(FNF) Boyfriend x Pico - Friday Night Funkin

Part Six: High

TW: Drugs

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     Pico raised an eyebrow before opening his messages. Immediately, his face filled with terror. Nene stifled a laugh.

"You little bitch." Pico growled. "Boyfriend, come here. We have to talk."

   The trio sat, with Boyfriend and Pico on the couch and Nene on a living chair. She leaned back, crossing her arms and putting her legs on the coffee table. "I was right, huh." She smiled.

   "Nene, I swear to god, if you tell ANYONE, I will fucking kill you." Pico was enraged at this point, but was trying to keep his composure. Boyfriend placed a hand on Pico's thigh.

   "Pico, calm down. She's chill." Boyfriend looked at her. "Right?"

   The girl smiled. "Yeah, I'm chill. On one condition." She gave a wicked grin.

   "And that might be..?" Pico glared at her.

   Nene gestures towards Pico's room. "Get the joints. I came for a good time."

   Boyfriend was confused, but didn't say anything.

   "With Boyfriend around? He's clean, Nene, he doesn't even smoke." Pico wrapped an arm around him.

   Nene laughed. "I saw the state of the sheets. Like you said, Pico, he's a grown ass man. He can do what he wants." She winked at Boyfriend. "He's more than welcome to get high with us."

   "High?" Boyfriend gulped. He didn't know what was happening.

   "Nene, not now. I'll smoke with you tomorrow, how does that sound." Pico was trying to reason with her when she pulled out her phone.

   "I have the picture." She smirked. "And a pretty long contact list."

   Pico glanced at Boyfriend then sighed, standing up. "Blackmail using ass bitch." He grumbled and walked into the room and Boyfriend heard him open up his dresser.

   "What... what are we doing?" Boyfriend squeaked.

   Nene raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it obvious? Pico has some cannabis, we're gonna smoke a joint or two." She leaned back, resting her hands behind her head. "It'll be a good time. His dealer is this Whitty guy, gives some good, powerful shit."

   Boyfriend was tense. He had never tried anything harder than a cigarette, and even then he treated those like a delicacy. Cannabis?!

   Soon enough, Pico came with some unrolled joints in a baggie, plopping them on the coffee table.

   "Sweet!" Nene reached her hand in the bag grabbed one, hand rolling it. She looked up to see Pico and Boyfriend just watching her. "Are you guys gonna join, or..?"

   "Nope. Don't need it." Pico crossed his arms.

   "Come on, it's no fun doing it alone! Let's go guys. I still have the picture." Nene handed Pico a roll and was about to give one to Boyfriend when Pico grabbed her wrist.

   "I'll do it, but he won't." He rolled his joint and lit it, inhaling the drugs into his lungs before releasing his breath. "Happy?"

   "Come on, dude, he's an adult. Let Boyfriend have some fun for once." She offered the roll to him again.

   "If you don't want it, don't take it." Pico took another hit.

   Boyfriend reluctantly took the joint, laying it on the table to roll, copying what Pico and Nene had done. He grabbed the lighter off the table and lit it, bringing it to his lips.