FNF Characters/Mods x Reader

Pico x FEM!Reader

Pico is undeniably attractive in your opinion. Despite him being short and always staying strapped with his grey tinted uzi, you thought he was a likable badass.

You met Pico in your elementary school and had some odd adventures throughout your school years. As you both got older though, you started to drift away from him. Not on purpose, but supposedly naturally. You never had his number, only ever having contact with him through school. You were now on your last year of high school, and to be quite honest you were happy it was all finally over. The stress and pressure of these last four yours mentally fucked you up. So, based on the information from your parents (They wouldn't be helping you with anything from now on), you started your own business based on your favorite hobby. After about two months of work, you began to feel something similar to the stress you felt in high school except something was missing, well more like someone ...

Pico

You couldn't believe you just forgot about him so easily. As you sit back in your chair with your hand over your mouth, you begin daydreaming about him. Mostly his physical features like his ginger hair, his odd colored eyes, being those with greyish-white pupils, and always bringing some sort of weapon to school. Basically a rebel with bad grades, but despite his academic scores he was pretty intelligent. Great at solving puzzles that required a high IQ. He's definitely gambled before and almost got addicted to it, so you had to talk him out of it. You remember when you noticed your lack of communication in 10th grade, so you tried to talk to him again. The conversation was about a minute long before you both parted ways. 

After that, you both never talked again. He met new people, you only made one more friend, who was non other than BF. Pico was low-key jealous of you talking to BF more than him, but overtime when he wanted to talk to you he could never bring himself to actually do it. 

Still sitting and daydreaming about Pico, you snap out of it to go out and grab something to eat, you didn't feel like cooking tonight. You throw on something snazzy, but comfortable and begin your journey. Since you live near the city, there were a few fast-food restaurants near you, meaning there is no point in driving to one. Also you just needed some fresh air at the moment. Almost at your destination, you see in the distance two people having a ... rap battle? On the roof of an apartment??

A beat was playing from a large speaker, along with a young woman sitting on it. You walk closer to get a good look at the three and you realized it was ... Pico and BF battling each other. Pico had a gun with him, which was expected, and BF wore this cocky expression on his face. You had no idea who the other woman was though. Just standing and staring, BF glances at you, looks away thinking you're some stranger, but then looks back again knowing it's you.

"Y-Y/N??" he shouts in a questioning manner. You slightly wave your hand. BF literally JUMPS DOWN from the building somehow without breaking any of his bones. He then hugs you, which was surprising. "Damn, I haven't seen you since our graduation, you look good!" He complimented. "Aw, thank you. You don't look too bad yourself," you respond removing his hat and putting it on your head, causing him to blush. You can see how much longer his hair has grown since 12th grade and you loved it. Pico couldn't hear shit you guys were talking about, so he jumps down from the building as well. 

You and BF looked at him and you can see that he was now your height and no longer shorter than you. He stared at you for a little bit and you stared back at him. You then smiled and went in to hug him. This caused him to blush even more and have his heart rate speed up, he eventually hugs you back though. "Sooo ... hi?" You say awkwardly. "High? Same, wanna hit?" he asks in a jokingly manner but then pulling out a blunt from his pocket. You started laughing and respond with "No thanks. You shouldn't even be smoking dude, you're like 19," "I'm 21!!" He replies quickly. You laugh even more, "I know that, stupid. Sooo ... what are you guys doing onna rooftop anyways?" You genuinely ask. "Well, Pico hit me up saying that his girlfriend is better than mine, I STRONGLY disagreed, so we rap battled about it. If he lost, then my point would be proven. If he won, then his point would be proven  and all that good shit." Now you pondered for a second looking down at the ground, "Ok, so ... who's Pico's girlfriend then??" you ask, hoping he was kidding.

"He said it was you ... ?" 

We all looked at each other, but you looked at Pico questioningly. "W-well, see i-it was just for the-the-umm-battle thing, yea. So like, don't be all .. freaked out, or whateva," Pico stammers. "Freaked out?" you ask crossing your arms, looking intimidating. "W-well, n-not freaked out y'know, j-just like-umm-like not pissed-" "Pissed?" You started smiling like a freaky bastard, then getting closer to him. "Ok ok, n-not pissed, but, I dunno, like u-upset-OR or m-maybe like-" You cut him off by kissing him on his lips. He drops his gun and just stands there. He waited to kiss back, not because he was uncomfortable, he was just surprised. You pull away and smile at him. He stared at you and watched you get ready to walk away.  "Well, I was going to go grab some food, so, I guess I'll see you both la-" this time you were cut off by Pico kissing you, more roughly and passionately this time. This kiss eventually led to a make out session, you and Pico holding each other while BF just standing there like "0_0"

"Ok, so,  I'mma just ... leave umm ... bye" BF said snatching his hat off of your head and walking away, neither you or Pico caring. Just being in each others embrace was all that you both cared about at the moment. You pull away, causing Pico to start kissing your neck "O-ok, bye!" You responded trying to sound genuine, but couldn't due to Pico still kissing below your jawline. "Ok, Pico, I-I still need food y'know," you say half jokingly, but mostly seriously. "Food can wait," Pico responds then softly biting your neck. You moan accidentally after his surprising action. "No dude, food never waits," you said back to him, causing him to get off of you. Both of you catching your breath, you and Pico head off to the place you were getting your food from. Entering the place, people stared at both of you, mostly Pico because he was just bluntly carrying a weapon around like it was WWII, but nonetheless you get your food and Pico orders something for himself as well. He walks you back to your place, the journey being filled with laughs and dumb jokes.

Once you arrived at your apartment door, you hug Pico, thanking him in the process. "Well, I guess this is another goodbye?" you ask. "Yeah," Pico responds sadly while looking down at his feet. "... unless?" Pico brings his head back up to look at you, almost as if he's asking for something. "Unless what?" you ask back in curiosity, but slightly knowing what he wants. "I can come in ... and we could, like, hang out? Or something?" he responds with one hand on the nape of his neck and the other in his pocket, blushing like crazy. You giggle in an adorable but goofy way and respond with. "Ok, Pico, come in." You welcome him into your home and you both have dinner with each while watching crime films. Definitely a night you'll always hold with you.