#hajime request

Kashimo trying (and failing) to comfort you    ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა cw: fluff? note: haii….honestly, this is so fitting for Kashimo, thanks for the request!!

Sooo… we all know our dear Kashimo isn’t the most… sensible man. He’s blunt and a little harsh. He is the God of Lightning, okay? Feelings and tears and sadness and fear are not things he wants to comprehend. Besides, anything that even points toward weakness is foreign to him. His whole deal is being unable to understand people because of his overwhelming strength and the resulting power imbalance.

What happens when he’s assigned to someone who is capable but has a low stress and pain tolerance?

Initially, he’s completely indifferent. Your knees are scraped up, you only cry because it hurts, not because you’re genuinely distressed. Kashimo doesn’t acknowledge it. He keeps talking to you like normal while you wipe at your tears and nod along, trying to keep it together. It’s not even awkward.

At some point, it gets annoying. Kashimo is forced to spend a lot of time with you, which means he witnesses all your weak moments. Your curled-up body on the worn-out couch. Your quiet sniffles. “Can you cry quietly?” “Are you done?” “Get yourself together.” “You wouldn’t make it through the week if we were still in my era.” Not very helpful, quite the opposite. You start retreating to the bathroom whenever you feel down, just to avoid his comments.

He feels a bit of guilt when he wakes up at night and sees you alone on the balcony, trying to fix his torn-up robe. Of course, his first instinct is to snatch the fabric away from you, grumbling about “not remembering when he allowed you to touch his things,” but something about your silent effort makes him… not do that. He watches for a while, then decides to go back to sleep without making himself known.

When Kashimo starts warming up to you, that’s when things get interesting. His first attempt at being nice is surreal, just odd and uncomfortable for everyone involved. He pokes (more like prods) your shoulder a few times. “There, there.” He says it in the most monotone, unnatural lilt imaginable. The surprised, slightly confused look you give him—those teary eyes and swollen lips—makes him snap his hand back like he’s been burned. “Never fucking mind, then.”

It becomes clear that the traditional way of comforting you doesn’t work for him. He sucks. So bad. Everything he says comes out a little condescending, and sometimes he just makes you even sadder. “No need to be so sensitive.” “Come on, you’re pretty strong for a second grade.” “Are you on your period?” Eugh. Obviously, he doesn’t do hugs either.

Kashimo turns to the internet for help. how to shut up crying friend friend sad what to do how much crying is normal how to be less threatening apologizing tips comforting tips comforting tips for women comforting tips for women BUT I’M NOT ONE OF HER GIRLFRIENDS relaxing activities for weak people

What he settles on are subtle actions. You might not even notice at first. He gives you the last bite of his onigiri. Gets himself your favorite soda, just in case you want some. Sits down with you when you cry. He doesn’t say anything, he just waits, and somehow manages not to speak the entire time.

His clothes start getting torn up more often. Kashimo acts like it’s an accident, but really, he just wants an excuse to let you work on his robes, so you can feel useful to him. You already are, even without the sewing, but he has a hunch you don’t feel that way. So yes, Kashimo pretends to need your help to make you feel better.

“You’re kind of nice to look at when you cry.” That does not come off the way Kashimo intends. It sounds like he enjoys your suffering, when all he means is that you’re pretty like that. It’s supposed to be a compliment. He never says anything like it again. It was stupid of him.

And finally, the most embarrassing little thing he does for you. He makes sure neither you nor anyone else ever sees him doing it, because it’s so wildly out of character. He puts his hands on the edges and corners of furniture when your head or hips are nearby. Kashimo has seen how goddamn clumsy spatially challenged you can be. Every time there’s a cupboard, a drawer, anything sharp in the way, he wordlessly reaches out and places his palm against the hard surface. He tells himself it’s just to prevent one of those crying fits of yours. If you ever catch him doing it, he will probably commit seppuku.