Jhanvi were holding the dupatta at the front and Tina's friends were holding the back corners. Tina's friends had a basket of rose petals as they began to lead the bride out of the dressing room and to the garden venue.

They slowly marched into the open garden, they were walking on a lush deep blue carpet which lead to a small wedding dais where a priest and Harpreet were sat. Harpreet had a big grin on his face as he watched his bride approach them. Bua Payal and Tina stepped up, as Tina sat down next to Harpreet which signalled to the priest to start the wedding mantras.

(Y/N) folded the dupatta and handed it to Jhanvi before going to sit down on the front row between Nanami and Daadi. The man looked good in Asian wear, sporting a mint green kurta, white stole and white loose pants. He matched (Y/N)’s salwar kameez dress colour which made him happily grin at finally seeing his date.

Daadi too smiled as she leaned into (Y/N)’s ear.

“Did you threaten Tina?”

“No Daadi! Of course not. I simply thanked her and requested her to stop being jealous.”

Daadi rolled her eyes but playfully smiled, praising her for standing up for herself. Nanami snuck a look at (Y/N) only for him to be caught by her which made his cheeks blush. Her hand reached across and interlaced her fingers with his, bringing their hands onto her lap to hold close.

Through the ceremony, they held hands and even when they stood up to shower the couple in strew petals of marigold and roses, they still held hands. Watching her cousin and cousin-in-law take their rounds around the fire, had her mind racing forward. Imagining herself and Nanami walking around and tying their lives together seven times.

Before she could reach there, she needed to tell Nanami how she felt. While everyone was eating, (Y/N) and Nanami snuck off somewhere back to the hall. She began to fiddle with her dupatta before looking up into Nanami's - Kento's eyes. He stood over her rather patiently, knowing that she would say what she needed to say.

“Do … I want to say I'm sorry for leaving things bitter. It was wrong-”

Before she could say anything further, Kento cupped his hand over her mouth with a slight shake to his head.

“Don't bother. There's no need for regrets.”

She gave a nod and dropped her head again. The words were choking in her throat yet Kento curled a finger underneath her chin and lifted her head up to reconnect eyes. Just so he could give her strength to say her words, which helped and she let go of a shaky breath.

“Then … can we start over? Start again from the beginning.”

“No.”

Her heart pounded loudly at the sudden refusal, shocked that Kento had straightforwardly refused. The shock was short lived as Kento placed his hands on her cheeks.

“Why start again when we can continue from where we left off? Is that okay with you?”

Her eyes dropped to his pink lips, not hesitating to lean in and kiss him. Her eyes shut tight to pour her love into Kento. Her hands slowly came up around his neck whilst his looped around her waist to pull her close. The two of them moved passionately in sync and Kento had to be the one to let go and take a deep breath.

“Does that answer your question?”

A small laugh left Kento's lips as he leaned in again to kiss her. Finally reconnected as the lovers they were meant to be since they were teenagers.

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