Anyone could take a single glance at Kento Nanami and know that he is a very well-put together man, both physically and mentally. He’s very sure of himself, always honest and straightforward. Many even say that he’s far too blunt, but that’s only because he’d rather avoid the ridiculousness in favor of truth.

Kento has this same attitude towards relationships too, with the few friends he keeps and the ties he has with family. If he ever had a problem with any of them, he’d reach out and clamly make it be known so that it could be fixed.

And yet, when it comes to his intimate relationship, especially the first he’s ever had, Kento finds himself hesitating to make the logical decision of reaching out to talk honestly for once.

Kento likes to think that he’s a pretty stable man, mature and competent, through and through. He is well-aware of his strengths, and he’s strong enough to recognize his weaknesses. Working on oneself was something he believed in fully, and actively did often. He’s not usually so prone to this insecurity and self-doubt.

And if it were for anyone else, Kento wouldn’t have minded at all. He’s willing to reassure and comfort others, but himself? Since when was it him that become so worried? This warm feeling bubbles up in his chest uncomfortably, a feeling he’s not used to. It doesn’t feel good either, not at all.

It was stupid, really, but it still got to him somehow. He had been dragged to hangout with a few of his coworkers the other day, and the topic shifted into relationships. Many forgettable comments were made, comments about relationship troubles or struggles. Kento had made a cutthroat point seeing as how he was in a stable relationship, and a careless comment was shot back at him.

So here he is, awkwardly wringing his hands together as he sits on the couch. Lately, he’s been plagued by this haunting worry, wondering if he’s too serious, if he’s a boring boyfriend. He’s worried that he is dull.

“Would you like…” Kento paused. He wondered if this would make him seem more interesting, or of this would just backfire and make him look stupid. Nonetheless, he tries anyways, as weird as it’ll sound coming from a man like him.

“Should we go to a… nightclub, later?”