𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈 (Pico x Reader)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐: 𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚

"𝙄𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮."

⚠️Trigger warning⚠️

*Gory

*Traumatic flashbacks

*Foreshadowing of Pico's School

*Gun usage/violence

Just so we're clear! Now let's continue!

2nd Person POV

*flashback*

"Pico~ stop!" You giggle out as the ginger gives chase with a grin.

"I quit! I quit! Stay away!" You try picking up speed, waving him off as your continuous giggles ring out in his ear. Pico smirks, starting to sprint slightly harder.

As you cast a glance back at the ginger over your shoulder, you notice that he is beginning to slow down. Not thinking twice, you pick up speed and hide behind a tree as Pico passes the tree. Snickering, you turn around to go a new direction away from him. But before you know it, a pair of rough and strong hands find your waist, making you instinctively elbow their stomach.

"Ah- Fuck!" Pico swears in pain, making you turn in his direction whilst he holds his stomach.

"SHIT! I'm sorry!" You grab his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"But how many times have I told you not to sneak up on me? 'Cause I will get scared." You explain, rolling your eyes while Pico chuckles. Your elbow punch did not have too much effect on him, but it was enough to throw him off guard.

"And you shoulda known that I never let you win. Didn't me slowin' down sus you out even a bit?" He cocks his brow knowingly, his arms crossed, and a patient grin on his face.

"Well, yeah-"

"Then I win the argument. Which means ya lose the game!" He taunts, stroking your chin teasingly with his tongue out.

"Uh-uh!"

"Yes-uh."

The child-like banter continued for a while before Pico snickers. Causing you to start giggling, until the both of you were on your asses wheezing, entangled in each other. Pico grips your shoulders, bringing your eye level to meet his own.

"Ya know, no one could truly make me this idiotic and happy as you, (N/N)." His smile brightens in admiration towards you, causing a dark blush to grace your face as you return the gesture.

"I'm happy to hear that. Can you believe it's only been-"

"-Six months?" Pico finishes your sentence, making you pout.

"I can speak for myself, thank you. But yeah." You annoyedly spat but give him a smirk nonetheless. He rolls his pearly white eyes before giving you a toothy smirk back.