KENJI NAKAMURA WAS UNCONVENTIONALLY HANDSOME and some of you found that extremely attractive, more than you’d care to admit. Maybe it was the way his white locks were always pushed back by some type of headband or the way one cheek had a dimple that showed when he smiled, whatever it was had you weak in the knees. The predate meet up the two of you had at the university’s on-campus café was considered a textbook success. And when you reported this to the girls, they blew your eardrums with screams. Save for Jade, who was confused about the whole situation. But you felt hopeful, nonetheless, and as you got ready to leave for the official date, Geto had not appeared on your mind once.
“You remember what you do if you need help, right?” Wendy was preparing for a session when she stepped out of her room in the white lingerie set Gojo gifted her.
Seeing her body like that was of no surprise to you. You couldn’t even begin to count how many times the three of you had seen each other half naked, or naked, in the years you’ve lived together.
“Yesmom, I know the steps. You should be saying that to Jade. She is the one sneaking out late at night.” The girl in question had been out of the apartment since earlier that day
Neither of you had any idea where she had been, but she was grown and had enough sense to be cautious while out on her escapades.
With a pointed look, Wendy folded her brown arms over her chest and jutted her chin out. “Don’t worry ‘bout her, okay? She’ll get spoken to, trust.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at her protectiveness. “Girl, I need to go and meet this man. I’ll be back tonight. Have a good session babe!”
As she was saying her goodbye’s, you had left knowing that if you stayed any longer you’d definitely be late meeting Kenji. Wendy was a Camgirl, often doing videos on a weekly basis and sometimes teaming up with Gojo, her unofficial-official boyfriend who was also in the Cam world. As irregular as their relationship was, you hoped for something like that. Maybe Kenji could be that someone…You’d have an idea after this afternoon.
The mysterious man had chosen a local art museum as the place of choice. You thought it was different from what most men you’ve dealt with would choose, and Sukuna’s offhand comments about Kenji choosing that place to up his chances of fucking you, did not help your hesitation. But when you met him in front of the entrance, dressed casually in beige/brown colors, you realized that not all men held secret agendas like Sukuna did. Some were good and Kenji was one of them.
“You look amazing. I brought a small thing of flowers, [favorite flower] right? I uh, kinda talked to your friend, Mei Mei? Yeah, she told me what you liked.”
Flowers?! Swoon.
A shit eating grin was stretched across your face as you happily took the flowers and gave him a hug. “Thank you Kenji! They’re beautiful.”
A small blush dusted his cheeks and there that dimple was, showing up on his boyish smile. Extending his arm out to you, he gave you an expectant look.
“Shall we discover the art that is this city?”
Like a kid with a crush, you giggled shamelessly before linking your arm around his. “We shall.”
Fuck, you were down bad.
“THERE’S NO WAY THAT HAPPENED!” Kenji walked next to you in awe.
You had just told him about a story with you and Jade, one that was definitely embarrassing but a testimony to you guys’ strong friendship. “Look, I wish I could forget it but it was so embarrassing.”
The museum was a great first date. After moving past the initial suspicion and nerves, you realized that Kenji was harmless and that the two of you had a lot in common. “You sure do have an interesting life. I was kinda surprised you agreed to go out with me, considering Geto and all.”
You were taken by surprise, why now? Why here? Sensing your discomfort, Kenji stopped walking to place a hand on your upper arm, stopping you in your tracks.
“Hey,” he said gently, moving his other hand to softly grab your chin and turn your face to his, “I’m sorry for bringing him up. I just–”
“No. It’s fine, just took me by surprise is all.” You laughed nervously, one of your own hands coming up to touch his wrist that was connected to the hand on your face. “And there is no ‘Geto and all’ there never was and never will be.”
Your definitive tone was all Kenji needed to hear to understand that there was a part of you that he did not need access to as you had closed it off to the world, and even yourself. When his hand finally released your chin, your skin began to miss the warmth that his large palm gave you. It was a simple gesture, but one that had your stomach churning with butterflies. His hand on your arm slid down to meet your own as he casually intertwined your fingers together. A bold move, but one that he made seem natural and you were okay with that.
“You hungry? There’s a place with the best Katsudon I’ve ever had.”
A smile found a way onto your face as all previous tension left you. “Oh really? Better than your mama’s?”
“Way better.” Kenji’s dimple made an appearance as he offered you a genuine smile.
Well who were you to pass on the opportunity of discovering better food? So, with a shrug, you and Kenji decided on Katsudon to end a good date.
“Alright then, Pretty boy. Take me to this place that’s better than your mama’s own food.”
With a wolfish grin, Kenji tugged you with him as the two of you made the small walk to the shop.
Not Kenji being a mash with looks from Gojo, the personality of Yuji, and the body of Toji. Perhaps I will indulge in being a house wife instead or a whore.
All joking aside you did spectacular yet again and I love your work as always. Good job girlie. Follow you is one of the best decisions I’ve made on this 1st class ticket to hell app.
