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"No... I can't." Hinata retracted his hands from Komaeda, pushing his embrace away.
"What?" Komaeda asked in a soft, tremulous voice, a glimmer of arcane emotion in his sage eyes.
"No. I said no, Nagito." When he didn't get a response, Hinata felt anger flare up. "What? Never been rejected before? Never been told no?"
Komaeda seemed to physically shrink away at the sharp edge to Hinata's voice, his hands raised in a state of useless defence. He didn't have any words for Hinata, which just seemed to provoke him more.
"Seriously. You were just using me, weren't you? Come on! At least try to refute me. Please. Don't give me a reason to hate you."
"What? Why would you ever think I was trying to use you? What brought you to that conclusion?" He was beginning to get defensive, struck in the highway of confusion like a deer in headlights.
"It's painfully obvious! The only time you ever interact with me is whenever you're trying to pull me away to some sequestered room to make out or some other shit." Hinata crossed his arms, giving a glower. Komaeda made a distressed noise, trying desperately to come up with a valid argument.
"It's not like that! You wouldn't understand!" His voice cracked as it raised slightly, Komaeda basically on the verge of tears at this point.
"What's it like then? What don't I understand, Nagito?" Hinata crossed his arms, feeling his pity slip away. It was beginning to seem irrefutable to him. Even if he really wasn't using him, Hinata doubted Nagito would be able to express enough of his true feelings to save their relationship.
"You... you just don't get it. I don't know what else to say." He buried his head in his hands, tears forcing themselves out of his eyes. Hinata sighed, feeling shameful of the sympathy he felt again. He started to walk away before Komaeda grabbed his sleeve, looking in his eyes. "Please. Come on. I love you. You can't leave me like this," He muttered, his eyes shiny with fresh tears. Hinata yanked his sleeve away, forcing himself to turn away and move further towards the exit.
"No, you don't. If you really did, you would've told me sooner." He finally leaves.
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THE TEA!!!!!! i'm still plagued by writer's block so wait patiently and maybe i'll feed you a second part with some real hurt/comfort hehe
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أدب الهواةJust little stories and headcanons I come up with at 12 AM. Do not question anything weird here. 😁 Nothing here is ever really very long. There are exceptions, though. As I have left the fandom (for the most part), this is discontinued! May pick it...
