[ his fingers curl instinctively before he can stop them, hooking ever so lightly against Yuji's before the contact breaks. no time to dwell on it, though, when he's more concerned about the flushed face and the signs of breathlessness. ]
Perhaps we should return inside, Yuji-sama. Warm you up properly lest you catch a cold.
[ the Itadori clan are summer creatures, acolytes of the sun, the heat, hot-blooded and passionate. they wouldn't know how to handle this climate. Nanami's own house is a minor clan, carrying all the traits attributed to the people of the winter lands. they're used to the cold and the snow, but with Yuji, he worries the young man will fall ill. he would never forgive himself. ]
The snow will be here tomorrow as well, all month in fact. We are at the heart of winter.
[ His instinct is to reach out and keep a hold of Nanami, but he stops himself. If Sukuna found out that Yuji wanted this man, above his intended spouse, he'd be in so much trouble - the kind that would rob him of any autonomy he had left. Sure, his future husband might be out at war, but he'll come back eventually, and he will find Yuji waiting for him, as he should be. He intends to be loyal, and dutiful, but at the same time...
Nanami is so handsome, so kind, and has always treated him with a kindness that touches him deeply. He hates that he has to try and distance himself, even a little. ]
But it's here now, and so are we. Can't we stay out here a little longer?
[ Not just because it's his first taste of winter, but because there's no guarantee that Nanami will have time to enjoy the snow with him tomorrow. He'd rather suffer a little chill now than feel utterly bereft in the morning, not having this man's company to tide him over. It's a fair trade. ]
[ possibly the biggest surprise was that Yuji was nothing like his brother Sukuna at all. no one had expected such a good-natured, at times even sweet young man. that's what is giving Nanami hope that the lord of the manor will accept Yuji and even fall for him.
that Nanami is slowly falling for Yuji himself is neither here nor there. he has one duty and one duty only: serving, anticipating every need and desire before the lords and ladies themselves did.
but Yuji looks up at him, eyes wide and hopeful, pleading with Nanami when could simply demand. how can he refuse? the majordomo sighs and pulls off his own scarf to wrap around Yuji's neck and shoulders. ]
[ The scarf is warm and soft, and Yuji's eyes are wide with delight as he curls up with it for a moment, squeezing his hands into the fabric. If he focuses a little harder, he can see how it smells a bit like Nanami, and that makes him feel a sense of comfort he'd been missing for weeks now. This place isn't really home yet, but the more time he spends with all the kind staff...
It could be, one day, if the young master decides to wed Yuji as agreed. If he's forced to return to Sukuna he doesn't think it'll be a good ending for him, so Yuji finds himself desperate to make a place for himself here. Maybe if his future husband decides not to wed him, there will be a spot for him somewhere else... He has keenly noted the fact that Nanami-san does not wear any wedding rings or jewels.
He should dash his own hopes before they begin, but there's a childishness to it, his own desire to share his heart with this man impossible to resist. ]
Do you get snow here every winter? It's so cool!
[ His expression is bright and happy once again. ]
We do. There was one year when we ended up snowed in for a week.
[ Nanami had been younger then. still a soldier in the old master's army while his father held the position of majordomo. they'd all gone a bit stir-crazy but it had also been peaceful. nothing to do but sit it out.
he blinks a little at the snowman idea. how long has it been since he's even seen one? there are no children on the premises and Nanami can't really recall if he used to build them when he was little. ]
Yuji-sama, you may do as you wish. In the young master's absence, you are quasi head of the house.
[ he is sure there will be a wedding. absolutely sure. ]
Shall we head up that path? It will remain safe from the servants for a while.
[ For a child of spring who grew up in a much warmer climate, that sounds incredible to Yuji. He delights in the idea of staring at the snow out of the window, of being able to see the sunrise make it all sparkle. It was a storybook idea before, but now it’s an actual possibility. He might be able to see stories come to life.
