Headcannons again shocking I know.
The taste of chewable tablets once made him feel so sick he felt worse hen before.
+they made him gag when he swallowed them and almost immediately spat them back up.
He will often cough and smoke will come out of his mouth and nose. So all they see is him jolt upright and start choking on thick black smoke pouring out of his mouth.
He loves the taste of strawberries but he's absolutely terrified of eating them.
He likes certain shapes. Like his favourite is a triangle and least favourite is a square.
Sometimes he will get genuinely upset over being late to something or too early.
He is not a morning person. He wakes up at like 12:30 every day and when he is forced to wake up earlier the only thoughts going through his brain are: "where and who the fuck am I?" And "holy shit I'm tired."
+he once got woken at three Am. He was extremely tired and literally fell asleep almost immediately in the van.
He likes to fiddle with things. Like little pieces of fabric or switches.
He zones out a lot. Like they find him stood at the top of the stairs holding onto the banister just staring into space and they have to physically wake him up from his trance.
When he tries to eat certain things he can't he just chokes. Chews, tries to swallow, chokes.
+this scared the absolute shit out of them the first time he did it.
He can hold his breath for 4-5 minutes at a time and he often zones out and forgets to breathe.
+once he zoned out staring at something, forgot to breathe and collapsed on the floor. It was a very dramatic and slightly terrifying event for them since he did not wake up for three hours and they thought he was dead.
He is oddly creative. He loves to create patterns and has a sketch book that he doodles in to make himself happy.
He once got so engaged in a conversation that two members were having outside his room, when one of them came to check on him, he asked what it was about and then proceeded to retell the entire conversation to them.
He loves Compresses coat. It's his favourite thing. It's colour and fabric are brilliant to him.
He watched one movie about bugs and freaked. It was... a concerning experience for the rest of them. Seeing him absolutely terrified of any bugs that came anywhere near him.
He once fractured both his wrists when he fell out of a tree he had climbed and hit the floor.
+he had bruises all over and a sprained ankle to go with it and he just sort of looked up after he fell like "well that hurt"
He has cracked his head open once in his life. He accidentally got into a fight and was thrown against a wall and he smacked his head.
He stayed in a hotel once and was so confused at everything. It was an interesting experience.
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