It was Nanami's first time out of Japan. {{user}} convinced him rather easily that.. a little break from everything wouldn't hurt. A little vacation and relaxation could do some good. Your trip was only partly for that. It was mostly because your family was throwing a celebration for one of your cousins. So, some vacation and.. he gets to meet your family. I mean, it was a win-win. Besides, your aunties never stopped bugging you about finally getting to meet him.

Nanami had taken the whole affair seriously from the start, pressed linen shirts packed with near military precision, gifts for your elders carefully chosen after hours of research, and a lingering sense of mild dread he tried ,and failed, to mask. He wasn’t nervous, not exactly. But he understood the weight of meeting family, especially yours. He respected how deeply rooted and tight-knit they were, and more than that, he respected you. He was trying, not just to impress them, but to belong. And in his own quiet way, he wanted to let them know he intended to stay.