Pico, My Dangerous Boyfriend - (Pico X Bf)

Be Bop Boyfriend?

Ever since I saw Keith (Boyfriend) that day, I couldn't stop thinkin about him. Not inna I wanna get back wit him kinda way but I guess...just thinkin bout it. I was waiting at the Diner for Gabby (Girlfriend) and Keith to get here and stated to reminisce.

"Ayo G, you gon hold it down?"

I looked up at my homeboy Jinx, they weren't really with my crowd, Darnell, and NeNe.

"...Yea... I'll hold it down."

But he was still pretty cool.
Sitting on this cheap brown couch in my single bedroom apartment I looked over outside of the apartment. I didn't have to do the favor for my partner til 12:22. It's only 10:30 right now, what's one and a half hours? Leaving my crib I walked down the dark grey cement barely bein lit by the street poles and saw the giant boomin speaker sit beautifully upon the empty lot outside of my shitty ass apartments. Looking around I saw two funny lookin cats spit dramatically at each other some of the weirdest rhymes I've ever heard. I raised my bro and tried to accept it into my energy but I wasn't buying it. They finally finished and my other homeboy Darnell came around.

"Ayy what up Pi, tryna spit?"

I looked around at the other people that were around and I scratched the back of my neck. These people look so Lame...where did all the poppin local lyricist go?

"Nah...This is bullshit man the fuck you runnin?"

Darnell smacked his lips and smiled evilly.

"Ohhhh, I see. You think you hot shit huh nigga? All cause people be chantin yo name while you trap out?"

I laughed to myself and shook my head before seeing done other white kid I haven't seen before until now. Grabbin a hold of the waist band of my pants i walk closer to Darnell and jerk my head in the guys direction.

"Yo, the fuck is that?"

He glanced over to that blue haired son of a bitch and raised a brow at him before laughing.

"You concerned about some white kid? Look you're not the minority here Pi-"

"Bro I know! .....Bro what if he's a narc? We don't need the feds coming out here fuckin up our vibe. And like you said...I'm not the minority."

Darnell looked at me studying my very prominent white features. Orange hair, green yes, freckles, and the big winner , my skin color. He nodded at me and I gripped my glock that was resting behind me inside of my boxers and adjusted it lower. I slowly approached him and he looked at me nervously. I was shirtless showcasing all my scars, and sagging. The direct opposite of him. He had his blue jeans raised up and a nice white shirt, he also seemed to use super baby soft and smooth skin. Almost like he was a doll. A doll I'd rip the head off of if he fucked with me the wrong way.

"I-oh! H-hey! I..ugh..."

He sat there and stuttered and I glared at him unamused crossing my arms.

"You lost Blue Balls?"

His eyes widened and he looked almost upset at what I said.

"N..no....I just wanted to know if this is where y-you go here to rap?"

I cringed at him.
Was this another one of those Amateurs?

"You think you want to rap here?"

"Yes?"

I could feel Darnell's disapproving gaze as he knew I was most likely giving this guy a hard time.

"Come with me."

He definitely wasn't the feds, as I turned around I flashed the handle of the glock by raising it again. I could practically hear him shaking as we stood next to Darnell.

"Wazzam git, you wann rap or what?"

At first the guy looked at him confused before he heard the words "Rap" leave my friends house.

"Yes please! I'm Keith, it's very nice to meet you!"

He put a timid hand out to Darnell and he took it.

"Cool, Darnell."

He looked at me a bit more upset, I could see the fear in his eyes so I glared at him even harder, his eyebrows furrowed and he stood there waiting for my hand to touch his. His free hand lifted up and his pointer finger scratched the side of his cheek a bit before speaking.

"I-I...it's nice to meet you too...."

I looked at his hand and then back at him. He looked away before putting it down. If he was going to get here I wanted to give him a challenge. I gripped his hand tightly with my gloves roughly passing across his soft skin and squeezed it before pulling him in.

"You better lay some sick beats little man, if you don't..."

I brought my glock to his head and laughed.

"I'll shoot you dead where you fucking stand...If you lay down somethin tight, you get to stay here and fight for more chances to live."

He gulped and looked around before I shoved him over and made him look at me from about five feet away.

"Damn Pico chill."

"Nah fuck that! I'm tired of all these lame ass bitches comin here and bringin shit."

I cocked the glock and pointed it at Keith.

"People gonna start loosin they life if they wanna fuck with me. I ain't tryna hear that trash leak into my apartment."

Darnell shook his head and gave Keith and I a microphone before laying Keith pick a beat. It started to play and it was actually pretty hot. It was almost old school, the guy had taste. But he still had to convince me as to why he shouldn't lose his life.

Looking Into his eyes I grinned pointing the gun directly into his view and grinning. It was my turn to start.

"Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop-"

(Art by me) @Crook_Kun