Friday Night Funkin x Reader Oneshots

Pico x Reader

Like the cover photo? Well here is the part where your Pico bae comes in 

lol

keep in mind I have never played pico's school so like my knowledge is limited to only fnf

I've been sitting here for like 10 minutes thinking about what I should write

Anyways let's do thissss

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"I can't believe those idiots beat me!" yelled Pico, upset over the fact that Keith had beat him at his own rap battle. I looked at Pico, sitting outside the train station out of Keith and his girlfriend's view. He sat on the ground with his gun sitting next to him and looking quite angry.

"I'm sorry, it's their fault and I know that you did great out there," I said, backing away. 

Pico sighed. "You don't understand. Keith was my... ah, how do I say it?"

"You guys used to be friends?" I guessed, putting my hands on my hips.

Pico looked up at me. "He used to be my boyfriend, y/n. Way before I met you. I thought I'd spare him this time, instead of killing him."

I looked at him, shocked that he had never told me any of this before. Pico stood up, disappointed. He slicked back his bright orange hair, and picked up his gun. "Guess I'm gonna go home."

"Wait," I said. I wanted to know a little bit more of the story. "When Keith's girlfriend's dad hired you to kill Keith, why didn't you just kill him after you lost?"

Pico looked at the ground. "Dammit, y/n, I don't know. Something inside me said I shouldn't do it. That's all."

This seemed unusual to me. Pico doesn't usually act like this- he would normally kill Keith with no regrets. I don't know many people that have good relationships with their exes. 

The train pulled up to the station, and Pico and I stepped onto the platform and into the train. The train was empty, considering it was somewhere around midnight. I looked out the windows at the tall office buildings towering over the train.

I sat down, and Pico sat next to me. He wrapped one arm around my upper back, and rested his other hand on my knee. I leaned close to him, laying my head on his chest.

I'm quite sure I fell asleep like that, because I was woken up a while later by Pico. "Hey, this is our stop," he said. I rolled away from his grip, and stood up. We walked out of the train together, out into the dark night. Luckily I had a jacket on, because it was very cold out. 

Pico held my hand as we walked towards my apartment building. Once we arrived, I slid my key card into the lock on the door, and the door clicked open. I got into the elevator with Pico following right behind me.

At last, we got to my door. "Well, I guess I'm gonna go back to my place now. See ya," he said. 

"You can stay, ya know," I said, opening the door. "Besides, it's around midnight."

Pico stayed outside my door. "You sure?" he asked.

"Yup," I said, as he hesitantly followed me inside. I shut the door and closed the curtains in the main room as well. Sighing, I plopped down on the soft little couch and wrapped myself in a fuzzy blanket. "I can't remember the last time I've stayed up so late."

Pico sat next to me, and I laid down with my head in his lap. He stroked my h/c hair, and I fell asleep almost instantly.