[Warning! This chapter is sad angst :( Also mentions and/or describing of suicide, if this is triggering to you in any way, I'd suggest you not to read, but if it isn't, don't worry, it's not much :3!]
"Pico!" BF called after his ginger boyfriend. He'd been chasing him all over Philly, it'd been as if he couldn't hear him. Suddenly, Pico came to a halt, not turning to face the bluenette, not even saying a word.
"Pico! Why... are you... running from me..?" BF would question in between breaths. Pico still would not yet reply to BF, but instead, he'd pull out his gun, which made the blue one look confused. "W-what are you doing...?" The ginger raised the gun up, stopping it at the side of his head. "P-Pico.. no... don't do it!" But of course, seeing as though the orange one seemed to be unable to hear the bluenette, a voice in the back of BF's mind told him that Pico wasn't going to listen.
It still didn't stop him though, he kept pleading, beginning to run towards Pico, until...
BANG!
BF shielded his face as blood spattered around him, the next thing he heard was a dull thud on the ground. Uncovering his eyes, his face flooded with horror. "PICO!!" he cried.
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"NO!" the bluenette cried, instantly sitting up. His face was stained with tears. He was breathing heavily; it was a dream...? No... hell no. It was a fucking nightmare. He put his hands to his face, sobbing quietly. Pico woke up from hearing the yelp of the blue one. "BF?! What's wrong?" he asked, worried. BF couldn't make a reply, he didn't even look at the ginger. Pico sat up, keeping his gaze on BF, "Baby..." he pulled the smaller one against his chest, wrapping his arms around him in a hug. The smaller one planting his arms on the taller one's chest, slightly gripping at his shirt.
"Do you wanna tell me what's wrong now?" Pico asked, looking down at BF. BF sniffled, hiccupping and giving slight sobs, avoiding eye contact, he always hated making eye contact with someone when he cried. "Y-you... ru-running..... g-gun.." BF almost couldn't bear to say the word, he could barely form a sentence, especially without stuttering.
The bluenette continued to sob in Pico's arms, the ginger waited patiently for a clear response. He patted BF's back gently, "It's okay, love. You're okay, I'm here.." he would assure him in a calm and gentle tone.
"C'mon, Bee, take deep breaths, try to calm yourself." Pico would attempt to get the blue one to relax his breathing, as he seemed to be hyperventilating. "Breathe in, you can do it." BF inhaled a shaky breath, then just thinking about his nightmare caused him to return to loud sobs. Pico hugged him. "What's gotten you like this, babe...?" he asked softly.
"N-nightmare.." BF responded. Pico eyed him, what kind of nightmare could cause this panic attack to happen? "Do you want anything to eat..?" Pico asked him. BF shook his head. That was odd, normally he'd want sweets, maybe cookies or even donuts. "...Do you just want to cuddle then..?" The blue one nodded, stretching his arms out for the ginger.
The pair hugged, BF gripped the back of Pico's hoodie. Pico just ran his hand through BF's hair, stroking it gently, "It's all okay, baby, I'm here.." he tried to assure the bluenette. He pulled back, holding BF's face in his hands, "Look at me," he said in a soft tone, "You have to tell me what happened, so I can help you properly. What did the dream have to do with me and my gun?" he asked.
BF sniffled, wiping the tears from his eyes, although more would continue to flow down his already tear stained cheeks. "U-uhm.. you were r-running away from me..." he started. "Why was I running?" Pico asked. He felt like a therapist, asking all the questions. BF shrugged, "You didn't say anything to me, you didn't even look at me.. I kept chasing you... and all you did was r-run.." BF didn't want to go on any further, but he knew he had to so Pico could help him.
"T-then.. you stopped. Still silent..." BF hated the next part, it was the worst part. "A-and.. you took your gun out.. and.." he could barely finish the sentence without his voice breaking, he was on the verge of tears again. "Y-you.. you.."
"What'd I do, love..?" Pico urged. "You shot yourself..!" BF hid his face again, sobbing once more. Pico's eyes widened in shock, he began to pet BF's head, running his hand through BF's blue hair, "Baby, you know that it's not real.. I wouldn't run away from you. Ever. I especially wouldn't kill myself..." "But it felt real..." The ginger held the bluenette close, hugging him to his chest gently.
"I'll stay with you till the very end.. I'd never leave you.." BF looked up at Pico, "Promise...?" The taller one nodded.
"Promise."
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Weow- uh- yeah- I don't know how or why I came up with this one- if it was cus I was sad for some reason- or just the thought of Pico comforting BF was cute as hell- But- here ya go :D
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Non-Fiction[Cover is not mine, credit goes respectfully to its original creator!!] Do note that this is all Pico x BF, and also has a mixture of smut and fluff, so read at your own risk. Might add other ships too in some chapters Also, just for clarification...