Beaming, he reaches out without thinking to grab Nanami’s hand and begin to tug him over the hill and towards a safe space for his snowman. ]
It still feels weird, since I’m not married yet. I’m sure he could still change his mind and send me back if that’s what he wanted.
[ that Yuji enjoys the snow and isn't appalled by the idea of being snowed in is a good sign, surely? one of the predecessors had broken down in tears at the mere thought of snow, finding it unbearable. Nanami had soon put them in a palanquin and hoped they arrived home safely.
the steward isn't used to such enthusiasm but it's charming like almost anything Yuji does so Nanami doesn't have the heart to admonish him about holding a servant's hand.
when they reach the end of the path, Nanami stops, preventing Yuji from walking farther as well. ]
Please, don't say that, Yuji-sama. You may not be aware but you are very much cherished and loved in this house. It would cause us all great grief were you to leave. The young master... he'll come to realise what a wonderful person Yuji-sama is, too. All I ask is that you be patient with him and I will promise you that you will not be sent away.
[ The problem - or, perhaps, the benefit - of being Yuji Itadori is that there are few things that really bother him or upset him. He's never liked watching people get hurt, never been a fan of leaving people to struggle if there's something he can do to help, and had never liked how his brother spoke to him, but everything else? He can manage.
The weather is just one thing. He likes snow, as much as he likes Spring, so it's liveable.
Forced to stop, he frowns before he turns his head to look at the steward, his eyes widening. ]
Nanami-san...
[ Reaching out, he takes Nanami's hand between his own, smiling. ]
I'm doing my very best. I don't want to leave here either. These last few months... I've been really happy, being able to spend this time with all of you. I've never been so happy.
[ something inside his chest feels strange when Yuji declares that he doesn't want to leave and that he's never been so happy. that is a good thing, that's what they've all been working for. to make sure the young master's betrothed would want for nothing, would feel at home this far away from his own family.
and still.
glancing at their hands, seeing how his own fingers are slightly curled around Itadori's, there is a hint of unease nagging at the back of his head. of course they are not doing anything outright wrong. it's Nanami's duty to take good care of the young master and his guests, but this goes further than anything he's done for the previous prospective spouses.
clearing his throat softly, he nods. ]
I am very glad to hear that, Yuji-sama. Shall we build your snowman before it gets dark?
He watches Nanami for a moment, feeling that familiar softness settle around his heart; it makes him feel so happy and warm to think about spending a little more time with this man, to steal this precious memories for himself. A quiet part of him really hopes that the young master never returns, so that he can steal more time with Nanami for himself...
But that is a cruel wish.
Instead, he nods, letting himself tug his fingers away, stepping over to a nice pile of snow with a hum. ]
Yes, lets. I don't want anyone to worry.
[ Glancing back over, he smiles. ]
You can just call me 'Yuji' if you like, Nanami-san. I'm not married yet, so...
[ what would happen if the young master didn't return? Nanami could keep this household running for a while but what would happen to Yuji? he stops himself there. it's a disgraceful thought to have even if the young master is a disgraceful creature.
this tradition of spending time at the prospective husband's house is meant for the couple to get to know each other, for the young master to woo his future spouse properly. so far Nanami has taken over that part as much as he could, but it's a dangerous path he's walking.
when Yuji lets go of his hand and offers a more familiar way of addressing him, yearning and relief flood the poor steward's heart. he hides it behind a low bow. ]
It is a very generous offer but I cannot accept that, I'm afraid. It would be highly inappropriate, and Yuji-sama will be married soon.
[ Inappropriate, of course... Because Yuji is going to marry someone else.
He feels himself deflate a little as he leans down to begin to pile up the snow for the base of the snowman. It's not as if he had imagined that Nanami would actually tear that barrier between them down, but he had been hopeful. He wants it, so much, and it feels bad that he can't cross that final line and show this man just how much he likes him and how much he cares about him, because he's engaged to someone else.
Is he going to have to spend the rest of his life serving one man and loving another? It sounds like some kind of torture...
Patting the mound of snow absently, he tries to hide his disappointment and his sadness by lifting the scarf up to cover his face a little more, sighing. ]
Mm, alright then. I understand.
