[from x: accepting] @friendlyoceangiant
Kyouhei let out a half-sigh, half-yawn and stretched his arms over his head, not satisfied until he heard the popping of his shoulder joints, the tension from sitting upright in his uncomfortable desk chair.

Ignoring the papers and dog-eared science theory books littering his desk, he turned to check on his study buddy, Mizumachi, ready to offer the other student a bed or at least a pillow when he found he’d been beaten to the punch.
The sight of his friend just totally knocked out with his study materials made Kyouhei feel warm, and even if it wasn’t that deep it was a sign of trust that he would now treasure.
Fighting another yawn, he crept off to his bed and removed his blankets and a few pillows from it, resisting the urge to hum so late at night - strike that, it was nearly two AM.
Carefully, he spread the blanket over the resting Mizumachi and dropped a pillow beside his head (just in case he woke up and needed one) before stumbling over to his love seat and collapsing, pillow and blanket bunched up in his arms.
[from x: accepting] @florasions
Kyouhei only baked once in a blue moon, despite making sure to cook something every other day. It was usually easier to make something filling that would last a long time (like meatloaf or spaghetti) as opposed to something sweet he’d be tempted to eat in one go.
The obvious solution was to share the Peach Cobbler with someone, of course!

“Be sure to tell me what you think! This is my first time trying this recipe, so I’m a little nervous…” The student found himself chattering nervously while cutting out a portion, which was still warm, and holding it out to the photographer. “Eat up!”
[not accepting memes] @masqueradcr
In the dim lighting and with low voices, Kyouhei couldn’t help but shudder when presented with the adjuring. Akira wasn’t one to pry often, so the biochemistry student couldn’t find it in him to refuse.

“I…” he swallowed, trying to decide what to reveal. It was a tough decision but he wouldn’t back down. “I’m avoiding my family. I haven’t talked to them since I moved. Part of me hopes I’ll never have to talk to them again.”
[not accepting memes] @wild-untamed-heart
Kyouhei blinked, a little surprised by the request, and then rested his chin onto his palms, considering his options. There were two kinds of dreams, and since he wasn’t really a sleep-dreamer….

“A lo-o-ong time ago, when I was still young and hopeful,” so not too long ago, if he wasn’t honest. But it sounded better if he started out like that. “I wanted to be a Geoscientist. I still kinda do, but that’s no longer an option for me, really.”
[not accepting memes] @lowbloodpressurelord
Kyouhei spluttered and waved his hands back and forth in front of him as if warding off an unsavory question or offer. It really wasn’t his fault he could only hear one-half of the conversation (which he now knew was because it was a phone call), and that he assumed the worst.
Really.

“Nothing big! I mean,” he clasped his hands together, nervously, looking back over his shoulder in an effort not to meet Kyouya’s eyes. “It kinda sounded like you were… extorting someone? Maybe?”
[not accepting memes] @soulbovnd
What a strangely serious way of phrasing that. Kyouhei almost felt like answering in a semi-serious way.
That didn’t last long though.

“Yesss.” He grinned, holding the metal tray awkwardly against his torso, positioned like a breastplate. It was no legit armor but with the right amount of tape, it’d do. “Duct me up, ‘Yori.”
[not accepting memes] @tsundere-model
Kyouhei hesitated. There was so much that Izumi’s question entailed, so much was included in that category of his life. It was difficult imagining how he could’ve turned out, and part of him wanted to cop out of answering, but his friend probably wouldn’t accept that.

“I guess so.” At his center, he’d always been a bit shy and not very rebellious, he’d probably end up right where he was - how depressing. “It isn’t all bad, though, don’t worry about it.”
[not accepting memes] @friendlyoceangiant
Kyouhei let out a groan instead of properly replying, his belly aching from the amount of food now stored in it. He could really feel the regrets weighing on him now that there was no food left to distract him from it.

“If I could go back in time…” wait, he actually probably wouldn’t stop himself. No self-control and all that. “I’d probably just encourage myself to eat more, now that I think about it….”
[accepting memes] @kimiwamiamor
Kyouhei was really, really tempted to accept. Who knew when he’d get another chance to hold Yuuto’s hand? Nervously, he held out his own hand, palm towards the sky, trying not to shake but failing.

Realizing that the thought process was pretty self-centered (and it almost felt like he was using the idol, and he pulled back, cheeks puffed out slightly.
“I’m not that nervous, yet, thank you very much.”
[accepting memes] @tsundere-model
Kyouhei couldn’t help but laugh - settling back in place to do so just in case Izumi decided to lash out. It wasn’t really that funny but at the same time, it was because wow, maybe Izumi didn’t know him all that well?

“Is there such a thing as too sappy when it comes to me?” He teased, lacing his fingers together and sticking out his tongue. “I’m the sap-master, king and lord of all the gooey, warm emotions. Better watch out or I’ll infect you!”