(Based off a true story aka my friends are dicks and I'm super gay)

"When was the last time you two talked?" Komaeda scrolled back up the screen, past the conversation he had just previously been ranting about. He purposefully kept from mentioning Hinata and his conversations with him as to keep from ranting for the entire lunch period about him. Komaeda had eventually realized he did this when he mistakenly spent an entire car ride with his mother talking about Hinata, to which she only responded as "you sound just like a little lovestruck girl" "Thursday." He answered flatly, quickly skimming and smiling as he re-read a few of their texts from the previous night.

"Let me see." Souda snatched the phone out of his hand, scrolling to the previous nights conversation. "Souda I don't think you should read that it's really-" "I know, squishes your cheeks, but you're so adorable when your flustered" he had attracted the entire tables attention now, reading loud enough for basically everyone in the goddamn building to hear. "Souda," he whined quietly "please don't." Souda looked almost personally offended as he continued reading, at an even higher volume.

""You'd think that regardless of whether I was embarrassed or not" "mmm true"" Souda grimaced at the boy sitting next him who was trying to hide his face in his shirt "mmm? Mmm??" "Please stop." In front of the two, Ibuki and Hiyoko were giggling loudly. "You two are so cute Komaeda!" Ibuki chirped. Komaeda groaned, hating the heat pooling up in his face and hating the embarrassed grin he had even more.

He continued on for what felt like centuries, but he knew the worst was yet to come. ""Mhm, Mr. aggressive affection and loving teasing" "Mm it's how I am, especially towards you~" "puffs no kidding" "You love it, you can't deny it" "I'll admit "flirt with me so I can roll my eyes now but giggle about it later" applies to me pretty well" "See? You do like it when I'm rough"" the table then again burst out into mad cackling at Komaeda's misery "is this turning into sexting?!" "No! No its not!" Komaeda shouted back at Souda, wishing he could leave to go dig his own grave. At the time the words made him blush and giggle because of the poor choice of words. Now he just wanted to waltz across the room and (gently) beat the shit out of the culprit. "Ibuki thinks you two sound like you're straight out of a fluff fanfiction!" "and I thought you two couldn't get any gayer" Fuyihiko chimed in, looking visible disgruntled at the other end of the table. "Someone please kill me" he groaned.

"Why do you want them to kill you now?" A voice chimed in, followed by a gentle pressure on Komaeda's shoulder. Komeada peeped out of his shirt at the boy looming over him. Hinata raised a brow, blue tray in hand and a smug little smirk on his lips. The asshole knew exactly what they were talking about. "We're reading over you two's gay ass conversation" Souda informed before fake vomiting at one particularly sappy message. "Why would you want to read your parents flirting with eachother?" Hinata joked, sitting down next to Komaeda, hand subtly placed on his thigh. "We don't. He just did it anyway" Hiyoko informed, gesturing vaugly at Souda. "Did you guys just steal this from fanfiction because there's no way you two are normally like this" Komaeda straightened. That was it, that could be their excuse. Maybe they'd actually believe it and he'd be free. Komaeda looked to Hinata hopefully.

"Nope, that uncensored, pure KomaHina right there" the little shit smiled warily at Souda, warning him not to press it farther. "You guys are really fucking gay" "you can say that again" the two said in unison, one drained and the other through laughter.