My Dear Pico {Pico x Fem Reader}

The "Date" (Y/N POV)

After all that happened with Cassandra, I almost forgot about the double date we had tonight with Keith and Vanessa.

Pico didn't talk to me the entire way home, so when we got there I tried to spark a conversation.

"So uhm.. Pico.. What should I wear to the date? I got a cute new dre-"

"Just wear whatever. I gotta go home.." Pico opened the door and grabbed his skateboard, leaving without saying goodbye.. I guess whatever happened with that girl was extremely serious.

Once I got inside and took off my shoes, I tried to find something to do.. Getting ready was an option but I can't do makeup. I usually get Vanessas help with that.. Wait..

Vanessa!

She must know something about Picos past with Cassandra..

I immediately pull out my phone and call Vanessa. She picks up and greets me with a sweet hello.

"Hey, V? Can you come over and help me with makeup again?" I try not to sound rushed or desperate.

"Sure! Let me get dressed and I'll be right there!" She responded. I hung up and start gathering my makeup and whatever clothes I was gonna wear.. After Picos harsh remark before he left, I honestly didn't want to wear the dress.. So I just picked out a blouse, cardigan and some shorts. My usual style.

====Time Skip====

I heard a faint knock at the door and rush on over, letting Vanessa in.

"Hey, Y/N!" I was soon embraced in a tight hug.

"Hey.. V." I manage to mutter.. it felt like my lungs were being crushed.

"Oh sorry.. Too tight?" She asked and I nodded.

We stood there in a couple moments of silence before I opened my mouth to speak.

"Vanessa..? Has Pico ever spoken to you about a girl named Cassandra..?"

My words were either confusing her or they shocked her. Either way.. I got some sort of reaction from her face.

"C-Cassandra? Pico never told you..?"

"No! He didn't and it's pissing me off! That chick decided to chat with him right before we left school and I swear to god I was this close to beating her up!" I storm off to the kitchen and Vanessa follows, still carrying her 10 pound makeup bag.

"She's still around? How?!?" V placed her bag on the counter and tried to grab my shoulder to stop me from pacing.

"I don't know! I don't even know what she did! I heard something about a shooting! And.. And Picos PTSD.. Schizophrenia.."

"All right.. That's it." Vanessa whipped her phone out and group called Keith and Pico. She didn't give them any time to speak.

"Guys. Y/Ns place. Now. No questions till you get here. Especially you, Pico. If I don't see you in the next ten minutes I'm taking away your cigarette privileges-"

The guys both hung up and Vanessa looked back at me, a new type of fire burning in her eyes.

"Let's get you dolled up.." V dragged me to the bathroom and begun working on some light makeup. She did it so much better then I could.. I was jealous. Although, she probably learned all of her tricks from her mom.

The doorbell rang and Vanessa left me to go let both Pico and Keith in. I didn't want to leave the bathroom. What if Pico was still mad?

I think I'm still mad.. but the last of that anger is clouded by worry. I seriously can't believe Pico never talked to me about anything.. He always turned our conversations back to me.

I heard Keith's voice call out to me, "Y/N? Come to the living room!"

I quietly stumbled out of the bathroom and towards the trio. Pico was looking at the floor. Vanessa and Keith began arguing but stopped once they saw me.

"H-Hey.. Guys.." I went and sat down on the couch.. I was too tired to stand up.

"Y/N I-" Pico tried to speak, but Keith cut him off.

"Y/N, Picos sorry for not telling you about Cassandra or the shooting. Me and V thought he already told you about everything."

I sigh and cross my arms. "It's alright. It's not your guy's fault."

"Keith.. Let me speak." Pico pushed past the blue haired boy and sat down next to me. I wanted to turn away. I wanted to act like I hated him for not explaining anything.

But I couldn't..

I felt his cold hands hold mine. "Y/N.. I love you.. You know that. I didn't want to tell you anything because I didn't want to worry you. And about my PTSD.. You don't need to worry about that either. Ever since I met you, nothings really happened.. I still see things from time to time.. but it's rare. I promise."

I looked up into his sorry, worried eyes.. and he looked back. I felt myself start to slowing lean over, resting my head on his chest. His arms wrapped around my body and he pulled me in close. I heard faint whispering and footsteps walking away.

"Pico.. I still want to know the entire story.." I mutter, closing my eyes and hugging him back.

"I'll tell you later.. I swear.. I just.." Pico lifted my face up close to his, not hesitating to give me a kiss, as if he was trying to silence me. I didn't care.. I kissed him back anyways, putting my arms around his neck to keep him from pulling away.

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