Keith's Perspective

Pico had carried me to the couch and was holding me hostage in his arms. I accepted my fate and leaned back, relaxing as he kissed my neck and smiled. He was being affectionate like always. I know he hates psychical contact with other people, but it seems like he enjoys snuggling with me and giving me all of his love. Maybe he has trauma or something? I wouldn't know, he's always hiding his past. I reached up and slowly petted his cheek, smiling when he buried his face in my neck. Cherry sat next to me and smiled as she always did. "You two are adorable love birds!" She squealed and seemingly fangirled. Pico just ignored her and I shivered when I felt his hot breath pressing against my neck and making it feel strange. "Y-Yeah, Pico's pretty affectionate to me." I said, trying to continue the conversation. Is he falling asleep? No, his heartbeat isn't slow enough for that. "That's adorable! So you guys are all made-up now?" She asked and Pico protectively held me closer. What a silly man. "Yeah, we talked about it and decided it'd be okay to start dating again. We are adults now.. Not as overly hormonal." I explained and the ginger clamped down on to my neck. "Ow-!" "Hm?" She hummed curiously and Pico loosened his death grip his jaws had on my neck. "Sorry- just Pico being Pico." I said and Cherry looked at where Pico was biting my neck. "Oh- Okay-." She said and then an awkward silence set in. "Umm..." She tried to find a conversation topic and failed. "... You uh, dyed your hair?" She pointed out and I slowly eased Pico's jaws off of my soft neck. "Yeah, I just got bored one day and found the perfect shade of blue." I explained as Pico started to lap at my new bite wound. Cherry got up. "Well I should go." She said, uncomfortable with the situation. "Y-Yeah, uh.. See you tomorrow?" I offered and she smiled politely. "Yes, tomorrow." She said and promptly left.

"Pico what the fuck-?" I yelled a bit, annoyed and bothered by his actions. He just stopped what he was doing and looked up at me like I had called him a bad doggie. I sighed and turned around, hugging the taller ginger rapper. "I love you babe I really do, but you need to work on your social skills." I groaned out and relaxed once again as he placed his sweater on me. "I bite when I get nervous.." He admitted and placed his head on top of mine. "It's okay Pico.. Just try to not do it again alright?" I asked and Pico sighed. "No promises." He told me and held me tighter. "Babe- can't you be a bit gentler?" I requested and struggled to breathe. He rolled his eyes and let me go, causing me to flop backwards on to the couch. "go do your stupid errands." He reminded me, seemingly annoyed. "Alright sweetheart.. You wanna come with me?" I asked and pulled him down with me. He growled under his breath and pinned my shoulders down. "I just want to be alone." He said rather angrily and I pulled his head down. I gently kissed the angry young ginger and felt his tense muscles relax in my hands. I closed my eyes and flinched when I felt a cold drip hit my eyelid. Pico pulled away from me and stayed quiet. I wiped off my wet eyelid and opened my eyes. "Pico..?" I said quietly and Pico stared at me. "I-I'm so confused... I haven't... Loved... Since we were together.. And now-. I-I was just-. Used to it-.." He said while shaking. Poor thing. I hugged him and slowly rocked his shaky body, which seemed to comfort him. "You wanna come with me Pico..?" I offered again and he choked on his saliva, hugging me tightly and grasping what was his sweater. Mine now. "Y-Yes please..." I know he had a lot of family issues, well, if he even had a family. He's never talked about family and I've never met them.

After he had settled down and stopped on-the-verge crying, I helped the emotionally unstable rapper to clean himself up. "G-Geez.. Maybe you are the man." He joked and smiled softly. "Nah, you're the man." I told him and booped his nose. He chuckled and kissed my finger before picking me up. "Got a car?" He asked and started to carry me outside. "O-Oh yeah actually, Cherry just- gave me it as an early birthday present." I told him and he snickered. "She really is loaded. Well damn boy, if I had known that I would be friends with her!" He joked and eyed the new car. "Holy- she got it in blue and everything! A cyan blue car for my cute little boyfriend. Did ya need a booster seat~?" He teased and I blushed. "No! No I didn't." I said with a red face. He snorted and set me in the passenger's seat. "Love you and your small-ness babe." He said and kissed my forehead before helping me buckle myself in. "I love you too- meanie-." I said as I pretended to pout. He leaned down centimeters from my face and smiled sweetly. "I'm sorry baby~ how can I make it up to my blueberry tart?" He asked and I rubbed his cheek. He has such unique eyes.. White, yet not blind. "Just a loving kiss will do." I requested and smiled as he moved closer to kiss me, leaning down to my height. I eagerly closed my eyes as his soft lips pressed against mine. I melted in to the car seat and let the taller ginger press me against the seat. I reached up to his curly ginger hair and slowly ran my fingers through it, finding the action almost therapeutic. He just barely pulled away from me and smiled. "Is my blueberry happy?" He asked quietly, relaxing his head in my hand. "Very happy." I told him and rubbed his freckle-spotted cheek slowly with my thumb.