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by lovejjong

by lovejjong

Soraru whipped his head to the male who spoke before him, and met eyes with a smirking Araki. "What-" he heard Anku sputters, but Soraru just shut down, his lips sealing shut as he stared blankly at the table, praying for Araki to leave. "Of course, you're too fat, right?" The male continued, the smile on his face growing bigger. At this point, Suzumu and Lon was silent, staring at the exchange wth wide eyes.
Anku glared at the standing male, moving to get up but a hand on his wrist stopped him. The blonde looked down to see Soraru, staring at him with obvious displeasure in his eyes. It's obvious how he wanted Anku to stop, and the latter obliged, sitting back down with a grunt. "Are you done?" Soraru asked quietly, tilting his head up to watch Araki. The statement by Araki cuts up his heart, but he ignored it, preferring to focus on the current situation instead of his feelings. "No," the older replies, and nudged him over so that he could take a seat.
By now, Soraru could see Suzumu, who has a dark look on his face. The male is angry- not only did Araki interrupted his meal, but Suzumu could see -and sense- Soraru's discomfort. In fact, the latter's facial expression may seem blank, but years of being his friend allowed him to spot Soraru's discomfort. His eyes is screaming for help as he stared down at the table.

"It has been, what, 2 weeks?" Araki asked, his smile growing as he looked at Soraru. "Since what?" Anku asked, a frown prominent on his face. "Oh, didn't Soraru tell you? We broke up." There is an almost gleeful smile on Araki, whilst Soraru's eyes is starting to get glossy. "What-" "-I'll fill you in later, Anku," Soraru cuts in, his tone pleading but Araki ignores him. "What do you mean- he is your best friend, you should tell him about how bad I am," Araki cackles.
"Okay, so, apparently I'm straight," Araki started, a smirk on his face. "Then why did you date him," Anku's voice is positively low with anger, and Lon looks on worriedly. Suzumu quipped in as well, "yeah, Araki. why the fuck would you even come and harass him after you dumped him like trash?" Soraru flinched at the words visibly, and Suzumu bit his lip, beating himself over the words he had used. "Because, to answer your question, Anku, it was a dare. How would I know that this naive boy over here-" he gripped Soraru's face up forcefully, continuing with his words-"would actually trust that someone would like his ugly face? And wow- the cold Soraru is actually such a baby boy in a relationship." He smirked at the final blow, before standing up. They heard a feminine voice calling Araki, and they turned towards a female, with cropped blue hair. When she saw Soraru, her face twisted into a scowl. "Why the fuck are you hanging with this fag? I thought you said that prank shit is a one time thing?" She complained, and Araki shared a look with Soraru's pained eyes before moving away from the table. "Of course, baby," he spoke, an arm snaking around the girl's waist. As he kissed the her mouth lips, he stared at Soraru, before smirking.

"Just making the break up definite."

I hate my life. Take it as Araki was actually the guy version of my ex-girlfriend. And the breakup doesn't really hurts, it's just the fact that it was a prank that got to me. so guys, learn to not trust people that easily. :)
-aru