Private Finished Art In The Shadows

In private. Great. You could practically see the discomfort radiating from Diego's face. He wasn't afraid of a beat up, he hadn't done anything to deserve that and Angelo wasn't a beat up kind of guy anyway. But a talk down was just as bad and nasty, and if this was that Diego was not looking forward to it.

"Okay, where?"
Diego muttered, putting his hands in his pockets now. He could feel people were still looking, of course they were since the student council fucking president was talking to a grumpy lone wolf. They were probably going to assume Diego had done something wrong. Which he had, but the thought of them just automatically assuming that kind of annoyed Diego.

Reluctantly Diego followed after Angelo, floating so he was just a bit taller than Angelo. That kind of calmed him, kind of. But when they entered the classroom Diego went and sat on the teacher's desk, crossing his legs and fidgeting with his shoelaces. But when Angelo turned around to face him with a serious expression Diego stopped and his body and face went rigid. What was Angelo going to say?

Out of all the things Diego had thought Angelo would say this one hadn't even crossed his mind. His expression turned from baffled to confused to panicked and finally to a mix of all of those plus angry. He floated up from the desk and looked at Angelo with a frown and when he spoke his tone was frantic but clearly angry.
"The fuck are you even saying? Gabe is my best friend and I've know him since diapers, who even cares what gender he likes. It has never been an issue and never will be. If I have a problem with someone being gay it m-"
And again Diego stopped himself from speaking any further, going as far as to put a hand in front of his mouth, and he looked away with his expression still angry but panicked taking over slowly. What was even this situation? Diego's mind was in chaos, his expectations had been thrown out the window and he had trouble grasping the situation.

"Was that everything you wanted to ask? Or do you want to insult my friendship with Gabe some more?"

If I have a problem someone being gay it's myself.
There was no way in hell Diego would've ever willingly said that to anyone. Not Gabe, not Gabe's mom, and definitely never Angelo. That was an issue Diego had been dealing with for such a long time and had never shared with anyone and he wasn't about to start now. And Diego bet Angelo wasn't even a bit interested in knowing what kind of damage Diego had, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let Angelo think Diego had problems with Gabe's sexuality. That couldn't have been farther from the truth. And Diego kept looking at Angelo with an angry frown and a bit of a panicked look in his eyes.

What was this guy even saying anymore?
"What is about you being gay? Why should anything be about you being gay, or Gabe? Why are we talking about gays?! I thought you were going to lecture me about taking paint from the art class!"
Diego was getting real confused, and his words weren't making much sense anymore. But he wasn't going to mention his slip yesterday, if Angelo wanted it out there he better voice it himself.

"I know who your dad is but you're the student council president, how am I supposed to know what makes you tick? I barely know you!"
Talking of dads in this situation really wasn't making Diego feel any better, rather it made him even more tense and he crossed his arms defensively across his chest. So the only thing Angelo had wanted to talk about was Diego saying that art was gay? Or, well, nearly saying it. But still, Angelo had held onto that? Because he thought Diego, what, was some kind of gay hater?

Aaaaand there it was, he brought it up. Diego groaned to himself, just hearing Angelo say that was painful, in cringy and humiliating way.
"And so what if I said a stupid thing like that? Did it make you think me saying that automatically means I hate all gays? Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence."
Diego muttered, now looking down at his crossed arms. The one and only gay here who Diego hated was himself, and no one else. He wasn't going to stoop down to his dad's level, not as long as he could help it.
"Let's just settle with the fact that I'm stupid and a brat, not homophobic. I bet you thought that about me even before yesterday, now you got your proof."

It probably would've shocked Angelo to know, that Diego really hadn't known that Gabe liked guys. If he had known that Diego probably would've been able to gather up the courage to confess years ago. That's why when Gabe started to date Angelo it had been a huge shock. Well, that had also been what made Diego give up, and even now that the two weren't dating anymore DIego had no intentions to confess. Somehow he just knew that it was too late, too little too late. So now Diego was just trying to get over his feelings and somehow deal with the fact that what do you know, he was gay. Hurray...

"I would never say stuff like that around Gabe."
Diego said, for once not muttering, and sent Angelo a determined and stern look before looking back down again. Especially after Diego had found out about Gabe's sexual orientation he had been really careful about saying anything even slightly offensive. Though that didn't require much effort, Diego never said "Blank is gay" in normal conversations, yesterday he had been panicked and defensive and it had been a slip.

Diego personally didn't think of himself as stupid either, it had been just an example. Though Angelo didn't deny thinking he was a brat, Diego noted that.
"It was an example. Seriously, is that all? You can't possibly have any other reasons to talk to me, right?"
Diego wasn't the best at reading people, but after he had been kind of a dick towards Angelo the guy most probably didn't have the highest opinion of Diego. Especially since Diego was really touchy feely with Gabe, even when they had been dating and still was.