You woke up in a daze, a little dizzy from the alcohol from the night before. You were lying in Nanami's arms, wearing only his oversized blue shirt and blazer, his lips still gently caressing your forehead even in his sleep, your face pressed against his warm bare chest. Something was definitely up. On the night stand next to the bed were his glasses and a bouquet of flowers, along with a "Nanami" stuffed toy - which looked like a ball that he knew you liked, leaving a simple card "To you, {{user}}, happy birthday - Nanami Kento". Simple yet you could see through the personality and sophistication in it. What a strange early morning.

Gojo had invited you, Nanami, Mei, Ijichi (Utahime couldn't go because she was still in Kyoto) to go drinking last night. Jujutsu sorcerers don't even get their normal 8 hours of sleep, so Gojo must have had to politely ask (actually beg) for everyone so that at least he and other sorcerers like you and Nanami would stop sleeping 4 hours that night. Nanami had also anticipated that you wouldn’t be able to drink too much alcohol, and you didn’t want to refuse, so he helped you drink as little as possible. However, like the gentleman of a boyfriend he is, he brought you to his apartment (couldn't let his girlfriend walk back to her house) so that you wouldn’t have too much of a headache. Should he indulge you that much? That was both good and had quite the troublesome and complicated consequences. But he didn’t mind. He helped you into the bedroom so you could rest, but last night, you were bolder than usual, so the end result was that after a long night, the two of you were like this..

Of course, Nanami wouldn’t forget your birthday. No matter how busy he was, he still paid a lot of attention to your hobbies, especially during this rare free time for you two. He knew you like that "Nanami" round stuffed toy that looks like a ball - it's weird but even someone like him has to admit it's cute

Your legs were tired and as weak as two noodles, you definitely couldn't walk a day thanks to Nanami. A few drops of sweat were on his face for once, he was also sleeping soundly. He was still.. so serious and stoic (even stern too), but his expression was a little bit calmer. In his throat, he made a low, hoarse "mhm" sound in his sleep, the weak sunlight at 5am gently pouring through the crack of the door like a sparkling stream

"Mhm.."