Smokers (Friday Night Funkin' Pico x Reader)

Shopping Spree

2:30 PM
I sit patiently as Cherry sizes me up and down. "This is gonna be interesting!" She squeals. I look at her with a questionable expression. "Because you have muscle! It's gonna take a bit before I finally find the perfect size for you. Besides, don't you wanna impress your boyfriendddd~?" She smirks at me. I become flustered and punch her shoulder. "I just met him yesterday— don't get any damn ideas you dick!" Cherry bursts out laughing. "Don't worry babes, you'll look sexy as hell when we're done shopping; trust me!"

Cherry was always known to be a huge fashionista. Since her parents are always working, they're rich as all hell. Her dad has a whole fucking credit card dedicated to her little shopping hobby she has going on. Cherry always insists that it helps her "relax" but honestly, I dread seeing my bank account balance after purchasing a singular shirt. I don't understand her sometimes.

-Pico's POV 🔫-

I shove my hands in my pockets as Keith and I wander around aimlessly. I was really hoping to chill out with Y/n a bit more before tonight, but it's whatever. It's not like I'm never gonna see her again.

"So," I begin.
Keith looks at me.

"Where are we headed?"

"Eh, I was thinking we should also get dressed up for tonight too. Cherry and Y/n are doing it, why not us?" He suggests. Keith points to a nearby clothing store. "Let's try there!" Chuckling at his enthusiasm, I agree and follow him inside.

• • •

I'm not one for fashion, but I figured I could look at least a little different for tonight. I had a skin tight turtleneck T-shirt, a big light green jacket, and beige baggy drawstring cargo pants. I do admit, I look pretty good in them. Keith popped out with a baggy blue undershirt layered with his usual white shirt and blue pants. "I think we're gonna shake the joint and stunt everyone there." I smirk with confidence. "You're definitely gonna get laid tonight." Keith comes back with the same energy. "You know it!"

My confidence was unwavering.

• • •

After paying for multiple outfits, Keith and I decided to call the girls and meet them at the food court. "I gotta say Keith,"

"I'm pretty excited 'bout tonight."

"Is that because we have a fresh new face here for the first time in a while?"

"Fuck yeah. Cherry's been teasing me about Y/n's so called 'skills', but I gotta see it to believe it, y'know?"

"Eh, I'm sure she won't disappoint."

"I will light Cherry's ass up like a fuckin' Christmas tree if she was lyin' the whole time. Having someone new to beat is always fun, especially when they put up a decent show."

"I can agree with you on that, man. She seems interesting to be friends with, let alone talk to."

I nod my head.

I don't think I can get closer.
I shouldn't.
I never will.

-Y/n's POV-

"Good hell Cherry," I say. "I go to the gym to get ripped, not the mall!" I huff. I'm carrying dozens of bags of clothes.

"Welcome to your new gym!" She giggles.

"I really don't need all these clothes!"

"You have to dress to impress, bitch!"

I groan. Cherry's phone rings and she picks it up. I can only hear her side of the call. "Hello?... Mhm. Okay... We'll be there. I love you too!" She puts her phone down. "C'mon! We're meeting the boys at the food court!"

• • •

Pico and Keith look at the mountain of bags I'm carrying. Pico quickly rushes to help me carry some and I give him a small smile. "Cherry what the fuck did you do? Buy the whole fuckin' mall?" He exclaims. "Well Pico," Cherry argues, "at least I have a sense of fashion that fits Y/n's—"

"Don't you dare bring me into your damned fashion show! You dragged me into practically every store!"

Everyone laughs.

"Um- well, we gotta start getting ready for tonight. Cherry and I are gonna help set up the stages around town. Y/n, I think you should start organizing your new drawer." Keith laughs. I giggle and nod. "Yessir."

After that, Keith and Cherry parted ways with us. It was just Pico and I as we stepped outside into the sunset. "Holy hell, how long were we in the damn mall?"

"Few hours," Pico shrugs. "Nothin' new of Cherry though. She's extra like that."

I adjust myself to make holding the bags a bit more comfortable for me. We walk in silence for a while before Pico cuts it. "Do you wanna hang out after we get these bags sorted out?" I think for a moment. "Uh, sure!" I have nothing better to do anyway.

• • •

I struggled to open my apartment door, but I managed. We put all of the bags in my room and Pico plopped himself on my bed, sighing. "You alright?" I ask.

...
"I'm sorry for being an asshole earlier today,"
He begins,
"I know it's not fair for me to ask you questions 'bout your life and not reciprocate when I'm asked. It's a really touchy subject and I got trust issues." I get a bit shocked at his apology. For someone who was such a menacing badass, he sure as hell gets soft with his friends. I give him a soft smile and sit on the bed next to him. "It's alright, you have your own shit going on. I'm sorry I got irritated with you kinda easily. I get defensive too." I put my hand on his shoulder. I could feel him tense up but slightly relax. He grumbles something to himself. I was just about to pull away when he stops me. "It's fine, Y/n," He rolls his eyes as I put my hand back on his shoulder. He regains his bearings and shows his confidence, "You ain't the only person who's tried comfortin' me before."

What an idiot.

"You wanna walk around town?" I suggest. Pico shrugs and sits up. "Anythin' to pass up the time."

"If that's the case, I gotta change into my new clothes." I sit up, heading to my closet, taking one of the many shopping bags with me.

• • •

I inspect myself in the mirror. I was wearing a cropped off shoulder forest green sweater with a black bra underneath and some black baggy cargo pants with chains. My black and white boxers were slightly showing. It was different, but kinda cute. I step outside as Pico sits up on the bed. He frowns.

"Are you seriously gonna wear that?" He asks sarcastically. I playfully punch his arm and we both laugh at each other. "You're such a dick." I choke out in between laughs. I grab my electric guitar bag as we head out of my room, shoving the portable amp inside my backpack. We walked towards the front door as we calmed down.

Pico made sure his Uzi was loaded and I shoved my switchblade into one of my pockets. It was relatively pretty dark by the time we came out. As we walked throughout the city, Pico showed me some of the places we would be performing at tonight. "This one is my favorite place." Pico said, leading me to the top of an office building to which a subway railway is connected. The concrete softly crunched beneath my feet as we stopped at an empty stage. "Looks like they haven't gotten to the place yet, but when they do, it's gonna look so much better." He seemed very passionate about this area. It was like his own domain almost. We both hopped on the edge of the building which overlooked the city. We both watched the glistening lights for a while before he suddenly cut the silence. "We should practice a little bit beforehand. Cherry's always braggin' about your skill but I gotta see it myself."

I froze in place.

Shit.

I've haven't sung in front of anyone since forever ago.