Idea of Him 💕 (Pico x Boyfriend SoftMod) FNF

[6] Stay with me.

Benjamin has never felt so tired before in his life as his feet dragged against the hallways flooring as people's obnoxious chattering was loud and clear. Though, it was loud and clear how unpleasingly tired he looked. As if every emotion he once had inside of him was sucked away. 

Benjamins dark circles were noticeable. Worse, the new circular burnt mark he's earned by his father from last nights incident after Pico brought him safely back home. The mark being ugly as ever as it was very noticeable this time. Crying all night due to this as his nose was in pain worse than ever. 

This always happened when his father abused him. Though, it never destroyed him this awfully bad. Was this a sign of his depression getting worse? He even texted Pico to start walking since he just get out of bed as he stayed up the entire night crying when the two were suppose to be walking at that very moment.

Benjamin has pulled himself on staying up on nights to study over important tests, and projects due to the fact most people would leave him to do it sadly. Though, he didn't wish for a bad grade as he just sucked it up and did it all on his own. 

As he'd make a turn, the chatters from other students begun to fade as he knew where Pico was probably hiding, waiting for him. Knowing how possibly worried he must be due to the fact he was begging the spray painter last night about them both staying by each others side. Well, his words mainly.

As the emotionless painter approached the door, with weak force, Benjamin pressed his cold hand against the door as he'd push it open. Seeing the messy area scattered with drops of paint from his works. Though, not hearing the soft spraying of Pico's spray paints. Nor it's odd but satisfying smell. Instead, a familiar smell that caused anxiety inside of his weak heart.

The smell of gross, burning, cigars.

With a quick turn of his head, revealed the ginger leaning his back against the brick wall filled with art and words hand made by Pico. Seeing as between his lips held a cigar as his pain from last night only twisted into a worse of a knot. One he felt as if it was impossible to untie now.

Pico gazed too over as he'd remove the cigarette from his soft lips as gray smoke blew out of his mouth as he was able to smell it's toxic fumes from where he stood. Though, his face expression seemed dull with fear as his eye brows were raised. Seeing as Pico dropped the cigar onto the cold concrete full of paint as he'd step on it with his messy white shoes.

"Softie?" Pico spoke as Benjamin weakly replied as he fought back a yawn,

"Morning Pico.." He said softly as it felt rough to fake being happy anymore at the very moment as he just prayed Pico saw it as him being tired from last nights adventure together.

"You look, sick.." The ginger was already catching on with him as his heart begun to skip a beat.

"Do I?" Benjamon replied with an innocent tone while trying to blend in with trying to seem dumb.

Pico followed over where he'd stand as his hands immediately grabbed onto the both of his shoulders. Benjamin feeling as if sweat was going to pour down his body onto the floor by how invested he was becoming by his "sickness."

''I knew I should of kept you home..'' Replied the ginger with guilt as it was obvious the poor boy didn't earn any decent sleep as he'd give Benjamin a disappointed look due to keeping him up so late at night in the forest. 

''I- It's okay-! Really Pi-''

To his horrors, Pico's eyes laid where the noticeable mark on his neck as Pico with force lifted up his chin with his fingers as this caused for Benjamin to shake within seconds of the spray painter realizing.