exorcist

he falls for you basically the second you walk in the classroom on the first day of school, and from that point on he’s officially insufferable about it.

all of his friends know your name, your schedule, your talent, your favorite colors, and all the other things kazuichi gushes to them about. but if they even dare to suggest he asks you out, he immediately shuts that nonsense all down.

normally kaz would be super persistent and upfront with his romantic feelings for someone, but something about you has thrown all that out the window. instead he settles for subtly following you around campus and bringing up ‘smooth conversation starters’ when his heart isn’t on overdrive. 

picture an average conversation with him going like this:

“sighhhhhhhhhhh” 

“...”

“SIGHHHH”

“whats wrong, kazuichi?”

“oh, you’re here, heh. it’s nothing, just finished working on a preeeetty tough motorcycle this morning.”

“i love motorcycles! are they cool to work with?”

“y-yeah! i mean, it was actually my motorcycle so i was familiar with it, you know?” 

at that point he’d devolve into a rambling mess, yapping about torque wrenches and hardware cataloging. all while you just stood there acting like you knew what he was talking about and pretending you couldn’t see the tomato-colored blush spanning across his face.

he’d walk away from that thinking he was the slickest heartthrob even though he was still actively sweating bullets ten minutes later. 

you’d get partnered with him on small projects once in a while and he’d talk your ear off about whatever new designs he had been engineering.

someone – probably teruteru playing a prank – showed you a picture of what kazuichi looked like in middle school. dull black hair, natural colored eyes, colorless school uniform. it looked so foreign, so not-kazuichi. he was genuinely deathly afraid that you’d think he was some loser now, but you just brushed it off by saying you had your own embarrassing style in middle school.

one day, your bike broke down and the only thing you knew to do was go to the souda family’s bike shop. you had heard kaz say something amidst one of his rambles about always being around there, so you prayed to whatever god would listen that he’d be in the shop when you’d arrive. thankfully he was.

he tried to act all nonchalant and carefree about fixing your bike, except the cheesy pickup lines he threw your way were anything but that. 

you’d think the ultimate mechanic would have it done within minutes, but kazuichi had ulterior motives. he thought that with enough sweet-talking, he’d distract you into staying here for a good hour or two. somehow it worked, and you didn’t even look the slightest bit annoyed at all his flustered rants about the uses of chain breakers, floor pumps, and tire levers.

dating

after months of pining you from afar, kaz had officially developed a plan. he’d accidentally bump into you in the hallway, do that stereotypical thing where he helps you pick up all your books, then ask you out on some sweet date. 

what he wasn’t expecting was the phone call from you right after writing all that shit down in his mechanic design-filled journal. you didn’t even hesitate to ask him to be your boyfriend– you just said it outright! what the hell was all his longing after you for if he knew you’d just call him!?

now that you’re dating, you have to endure tenfold of yapper kazuichi. not that you’re complaining or anything. it’s hard to when he, who’s got the energy of a small dog, is rapidly explaining all the different creations he’s fixed up in the last month or two. 

kazuichi’s love language is both physical touch and making/fixing little things for you. 

you complain about not being able to see while riding your bike home at night? expect a state of the art headlight system built into the front. broken keychain? fixed immediately, with the added bonus of a little robot-kaz who chirps some corny message if you press a small button on its head.

he’s always got his hands on you somehow. his hand is always snaked around your waist when you’re walking somewhere, despite your complaints about how embarrassing the position is. 

he still gets nervous around you, even though you’ve been dating for a while. kaz can’t help it, you’ve got some weird biological thing that makes him blush around you or something!