only with me (yandere pico x boyfriend

chapter twelve

Boyfriend could barely sleep last night.
He thought it would be easy since pico wasn't in the room, but after a bunch of attempts at trying to knock the door down, and multiple hours of tears rolling down his cheeks, boyfriend laid on the bed and gave up. He gave up and it made him feel worse.

Being locked in this room for, who fucking knows how long was driving him fucking insane.

While boyfriend laid there, all he could think about was escaping to see girlfriend. Boyfriend missed her so much at this point that everything made him think of her.

When he turned on the TV, he thought about cuddling on the couch with girlfriend. When he went to the bathroom, he remembered taking showers with her and rubbing shampoo into her hair. When laid there trying to sleep, he realized that he may never sleep next to her again.

Boyfriend started to sob once more as he hugged his body tight. Maybe if he's good he can talk pico into letting him see her. Or maybe he could have atleast something to do everything with.

Maybe he already had that.

As he sobbed, boyfriend started to think that he may only have pico for the rest of his life, but when he thinks about that fact, he doesn't mind it. Maybe being inside the padded room for so long was getting to him a little to much.

Boyfriend thought to himself as his tear ducks dried up. He tried to get the 'having pico' thought out of his head, but everytime his brain went to girlfriend, it just went right back to pico.

God it was fucking with him.

The night or possible day didn't last much longer as boyfriend fell asleep not to long into his bad thoughts.

When boyfriend woke up, he jolted awake by a small noise and tried to find it, his eyes landing on the door. It must have been the noise of the lock as the door opened a second later.

Pico walked in, locked the door and put the key he used on the door frame. Boyfriend closed his eyes tight before he relaxed them and pretended to be asleep.

There was a slight noise coming from the wood floor before boyfriend felt a hand rest on his head, fingers now going through his hair. Boyfriend kept his eyes closed as pico ran his hand through his hair.

The movements soon stopped and the creak of the floor insinuated that pico had walked away. Boyfriend hoped he would leave, but then he heard the bed move under him, basically showing that pico wasn't leaving.

Boyfriend let out a deep breath before he opened his eyes and started to slowly sit up. He grabbed his knees and brought them to his chest as he sat up next to the other. Pico looked his way and then put his hand on boyfriends knee. "How was your night?" Boyfriend didn't know what to say.

All he knew was he couldn't seem to talk. After the things he realized last night, all boyfriend could do was start to panic as he fell back agented the cloth covered wall.

"Im gonna take that as a bad answer?" Pico looked away and to the floor. Boyfriend wanted to talk but fuck, he really didn't want to think that they might be a thing once more.

Boyfriend let out a sigh as he stepped off of the bed. He sat down on the floor and grabbed a blanket from off the dresser before he covered himself with the blanket. He didn't know why, but it felt like a good way to hide from the other.

Boyfriend started to calm down as he sat on the floor with the blanket on his head. He listened to the sounds around him before he, once again heard pico moving. He seemed to be coming closer until boyfriend watched as the blanket was raised. "You okay?" Pico looked at boyfriend but he kept his eyes away, tears flowing as he tried to forget about pico for atleast a little while.