See Through || Pico x Reader

Threat

From a balcony above the pool area, he watched, trembling in pain and anger as his now broken hand rested, wrapped in bandages he bought from a drug store not too far from the resort. He could see him, the ginger haired male who broke his nose and humiliated him in front of not one, but two hot girls.

He hated that guy. He wanted to hurt him. He wanted to get revenge for the pain, and for embarrassing him.

He wanted to kill him.

This individual wasn't particularly...stable.

He jumped when he heard footsteps approaching from behind him. With the hammer in hand that he stole from the utility closet, he readied himself for combat.

"Relax, I only want to chat." A silky smooth voice rang from the shadows. He stepped forward into the moonlight and smiled.

"Who the hell are you? How did you get in here?" The injured boy asks.

"I own this chain of hotels, so I have a master key to every room. If you'd like to borrow it," he holds up a silver key and dangles it in the boys face."You need only listen to my proposal. If you choose to accept, I can provide you with much better weapons than...that." He glances at the rusty old hammer in his hand.

The boy waits a moment, looking back down at the party below and at the ginger who stood alone in a corner watching the performance take place.

"I saw what happened to you on the beach," the mysterious figure continues."That guy, you want him to pay, yes?"

"Of course I do! I fucking hate that son of a bitch! When I get my hands on him, I swear!"

"You'll have to wait a while. Come with me, and I'll make your revenge even sweater than you could imagine. I can make sure you're alone with him, no one will see. You can do whatever you like to make him suffer." His voice grows deeper and more sinister as he describes the benefits of teaming up.

"And the girl-"

"That girl is mine!" He jumps back at the sudden change in tone. The mystery man sighs."But, I can ensure you get someone just as cute as her. Someone who will make you very happy."

"Awesome. I'm in."

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Down at the pool party, Jenna and (Y/N) are dropping it low as Keith raps his heart out. All the guests are jumping around, enjoying the music, even the people working the party are dancing along.

In a corner with a Margarita, Pico enjoys the show from a distance, trying his hardest not to think about all the guys checking out his girlfriend.

Girlfriend...

That word made him smile. (Y/N) was his girlfriend. His heart fluttered in his chest as he giggled into his glass, thinking about how cute she was in his shirt. How her curves and bust were outlined in his green sweater. After holding the cup to his lips for about a minute, he finally takes a sip of the bitter-sweet drink inside.

(Y/N) jogs over to him, catching the attention of men and women alike as she moves. Pico nearly drops his cup as he watches her bounce over to him.

"Why aren't you up there with us?" She asks as she catches her breath.

"I'm not a dancer." He says.

"You could be singing with Keith."

"I could. But I don't wanna. Let me be antisocial and drink in the corner." He says, sipping his drink again.

She remained in front of him, her expression slowly evolving into a pout. Pico went from sipping to slowly chugging his drink before setting the glass down and offering his hand."Just take me." Was his way of saying he gave in to her cuteness. She smile and dragged him over to the dancefloor.