I'm so mad and traumatized

2(2X-i) > 4X - 6U

The lovely and wholesome version of math. 

It was a beautiful day, the sun of the afternoon was hiding and everything was peaceful for our boy Pico until someone knocked on the door, Pico that was pretty tired opened the door of the house just to find that bright blue hair in front of him, this guy was Boyfriend who was carrying that dumb smile most of the time, this time he was carrying something else, a bunch of papers with a lot of mathematical equations on them. Pico could already tell he wasn't here just to spend some time with him.

"Uhh... Boyfriend, what do you want this time?" Pico asked with an annoyed tone. 

"Hi, Yes, I'm okay and I already ate, thanks for asking" 

"Go straight to the point, milksop" 

Boyfriend decided to ignore the commentary and finally explained why was he here, "Look, you know that I'm handsome but not that intelligent, so I need your help", Pico didn't exactly know how to feel, he was either confused, disappointed, mad or all at once, "Boyfriend, you never put a single bit of effort in school works, what's the purpose of this?" he scolded him with his little angry voice. Boyfriend reminded quietly for a moment while playing with his hair, trying to avoid eye contact, since this was making him feel more nervous he eventually spoke, "I'll go to obligatory extra classes in summer if I fail the subject...". 

There it is, Pico thought, if there is no horrible consequence then, why would he do something that actually requires time or effort? of course, Boyfriend wouldn't do something like that because he cared about his future, and Pico wouldn't help him for free, that's when he noticed they both had something to win with this situation. 

"Fine, I'll help you... And stop searching food in my fucking fridge" 

"Too late" Said Boyfriend with a Capri-sun in his mouth, there were reasons why Pico didn't want to help him, bad ones, but reasons. 

Pico closed the door because Boyfriend somehow was already inside, after Boyfriend finished wasting time with his Capri-sun and his new story about how he got banned from another restaurant, they finally started with the schoolwork, since our blue boy is extremely dumb he didn't really understand what Pico was explaining, but he was trying his best. A few hours passed but they felt like an eternity, it took a while, but Boyfriend was finally able to complete enough pages to pass the subject, he was too busy celebrating and cheering himself that didn't notice the sky was already dark, and there is still one thing he has to solve. 

"Oh yeah, thanks for the help, Pico!" Boyfriend exclaimed. 

"Sure, this is going to be a big one to pay, don't forget it" 

"Of course, what do you want me to do?" 

Pico thought for a while, then he got a permanent black marker and carefully removed the cap from it, he positioned himself in front of Boyfriend just to say, "Close your eyes and stay quiet, I'll let you remove it tomorrow", "Oh fuck" was the only thing Boyfriend could say after such menacing threat, you can be young only once but you can still be immature forever. 

Boyfriend stood there, waiting for the sensation of the ink on his skin, Pico was surely taking a while thinking about what masterpiece he would create, after a minute he finally felt something, but it wasn't the marker, it was a warm and soft feeling directly on his lips, so warm that he didn't want to open his eyes, that moment didn't last too much. When he opened his eyes there he was, a very nervous Pico with his awkward smile while scratching the back of his head, holding back his laughter. 

"What's so funny?" Boyfriend knew damn well what happened but he was now just teasing him. 

"No, Nothing..." Pico affirmed as he tried to hide his laugh. 

Boyfriend limited himself to smile and say thanks again, due to his happiness he spent a little more time outside but he finally went back to his house, reading all the things he managed to get done with someone's help, he was proud of himself and really happy with what the price for it was, if Pico is going to do that every time he asks for a favor, maybe he can ask for one again. 

It was too late already and school is near, going to sleep was the best option, he first used the bathroom and that's when he noticed, "That ginger...", the mirror revealed his secret, on his face, there was a big drawing of a dick, he was extremely concentrated in another feeling that he wasn't able to notice the sensation of the marker.

That's when he remembered his words.

I'll let you remove it tomorrow

"I'm going to kill that bastard tomorrow..."

[I'm sorry for all the people that are actually reading this, anyways, here is song]