ITS ALL GONNA BE NSFW
we call bf Keith in here
none of these stories are in any sort of order but if they are I'll tell you
p.s. these mfs are switches and mainly pico is the top but there will surprises here and there
♡ I FINALLY FOUND WHO MADE TH...
- been getting some requests for more bottom pico so let's fucking do it -
"Y'all ready for this?" Pico held the mic in his hand. Pointing out to his audience. Everyone cheered with loud 'YEAH!'s. Even hearing some 'WE LOVE YOU PICO!'s and just some screaming.
"Then let's GET TO IT!" He shouted, raising a hand. Suddenly the stage started flashing its lights as the music began to play behind him throughout the place.
Pico was a successful artist, mainly into rapping but his vocals weren't all that bad either.
He was currently doing a show, concert, whatever you wanna call it. All he knew was he was killing it up on a stage with hundreds to thousands of people watching him.
Going along with the words of his songs, he went around the stage. Giving a few looks, winks, and posing for pictures whenever he noticed people recording him. This was his life.
Eventually he was getting near the end of his second song. But yet he soon to have noticed something. Or.. someone.
He stood still as he got a closer and clear look at them. Once they looked up, the two made eye contact.
Pico's eyes widened, but then remembered he was literally on stage with people and cameras and lights flashing straight at him.
He needed to act like nothing happened. But he made a gesture with his hand towards the person. Which only that person would understand.
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Once Pico waved to his fans, said some last words and all, he started to walk backstage while the next person performing went on next.
They always took turns like this to give the other a break. But he wasn't really interested in watching the show right now. He was looking for someone.
A certain person that he didn't see. Yet he spotted them from afar. They had their back against the wall, dressed in mostly black.
The person sighed, "Excuse me." One of the managers approached. "Yeah?" The person sat up straight not slouching anymore. He seemed to be a young man.
"You're not supposed to be back here." She said with a dead expression. She probably thought he was some fan. But he was far from that.
Pico walked up to them. Pulling him by the back of his hoodie and putting an arm around him as he slightly glared at the manager.
"He's with me." He said. She got the queue to step away. Nodding. "Sorry then-" She said walking away.
"Hey! Thanks for- wOA!" Pico didn't say anything. Just dragged him by his hoodie, him trying to keep up with him as well.