[ Maybe he wants Nanami-san to be inappropriate with him. What about that? ]
[ it will be torture, not just for Itadori. a bitter taste at the back of his throat, Nanami forces himself to turn away from the disappointed young man. the very thought of having caused Itadori grief is painful in a way he hasn't known before.
taking a deep breath, hoping the cold crisp air might clear his head, Nanami starts looking for a 'nose'. ]
We could cut a small twig to size and use the rest for arms.
[ the steward does find a few twigs and brings them back, breaking a few down while watching Yuji work on assembling the snow man. maybe Nanami wants to be inappropriate too but years of having the idea of 'serving' drilled into him won't allow him to give in. ]
What do you think? Will this be suitable?
[ he holds out one of the smaller pieces of wood. ]
[ Yuji has to focus on the snowman to stop the crushing feeling from battering at him. The only reason he's been happy thus far has been because of the company and not because of his future marriage. Nothing matters to him when it comes to the young master; what matters to him is the fact that he's going to keep being happy right now.
Nanami-san... He's really special. Yuji wishes he could say it without it sounding bad, or like he's doing some kind of betrayal. It's just... Hard. Painfully hard. He wants to be happy, but he knows he can't be.
Patting the snow gently, he swallows back the sad little noise he wants to make. ]
That sounds very sensible, Nanami-san.
[ Lifting his head, he manages a smile, reaching out to take it. ]
[ they're not used to praise, be it high or low, in this frozen pocket of the world so Yuji's words surprise him. excellence is expected of him at all times, is expected of all the staff in this household so it's not worth mentioning when they're just doing their jobs.
but coming from Yuji-sama, it feels different. not willing to examine this strange feeling out here in the open, Nanami simply nods and continues to try and turn the twigs into suitable arms.
in the end, the snowman looks kind of cute as improvised as he is, and Nanami stands beside the young man and hums softly, appreciatively. ]
He looks impressive, more so even if we find him a hat and a scarf to wear. A very distinguished gentleman, Yuji-sama.
[ Yuji looks at the snowman, watching it with a softer expression than before. It’s nice, to be able to do something for himself, to bask in the simple joy that is playing around in the snow he’s never seen before. It makes him feel warm, despite the cold, and he turns to look at Nanami.
With his cheeks flushed and stern expression all Yuji can think is that the servant looks cute, looks so sweet even with that face. Yuji finds himself slipping a little closer, so their arms brush, unable to help himself. He just wants to be close to him, to learn more about him.
Nanami is the only reason he’s surviving. ]
I wish we had a way to keep it forever, but I guess it’ll melt soon, huh?
[ the servant hold perfectly still as if he's unaware of how close the young master's betrothed is standing. there's no one around to witness it save for the man made of snow and he doesn't seem to mind the sight in front of him. ]
Eventually it will, but winters tend to last a bit longer in our pocket of world. Well, longer than what Yuji-sama must be used to at least.
[ winter is what keeps the young master locked up in his war camp. trying to return home in this weather would be too dangerous and foolish. perhaps the snowman is here to ensure a little privacy. Nanami would welcome it even if he'd never admit it. chancing a glance at the young man beside him, he knows without a doubt that he would do anything to keep Yuji from leaving... ]
Should we head back inside? Your dinner should be almost ready.
Yeah, we barely had a winter before. I hope it stays for just a little while longer.
[ So that Yuji can visit it again, see more of what he and Nanami were able to do together, share with one another. When the snow melts and disappears… It would feel strange, as if he’s losing that part of their time together too.
It would also mean his future husband isn’t closer to returning.
Stepping away, he sighs softly. ]
I don’t really want to, but I know we should. [ Looking up, Yuji smiles softly. ] Will you eat with me today too?
[ it feels a little bit strange, this playing. they're not a very playful breed up here. they have their festivities and merry-making but they are not prone to playing for pleasure. perhaps, in time, Yuji can change that for the future generations if not for the current one.
he would be so good for this household and their young master. everyone around here is already half in love with their master to be... ]
Of course, it would be my pleasure.
