My sweet angel | Pico x Keith | angel au

Friends

[Keith's pov]

All I could do was just stare at him. I've never seen wings like his before, but yet again he is the first angel I've seen other than myself. They were a dark black, it looked like they felt like velvet.

He's just smiling at me and not freaking out in the slightest, how is he not screaming right now? How am I not screaming right now?

My thoughts are cut off by a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

His voice is so deep and he talks so softly it's so comforting, how does he do that?

30 minutes ago he looked like he was gonna kill me but now he's sitting right next to me comforting me. I don't know what to do anymore. I want to cry, but why? I don't understand these feelings, I want to hug him and just cry to him about all my troubles.

He suddenly pulls me into a hug. Before I could even do anything he started to speak.

"I'm glad I found someone like me. I felt the presence of another angel all day, and now I finally found you."

His grip on me was tight but not enough to hurt. I had no idea what to do. I slowly wrap my arms around him as vents to me about today.

"H-hey Pico.." I finally manage to squeak out.

"Yeah Bee?"

he pulls out of the hug probably noticing how overwhelmed I am.

"Can we be friends?"

He looks kind of shocked at the question I just asked him. Why did I ask him that? What is wrong with me? What's wrong with my stupid brain? He was literally trying to beat me and Mace up not so long ago, now I'm asking to be his friend?

"Of course!"

He pulls me into another hug. Who knew such a scary looking guy was so touchy. I hugged him back as my mind swirled with thoughts.

I really need to get home so I can mentally prepare myself for work. The creeps there take a lot of energy to deal with even though I just clean the place.

"So uh, where are we anyways?"

"Oh uh we're not far from my home. It's faster to fly there so it shouldn't take long."

It feels so strange talking to someone else about flying. Maybe having him around won't be so bad.

"Alright. Lead the way"

He stands up from where we were sitting. I stand up next to him and take off into the air and wait until he joins me in the sky.

This is so unreal; seeing someone else flying, just like me. Someone who understands what it's like to speed through the sky and feel the cool fall air on your face.

We quickly made it to my home in awkward silence. A small looking shed with one story and not a lot of space. It didn't look like much but it's home to me.

"Wow your house is really out here." He says as we walk in.

"Yeah, I like living alone. I can be myself out here without anyone freaking out over some guy having wings and a halo."

I joke which gets a small laugh out of him.

He looks around my place then stops and locks his eyes on the acoustic guitar I have in the corner.

"You have a guitar?!"

He dashes over to it looking at me for persimmon to play it.

"You can play it if you want, I don't mind."