(〇o〇;): What is their body language like when they are stressed? Do they try and hide the fact that they are stressed? How do they recover from said stress?
When stressed:
Kyouhei will get stereotypical sweaty palms when stressed and he becomes very tense - to the point where he looks like someone who just barely got away with a crime. He finds it hard to concentrate on anything - especially the thing stressing him out, but will hardly ever remove himself from whatever’s making him feel bad.
While he isn’t good at hiding he’s stressed he’ll usually brush off any questions with superficial answers and insist he’ll get over whatever it is soon. Often laughs it off, even going as far as to say that he thinks he’s overreacting.
Recovering from stress:
While he won’t remove himself from whatever’s causing the stress he’ll collapse as soon as he’s deemed it “safe”. This means curling up on the nearest soft surface (preferably with another person) and distracting himself either by sleeping or by talking about something completely different.
On occasion, he’ll want to vent but this is an urge he’s learned to suppress and would only happen if he felt an enormous amount of trust towards his cuddle-buddy.
Akira doesn’t move at all, he doesn’t really care too much if he gets wet since he knows he’s going to at some point, but he does appreciate Kyouhei’s efforts not to splash any water on him.
“It could be useful, especially if you’re new to this area.” He wasn’t sure if Kyouhei was new to Bellevue but there was no harm in mentioning the update of a weather app, it did turn out to be helpful after all.
“Um…I think I’ll wait out a bit. I was only heading home, so it’s not like I’m in a rush.” Morgana could wait, maybe he’ll even bring his cat back some sushi as a treat. Rubbing the back of his neck, he turned his head to the other.
“I forgot to introduce myself– I think? My name is Akira Kurusu.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” Feeling a little foolish for putting off the act for so long (because of what it meant, really) Kyouhei took out his phone and turned on the automatic location setting on his phone before putting it away, not risking any water damage on that front.
“There, problem solved! Well, as long as you only make a mistake once I’m sure it’s fine.” Not including fatal mistakes, of course.
The brunet nodded, acknowledging the decision Akira had made - and what a nice, simple name! He hoped he wouldn’t forget it on accident. “Kyouhei, a pleasure to meet you Akira - though I’m sure the conditions could’ve been better.”
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.”
“Ah!” Kyouhei spluttered, unsure of how to respond. He’d never? Had someone? Say anything even remotely similar to that before? It was strange, like placing himself in the song “Fight For Me” from Heathers and it was warm and strange.
“That’s fine, you don’t need to hit anyone Akira-” as flattering as that was, he didn’t want the younger to get in any sort of trouble, “there’s no need for you to be violent over me.”
His bag was pretty durable against the rain with where he was standing, his papers were usually in a plastic folder considering that Morgana sometimes liked to hitch a ride in his bag. Good thing his cat wasn’t in his bag today.
Kyouhei could say those things but it doesn’t change the fact that if he doesn’t dry off soon, he’s highly vulnerable to catching a cold or hypothermia at the worst.
“Ah. No problem….–Torrential rain was pretty common I was from during specific seasons. They usually sell these easily stored umbrellas at convenience stores. – If you have somewhere you need to be, I could give you my umbrella.”
He decided to keep shy yet calm personality for this interaction, just to see how things went.
Determined not to remain soaking wet for much longer, Kyouhei peeled off the overcoat part of his uniform and shook it out, away from the other person hiding from the rain.
He was starting to get cold, but he wasn’t really shivering so it should be fine - he’d take a hot shower or bath when he got home and would get to sleep early and if he still got sick after that, oh well!
“Ah, izzat so -” That was interesting. The weather rarely changed where Kyouhei used to live. This was so much better.
“I have yet to update the location on my weather app so I’m a little behind.” Not that the biochemistry student really minded, sometimes the surprise was nice. “I’m in no rush to get anywhere - if you are, though, feel free to go!”
“Hah?” Did he say something terrible or horribly untrue? Unsure of how to remedy the situation, Kyouhei tried to look a bit more optimistic as he paid attention to the person who spoke up.
“No, I’m sure not all adults are appalling, I mean I’m almost one - not that I’m a great person I’m just saying that I don’t think I’m a terrible adult? Not the point, I’m trying to say that I’m not trying to generalize here but the facts remain that a lot of the older people I’ve meant disturb me - not that you should have the same views! I shouldn’t be speaking out loud, to be honest, ignore me”
A mental please was added after his tirade, and he even clasped his hands together in a praying motion. Would that save him? Probably not.
Akira was somewhat used to the weather in Bellevue, he always made sure to check the weather on his phone before leaving school, during school and after school. He was lucky that they made umbrellas small enough to fit in his school bag, how convenient!
Judging by how hard it as down pouring, he decided he would wait it out before making his way home. It’s a good thing he kept a book on him as well, this was almost the perfect opportunity to pass time. Almost being the keyword, because no sooner had he started reading, a stranger joined him under the shade of the tree. Lifting his head, he looked at Kyouhei and blinked. This guy was drenched, making it highly unfortunate that he couldn’t offer the other a towel. So what he did do, was shift his umbrella to cover the brunette from any rain that was leaking through the leaves above.
He simply shook his head as a response to the other’s question, carefully sliding the novel back into the depths of his bag. He’ll have to read later.
“…Are you cold? You can borrow my jacket if you want. I don’t mind.”
Kyouhei let out a sigh of relief - he’d probably already lost the majority of his lecture notes to water-damage, he didn’t want to ruin anyone else’s weak-to-water items, or anything else….
“I’m not cold yet, and if I get enough water out of my clothes before the chills set in I should be fine.” The brunet reassured the stoic-looking stranger, already grabbing handfuls of his shirt and letting the rain water drip out from between his fingers.
“Thank you for the offer, though!” He beamed, making sure to show his sincerity in his body language. “Ah, how’d you get caught out in this? You appear more prepared for it.”
After stating the fact, Kyouhei gestured up at the umbrella above them, as evidence one.
It took a while for Kyouhei to realize the statement was directed at him - he didn’t feel that bad! It was just a flash fever, he had them all the time as a kid, he could power through this!
“More or less? I just look pale because of the fever - and because of the lack of sleep. It’ll get over itself soon, no worries!”
Kyouhei hadn’t taken Bellevue to be a ‘spontanious weather’ kind of place - or maybe it hadn’t really been spontaneous and he’d merely been caught up in his class notes and hadn’t noticed the storm rolling in.
Either way, he was now fairly soaked and dodging back and forth looking for a reasonable place to hide from the downpour, which appeared to be satisfied with its current location, to his dismay.
“Fwuh, what a terrible storm…” He hissed, finally taking shelter under a tree that more or less did what he wanted it to do. Turning to assess his situation, he realized there was already someone hiding there, and grinned apologetically. “Sorry, did I get any water on you?”