Pushover | A BF x Pico fanfic! (Currently On Hold!)

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BAM!!

Pico lowered his gun and stared at the mangled body infront of him. He pulled his phone out and typed 'done' to the number that had sent him the job. It'd been the third hit this week, and he was relieved that the only blood that splattered on him was only a little on his cheek. He quickly holstered his gun and wiped the small stain off his cheek.

Walking out of the dark alleyway and into the bright summer sun, Pico held his arm over his face to block out the burning light. He walked down the sidewalk, admiring the many shops and small restaurants. He soon reached the apartment complex and climbed up the stairs to the small apartment door.

The ginger slicked his hair back and approached the apartment he shared with Keith. The outside walls were cracking and water was dripping off the gutters from a recent rain. Pico grabbed his key from under the welcome mat that Keith had begged him so much to get for 'decor'. He still didn't quite understand using valuable money on useless items.

As he creaked open the door and immediately realized something was wrong.

All the lights were off.

"Keith?" Pico called out as he moved his hand to his gun. He took a step and suddenly looked down as he heard a small 'hiss' from underneath his foot. "Wha.."

The candle that has been placed on the ground was letting smoke float away from the burnt wick. It wasn't the only candle that had been lit, there was a whole trail of candles leading out to the balcony. Along with the candles there were dried rose petals speraticly set out across the floor.

"What the hell.." The amazed boy stepped inside and followed the trail out to the balcony as he opened the door his mouth opened in shock.

He stared down at the table infront of him. It was decorated with a nice satin cover and had two wine glasses sitting on it. Still in awe, Pico sat down and stared at the little set up and chuckled.

"You like it?" The ginger jumped at the sudden noise and turned to a smirking Keith. He was holding a bottle of wine.

"Yeah.." Pico sat up, "What is all this?"

Keith strode over to the seat infront of him and smiled, "Well, you're always busy with your merc business.. and I'm always out rapping, so I was hoping we could just have some time to ourselves." He opened the bottle and leaned over to Pico's glass. "Also, it's a Friday night."

"Well.. it has been a while." Pico chuckled as Keith poured himself some wine.

"I'm gonna go grab the food and bring it out, be right back." He placed the wine bottle on the table and quickly moved inside.

Now that he mentioned it, Pico never realized how long it's been. He knew it was a while but, thinking about it made him realize it had been a couple months since they had any time to be romantic with each other. It was either Pico had to kill someone, or Keith had to do a last minute rap battle.

After a couple minutes of waiting, Keith brought out some food. It was spaghetti and meatballs, Keith's spaghetti and meatballs.

He put the two plates on the table and handed Pico some silverware.

"So, how has your stuff been going?" Pico questioned as Keith sat down.

He sighed and lifted his fork before smiling, "Busy, so many people trying to win. So many people losing to me." Keith snickered to himself as he shoved a fork full of spaghetti into his mouth. "What about you? Is there anything interesting that you've done trying to shoot someone?"