[ Nanami offers his arm to assist Yuji on their way back. snow can be treacherous, forming thin layers of ice which lead to unpleasant encounters with the ground. ]
Would you like to take a bath later as well? It will warm you up properly.
[ Taking Nanami's arm feels natural, feels right, and Yuji sighs as he watches him begin to lead him back towards the main house. He doesn't want this, doesn't want to feel as if he's signing his life away to someone else, to be a partner to someone who hates him, but that is what he has to be. That's what he agreed to.
Even if he can't have Nanami, even if he can't have what he wants... At least they can be around one another. That's enough for him. ]
Thank you.
[ Walking carefully, Yuji sighs softly, wobbling a little over the ice. ]
That sounds like a good idea. I don't want to get a cold.
[ hate is a strong word. given enough time Nanami is sure, the whole household is absolutely sure that their young master will warm up to his betrothed. and if the young master decides he must live a warrior life, then his servants will gladly look after Yuji themselves!
it's not unlikely that their young master will simply continue as before, married or not. this arrangement is first and foremost a political one, after all. an attempt at preventing Sukuna from ravaging their lands again. ]
I'll have our old granny prepare some herbs for your bath to prevent that.
[ he moves slowly, senses highly attuned to the young man's every step. this climate is more suited to snow leopards than tigers, it seems. he should have brought better shoes for Yuji. unwilling to risk the young man's health, Nanami stops. ]
Yuji-sama... Allow me.
[ with only a tiny hint of hesitance, the majordomo lifts the young man up, holding him securely in his arms before proceeding towards the main house. ]
It takes a while to get used to these conditions. I'm sure your homelands have different challenges, don't they?
[ It seems like a lot of work, especially since he doesn't really imagine himself to be that important, that worth putting so much effort into. He's only seen as special because of the impending marriage, not because of anything that he ought to have done himself.
He's just one person. Just one man, if that, a little annoying, unaware of how the world works here, just... Sent, to be a pawn in the machinations of people more powerful than him.
Lifting his head, he's about to speak when, suddenly, there are arms around him, and his eyes are widening, breathless. ]
Ah -
[ Cheeks flaring a bright red, he swallows, leaning into Nanami's chest a little. ]
[ he means it. they're all here to serve in any capacity they can. with how often the young master is absent, they find themselves too idle for their tastes. the arrival and astonishing endurance of this new betrothed has done wonders for everyone's morale.
carrying Yuji in his arms is, on the face of it, part of his duty as well. but part of him feels oddly pleased that he learns the built and weight of the young master's betrothed before the young master can. perhaps he isn't doing anyone a favour by being this attentive, but there's no going back now. ]
So I've heard. Your long summers and the festivals always sounded very intriguing when I was little. Do you still have them? The festivals, I mean.
[ To serve him... It makes him a little uncomfortable. He's used to having staff, of course, and he always treated them far better than Sukuna ever did, but it's still awkward. They're mostly relative stranger to him rather than people he grew up with, so making them do things feels weird. He'd rather do more for himself, but they just won't let him.
Sighing softly, he closes his eyes, letting himself bask in being held by Nanami for as long as he can. He doesn't think this is something that's going to keep happening, so he wants to memorise every second of it. ]
Yeah, every year. The summer ones are really nice, but I always like the one to welcome autumn.
[ after giving up his military career, serving this house that has always been good to his family has become the focal point, the sole purpose of Nanami's life. continuing the family line has fallen to his siblings, leaving Nanami free to turn himself into the perfect servant, anticipating the needs of his masters and the guests even before them.
he hasn't anticipated the arrival of Itadori Yuji or how this would cause his world to tilt.
step deliberately slow as to not endanger his precious cargo, Nanami holds the young master's betrothed a little tighter. ]
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Perhaps we should return inside, Yuji-sama. Warm you up properly lest you catch a cold.
