[accepting memes] @heromanvasco
Kyouhei felt a sob swell up in his throat and went to cover his eyes, tears already spilling down his cheeks. He brushed his fingers over them, wiping them over his skin continuously in order to get them to disappear.
Even with the comfort… was this really okay? He drew a bit closer to Vasco and rested a hand on his arm, needing the physical contact while he broke down over a whole bunch of little things.

“Th-thanks.” He managed to crow, his throat already tight from all his sobbing and hiccuping, a slightly embarrassed smile tugging at his lips already.
[accepting memes] @theshadowjjang
“Good!” Kyouhei spread his arms out as if preparing to be hugged, his smile widening to the point where it actually hurt his cheeks a bit.

“Smile with me, Dongmin! We can spread the smiling sickness all over Bellevue!”
[accepting memes] @friendlyoceangiant
Most of the time, Kyouhei was delighted to have Mizumachi around. He was quite the energetic character, and fun on top of that - easy to get along with. The biochemist never felt like he had to put on airs.
Still, he never thought of this particular scenario - being stuck in a small space with someone large was never something he avoided because it was too strange of a notion!
Well. It had happened. Trapped in a teeny-tiny closet that (besides Mizumachi and Kyouhei) contained an abundance of cleaning supplies including but not limited to: soap, toilet paper, and three vacuums.

“Looks like we found the cleaning stuff - but who’s gonna find us?” He sighed - cramped up against Mizumachi’s side like a hip satchel of some sort. Curse his short stature.
[accepting memes] @tsundere-model
It had seemed hopeless not five minutes ago when the posse of boy-hungry girls (women?) had descended on them, obviously going after his companion for the day - Izumi - who was a model so of course this would happen.
Still, he’d been extremely surprised (and a bit weirded out) when they started to flirt with him too, feeling as if maybe the situation was a bit much.
Chanting the phrase ‘desperate times call for desperate measures’ like a prayer mentally, Kyouhei shyly stepped away from the girls and a bit closer to Izumi, slightly flushed.

“Ah, I know you must be excited to see such a popular model-” he decided to go with ‘shy and oblivious, but anxious’ seeing as it was closer to the truth, “-but I rarely get any time with my boyfriend, do you think we could get back to our date?”
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Kyouhei dug his heels into the floor, trying to make it hard (seeing as he was short and had no substance, it wasn’t going to be difficult otherwise) to get him away from his work - which he still had a handful of.

“Sena-chan, I need to finish this, and I have another paper which needs to be looked over - if I don’t make sure all these formulas are safe and accurate I could get scolded, or worse my grade could suffer!”
Those were technically excuses, but they were needed for himself because he needed to be pressured into finishing - just because he was sleepy didn’t mean he could sleep!
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“Buh-what?” Kyouhei squinted at Yuuto over his clipboard before moving slightly so he could see his clock, ticking away steadily on the wall. “Why are you even here at… at three in the morning?”

He couldn’t remember giving the idol a key. Oh well. His head ducked down and he started to reread the report he had pinned to his- wait.
“Wait, you wanted to sing to me…? At three in the morning? Should you really be offering to sing to just anyone, at three in the morning? I mean I want you to sing to me but are you sure you thought this through?”
And it was nearly three in the morning, wouldn’t the neighbors be annoyed? Kyouhei had no clue.
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Kyouhei let out a large yawn and rubbed his back, which was sore because of the tough material he’d been sleeping on, peacefully.

“Something went down at my dorm and I couldn’t get in?” He tried to explain, but the shock of being discovered and his sleepiness was getting in the way. “I hope you don’t mind - I was really tired!”
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“Really? Well, singing isn’t my forte, I’m better with a trumpet but-AH!” Kyouhei started to respond before realizing someone had been listening in on him, his reaction slow but still there.

“Who are you, even!? When did you get here?!” And did the brunet give off the impression of not being able to sing? Now he was overanalyzing the statement…!
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Kyouhei grinned, trying to hide his own nervousness subtly, and gestured at the death trap they were in line to get into.

“It’s just a rollercoaster - and not even a really crazy one! I’ve been on one where you’re only strapped in by your shoulders, with your legs hanging free - it was re-e-e-e-eally scary at first.”
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Kyouhei blinked at the statement and looked down at his “lazy suit”, which consisted of a sweater (yes, a sweater in Summer weather) that had the suit design on it, sleek sweat pants, and… real dress shoes, for some reason.
All in all, he was practically making fun of the existence of anyone who was wearing an actual suit, but not on purpose.

“Is it really that bad?” He laughed a bit, unsure whether to be really offended or if he should just laugh and walk away.