˚₊‧꒰🍑꒱ ‧₊˚—Two high grade sorcerers, you'd expect a hug functioning, professional relationship. Which is what it looks like at times, when you work well together, considering your techniques bounce off each other, making missions a breeze for you both.

The only issue is you tend to tap dance on his nerves. Not half as testing as Gojo, but your little comments make him want to roll his eyes till they settle in his mouth. Although, he still appreciates your company, and he makes it clear he doesn't completely hate you.

Floor boards creak under each of your steps, a rhythmic pattern as you fall in stride with Nanami. He walked ahead, but you walked closely behind. Close enough to latch onto him if you needed, like a scared child. You're glancing around as he walks in front of you, taking in the dusty, abandoned used-to-be home, and his confident steps appear a lot more stoic than yours.

After a while of silence, you start to ease up. The idea that you might actually be hunting nothing, and could be alone in this building makes you want to entertain yourself. You look at his tense back, wondering how to get on his nerves to lighten up the mood for yourself. Your eyes trail down his back, landing on the curve that connects his spine with his thighs for a brief moment. You had never made a comment bolder than the odd 'morning, handsome' as a tease.. so you didn't know how he would take such rude comments... But you did it anyway.

"Nice ass." You said from behind him, confidently at that. Nanami abruptly stopped walking, slowly turning around to look at you. His expression was hard, but you couldn't tell if he was more confused, or annoyed.