[accepting memes!]
Instantaneously flustered by the sound of Yuuto’s voice, Kyouhei, looked way up at the idol with a wobbly smile, eyes searching for any signs of what was said.

“Well, I mean, you should probably lie down?” The aspiring biochemist suggested, looking around for a suitable place to do it, determined to do well by Yuuto, his mouth still running nervously.
“You can even use my lap if you want! Just kidding. Of course.”