[ the Itadori clan are summer creatures, acolytes of the sun, the heat, hot-blooded and passionate. they wouldn't know how to handle this climate. Nanami's own house is a minor clan, carrying all the traits attributed to the people of the winter lands. they're used to the cold and the snow, but with Yuji, he worries the young man will fall ill. he would never forgive himself. ]
The snow will be here tomorrow as well, all month in fact. We are at the heart of winter.
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Nanami is so handsome, so kind, and has always treated him with a kindness that touches him deeply. He hates that he has to try and distance himself, even a little. ]
But it's here now, and so are we. Can't we stay out here a little longer?
[ Not just because it's his first taste of winter, but because there's no guarantee that Nanami will have time to enjoy the snow with him tomorrow. He'd rather suffer a little chill now than feel utterly bereft in the morning, not having this man's company to tide him over. It's a fair trade. ]
Please?
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that Nanami is slowly falling for Yuji himself is neither here nor there. he has one duty and one duty only: serving, anticipating every need and desire before the lords and ladies themselves did.
but Yuji looks up at him, eyes wide and hopeful, pleading with Nanami when could simply demand. how can he refuse? the majordomo sighs and pulls off his own scarf to wrap around Yuji's neck and shoulders. ]
A little bit, then, as you wish.
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It could be, one day, if the young master decides to wed Yuji as agreed. If he's forced to return to Sukuna he doesn't think it'll be a good ending for him, so Yuji finds himself desperate to make a place for himself here. Maybe if his future husband decides not to wed him, there will be a spot for him somewhere else... He has keenly noted the fact that Nanami-san does not wear any wedding rings or jewels.
He should dash his own hopes before they begin, but there's a childishness to it, his own desire to share his heart with this man impossible to resist. ]
Do you get snow here every winter? It's so cool!
[ His expression is bright and happy once again. ]
Can we make a snowman?
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[ Nanami had been younger then. still a soldier in the old master's army while his father held the position of majordomo. they'd all gone a bit stir-crazy but it had also been peaceful. nothing to do but sit it out.
he blinks a little at the snowman idea. how long has it been since he's even seen one? there are no children on the premises and Nanami can't really recall if he used to build them when he was little. ]
Yuji-sama, you may do as you wish. In the young master's absence, you are quasi head of the house.
[ he is sure there will be a wedding. absolutely sure. ]
Shall we head up that path? It will remain safe from the servants for a while.
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[ For a child of spring who grew up in a much warmer climate, that sounds incredible to Yuji. He delights in the idea of staring at the snow out of the window, of being able to see the sunrise make it all sparkle. It was a storybook idea before, but now it’s an actual possibility. He might be able to see stories come to life.
Beaming, he reaches out without thinking to grab Nanami’s hand and begin to tug him over the hill and towards a safe space for his snowman. ]
It still feels weird, since I’m not married yet. I’m sure he could still change his mind and send me back if that’s what he wanted.
[ He hums softly ]
It’s not as if I’m that special.
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the steward isn't used to such enthusiasm but it's charming like almost anything Yuji does so Nanami doesn't have the heart to admonish him about holding a servant's hand.
when they reach the end of the path, Nanami stops, preventing Yuji from walking farther as well. ]
Please, don't say that, Yuji-sama. You may not be aware but you are very much cherished and loved in this house. It would cause us all great grief were you to leave. The young master... he'll come to realise what a wonderful person Yuji-sama is, too. All I ask is that you be patient with him and I will promise you that you will not be sent away.
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The weather is just one thing. He likes snow, as much as he likes Spring, so it's liveable.
Forced to stop, he frowns before he turns his head to look at the steward, his eyes widening. ]
Nanami-san...
[ Reaching out, he takes Nanami's hand between his own, smiling. ]
I'm doing my very best. I don't want to leave here either. These last few months... I've been really happy, being able to spend this time with all of you. I've never been so happy.
