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"YOU CANCELLED over a dick appointment?!" Mei-Ling appeared horrified or betrayed, or an equal mix of both. "You said it was a project!"
"It's- it was! It was a project! One thing led to another but we didn't even-! We-" Reo's biggest mistake was not seeing this coming when his dear friends clearly knew of all his hookups and other embarrassing details. He chewed on his bottom lip, "Why do we have to talk about this now?"
Not that those hookups meant anything! And it wasn't like he was still in the closet or bothering with being low-key; he was too old to care for his "reputation." But did they need to address these things in front of Nagi? No.
And again, not that Nagi should have a fucking opinion about it, or Reo should care, but... shit, it was awkward regardless of whatever reason.
Shidou recognized his misstep and gave a tight-lipped smile, which for him was as apologetic as it would get. "No mention of dates in front of your ex, got it."
"We're not exes," both skaters replied loudly, at the exact same time.
Shidou raised a brow, testing them to refute again. "You're literally synchronized, guys."
"It was a coincidence," Reo argued. Not synchronized, more like connected against our will.
"Not where it matters," Nagi said.
"Wow," Reo narrowed his eyes as Nagi's words sank in. He was right, they were never on the same page. But what was the need to say it? "Real mature."
"Says the one who kicked me."
"Will you ever let that go?" Reo groaned.
"It just happened," Nagi reminded him, like it changed something. He drummed his fingers over the table and kept moving his leg up and down in small anxious movements that weren't very proper of him. "And some of us don't forget stuff that easily," he said at the last minute.
Was that a dig? From the one person who pretended to be above them? "Hah, you're right," spite grew inside of Reo's chest, all the way to his throat and his tongue until it just wanted to come out in mean words. "Some people just can't admit-"
"Here's the food," Barou came and saved the day.
At least from an outsider's perspective. "Oof, thanks man, you just saved us from a pretty awkward conversation. How's your band doing by the way?"
Barou, for once, didn't completely dismiss Shidou. "Not my band, it's my sister's. And it's doing great, they're playing at Downtown tomorrow night."
