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It was a random Tuesday at Hope’s Peak Academy. Everyone in Class 78 was eating their lunch in their friend groups. Leon, Chihiro, and Hiro were together, Kyoko and Celeste (although not interacting much) were in a group, Makoto and Sayaka ate together, and so did Sakura and Aoi. Mondo and Taka were also sitting together, while the rest were eating on their own (Yamada, Byakuya, and Toko).
Taka was yammering about a plethora of things, while Mondo listened and occasionally added in some of his own input. He was also admiring him like a whipped bastard but he’d rather die than admit that.
He was too in a trance by Taka to notice that Yamada had approached them with some weird look on his face. Taka looked up from his food at Hifumi.
“Hello, Yamada-kun! Did you need something?” Taka asked politely. Mondo glanced at the fanfic writer in front of him, and his eyebrows furrowed into a scowl.
“I actually wanted to ask Mr. Owada a question,” Yamada replied.
“God dammit,” Mondo grumbled under his breath as he noticed Hifumi turn his attention towards him.
“Mr. Owada, I couldn’t help but notice the way you were looking at Mr. Ishimaru. Is there something secret going on between you two?”
Taka raised an eyebrow, but knew it wasn’t his question to answer, as much as he wanted to respond.
Mondo’s eyes widened. He thought he wasn’t being too obvious, but his classmates were nosy little shitheads and couldn’t keep their asses in their own business. He cleared his throat, trying not to sound or look nervous.
“We’re just bros. Mind yer fuckin’ business.”
“Are you sure? Come to think of it… The bad boy and the hall monitor... It fits the intriguing tropes of yaoi surprisingly well!"
Mondo felt his temper flare up. Hifumi was pissing him off to no end.
“Shut the fuck up,” the biker yelled, not being able to control his volume. He felt his face heat up from a confusing mix of anger and embarrassment. Shit.
"You wouldn't be getting this worked up if there wasn't any truth to it!"
God, when did this guy shut up? Mondo clenched his fists, his jaw tightening.
Taka, noticing how riled up Mondo was getting, responded for his bro. “Excuse me, Yamada-kun, but I’m afraid I don’t quite understand what your goal is here.”
“I just think you and Mr. Owada fit a classic yaoi trope!”
“...What is yaoi—”
“STOP TALKING.”
Mondo yelled, startling both Taka and Yamada. He clenched his fists harder, his nails digging into his palms.
“Yamada, mind yer goddamn business. What goes on between me and Kiyo has nothin’ to do with you. We’re bros. Not one of yer stupid fuckin’ fiction tropes.”
Leon had overheard the conversation and glanced over. “That’s a reach, Mondo! You put the ‘bro’ in bromance!”
“HAS NOTHIN’ TO DO WITH YOU EITHER, LEON.”
Leon laughed loudly. He slapped Hiro’s back and startled the clairvoyant, locking him back into the present time.
“What’s going on?” Hiro asked.
“Leon’s making fun of Mondo,” Chihiro informed.
Hiro nodded, letting an “oh” escape from his mouth. “For what?”
“This dumbass won’t admit he’s gay!” Leon laughed.
“Oh! I like dudes, too, Mondo. It's okay to admit it,” Hiro tried to reassure the biker, which in fact did the opposite.
“That’s not—!”
“It’s okay, Mondo! I like girls, no need to be ashamed,” Aoi butted in, holding Sakura’s hand, who simply smiled in response.
Taka glanced over at Mondo, who was covering his face with his hands.
“...Everyone, please resume your own conversations,” Taka announced to the class. Yamada smirked and went to sit back down at his spot.
“Are you okay, kyoudai?”
“Mhm.”
“You don’t seem to be. What was Yamada-kun talking about?”
Mondo removed his hands from his face. “...some weird fanfic shit. Bein’ a nosy shithead again.”
“I see. I suppose he does have a history for butting in on other people’s business. I’ll make sure he doesn’t embarrass you again!” Taka beamed.
“Thanks, bro.”
“Of course!”
“Hey, Mondo, look!”
Mondo and Taka both glanced over to where the voice came from.
Leon had drawn a shitty picture of Mondo and Taka kissing, and he held it up in their air while grinning. Hiro was trying to hold in his laughter, and Chihiro giggled. Mondo blushed, and Taka’s eyes widened, a slight pink coming to his face as well.
“THAT’S IT, YER FUCKIN’ DEAD, KUWATA!”
“OH SHIT—”
Mondo leapt up from his seat, chasing after Leon, who sprinted out of the room.
“MONDO, LEON! YOU CAN’T BE RUNNING IN THE HALLS!”
Taka stood up and followed them to make sure they didn’t get themselves into trouble.