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and still.
glancing at their hands, seeing how his own fingers are slightly curled around Itadori's, there is a hint of unease nagging at the back of his head. of course they are not doing anything outright wrong. it's Nanami's duty to take good care of the young master and his guests, but this goes further than anything he's done for the previous prospective spouses.
clearing his throat softly, he nods. ]
I am very glad to hear that, Yuji-sama. Shall we build your snowman before it gets dark?
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He watches Nanami for a moment, feeling that familiar softness settle around his heart; it makes him feel so happy and warm to think about spending a little more time with this man, to steal this precious memories for himself. A quiet part of him really hopes that the young master never returns, so that he can steal more time with Nanami for himself...
But that is a cruel wish.
Instead, he nods, letting himself tug his fingers away, stepping over to a nice pile of snow with a hum. ]
Yes, lets. I don't want anyone to worry.
[ Glancing back over, he smiles. ]
You can just call me 'Yuji' if you like, Nanami-san. I'm not married yet, so...
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this tradition of spending time at the prospective husband's house is meant for the couple to get to know each other, for the young master to woo his future spouse properly. so far Nanami has taken over that part as much as he could, but it's a dangerous path he's walking.
when Yuji lets go of his hand and offers a more familiar way of addressing him, yearning and relief flood the poor steward's heart. he hides it behind a low bow. ]
It is a very generous offer but I cannot accept that, I'm afraid. It would be highly inappropriate, and Yuji-sama will be married soon.
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He feels himself deflate a little as he leans down to begin to pile up the snow for the base of the snowman. It's not as if he had imagined that Nanami would actually tear that barrier between them down, but he had been hopeful. He wants it, so much, and it feels bad that he can't cross that final line and show this man just how much he likes him and how much he cares about him, because he's engaged to someone else.
Is he going to have to spend the rest of his life serving one man and loving another? It sounds like some kind of torture...
Patting the mound of snow absently, he tries to hide his disappointment and his sadness by lifting the scarf up to cover his face a little more, sighing. ]
Mm, alright then. I understand.
[ Maybe he wants Nanami-san to be inappropriate with him. What about that? ]
Do you see anything we can use for a nose?
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taking a deep breath, hoping the cold crisp air might clear his head, Nanami starts looking for a 'nose'. ]
We could cut a small twig to size and use the rest for arms.
[ the steward does find a few twigs and brings them back, breaking a few down while watching Yuji work on assembling the snow man. maybe Nanami wants to be inappropriate too but years of having the idea of 'serving' drilled into him won't allow him to give in. ]
What do you think? Will this be suitable?
[ he holds out one of the smaller pieces of wood. ]
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Nanami-san... He's really special. Yuji wishes he could say it without it sounding bad, or like he's doing some kind of betrayal. It's just... Hard. Painfully hard. He wants to be happy, but he knows he can't be.
Patting the snow gently, he swallows back the sad little noise he wants to make. ]
That sounds very sensible, Nanami-san.
[ Lifting his head, he manages a smile, reaching out to take it. ]
It's perfect! Excellent work, as always.
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but coming from Yuji-sama, it feels different. not willing to examine this strange feeling out here in the open, Nanami simply nods and continues to try and turn the twigs into suitable arms.
in the end, the snowman looks kind of cute as improvised as he is, and Nanami stands beside the young man and hums softly, appreciatively. ]
He looks impressive, more so even if we find him a hat and a scarf to wear. A very distinguished gentleman, Yuji-sama.
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[ Yuji looks at the snowman, watching it with a softer expression than before. It’s nice, to be able to do something for himself, to bask in the simple joy that is playing around in the snow he’s never seen before. It makes him feel warm, despite the cold, and he turns to look at Nanami.
With his cheeks flushed and stern expression all Yuji can think is that the servant looks cute, looks so sweet even with that face. Yuji finds himself slipping a little closer, so their arms brush, unable to help himself. He just wants to be close to him, to learn more about him.
Nanami is the only reason he’s surviving. ]
I wish we had a way to keep it forever, but I guess it’ll melt soon, huh?
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Eventually it will, but winters tend to last a bit longer in our pocket of world. Well, longer than what Yuji-sama must be used to at least.
[ winter is what keeps the young master locked up in his war camp. trying to return home in this weather would be too dangerous and foolish. perhaps the snowman is here to ensure a little privacy. Nanami would welcome it even if he'd never admit it. chancing a glance at the young man beside him, he knows without a doubt that he would do anything to keep Yuji from leaving... ]
Should we head back inside? Your dinner should be almost ready.
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[ So that Yuji can visit it again, see more of what he and Nanami were able to do together, share with one another. When the snow melts and disappears… It would feel strange, as if he’s losing that part of their time together too.
It would also mean his future husband isn’t closer to returning.
Stepping away, he sighs softly. ]
I don’t really want to, but I know we should. [ Looking up, Yuji smiles softly. ] Will you eat with me today too?
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he would be so good for this household and their young master. everyone around here is already half in love with their master to be... ]
Of course, it would be my pleasure.
[ Nanami offers his arm to assist Yuji on their way back. snow can be treacherous, forming thin layers of ice which lead to unpleasant encounters with the ground. ]
Would you like to take a bath later as well? It will warm you up properly.
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Even if he can't have Nanami, even if he can't have what he wants... At least they can be around one another. That's enough for him. ]
Thank you.
[ Walking carefully, Yuji sighs softly, wobbling a little over the ice. ]
That sounds like a good idea. I don't want to get a cold.
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it's not unlikely that their young master will simply continue as before, married or not. this arrangement is first and foremost a political one, after all. an attempt at preventing Sukuna from ravaging their lands again. ]
I'll have our old granny prepare some herbs for your bath to prevent that.
[ he moves slowly, senses highly attuned to the young man's every step. this climate is more suited to snow leopards than tigers, it seems. he should have brought better shoes for Yuji. unwilling to risk the young man's health, Nanami stops. ]
Yuji-sama... Allow me.
[ with only a tiny hint of hesitance, the majordomo lifts the young man up, holding him securely in his arms before proceeding towards the main house. ]
It takes a while to get used to these conditions. I'm sure your homelands have different challenges, don't they?
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[ It seems like a lot of work, especially since he doesn't really imagine himself to be that important, that worth putting so much effort into. He's only seen as special because of the impending marriage, not because of anything that he ought to have done himself.
He's just one person. Just one man, if that, a little annoying, unaware of how the world works here, just... Sent, to be a pawn in the machinations of people more powerful than him.
Lifting his head, he's about to speak when, suddenly, there are arms around him, and his eyes are widening, breathless. ]
Ah -
[ Cheeks flaring a bright red, he swallows, leaning into Nanami's chest a little. ]
I - yeah. It gets really warm?
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[ he means it. they're all here to serve in any capacity they can. with how often the young master is absent, they find themselves too idle for their tastes. the arrival and astonishing endurance of this new betrothed has done wonders for everyone's morale.
carrying Yuji in his arms is, on the face of it, part of his duty as well. but part of him feels oddly pleased that he learns the built and weight of the young master's betrothed before the young master can. perhaps he isn't doing anyone a favour by being this attentive, but there's no going back now. ]
So I've heard. Your long summers and the festivals always sounded very intriguing when I was little. Do you still have them? The festivals, I mean.
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[ To serve him... It makes him a little uncomfortable. He's used to having staff, of course, and he always treated them far better than Sukuna ever did, but it's still awkward. They're mostly relative stranger to him rather than people he grew up with, so making them do things feels weird. He'd rather do more for himself, but they just won't let him.
Sighing softly, he closes his eyes, letting himself bask in being held by Nanami for as long as he can. He doesn't think this is something that's going to keep happening, so he wants to memorise every second of it. ]
Yeah, every year. The summer ones are really nice, but I always like the one to welcome autumn.
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he hasn't anticipated the arrival of Itadori Yuji or how this would cause his world to tilt.
step deliberately slow as to not endanger his precious cargo, Nanami holds the young master's betrothed a little tighter. ]
Are they like harvest festivals?
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