I Think I Fell in Love with You - A Pico x Keith Story

💙Keith's/BF's POV💙

I wake up and the first thing I realize is that I wasn't at the coffee shop anymore. Maybe it was just a dream! But I'm not at my house. Who's house is this?

"Oh you're finally awake."

Looking over to my left, I see Pico holding a blanket and an ice pack. He has a concerned look on his face.

"Pico? What are you doing here? Who's house are we in?" I ask.

"We're in my house." Pico answers. "You fainted near a coffee shop."

"How'd you find me?"

"Well..."

--flashback boiiiii :3--

🧡Pico's POV🧡

Usually, I'm not one to wake up early. But I usually can't go a morning without coffee. This morning, I realized I was out of coffee. So I decided to try out the coffee shop nearby. As I was nearing the café, I saw Keith at the doorway. "Hey K-" I stopped myself. Something was wrong with him. He wasn't moving at all and he was way paler than usual. All of a sudden, Keith dropped dead on the floor.

"Keith!" I yelled, running towards him.

I felt Keith's forehead, which was burning up tremendously. I decided to scoop him up, bridal style, with his head resting on my chest. Surprisingly, Keith was way lighter than I expected. I ended up taking him to my house and putting him on my couch. I got an ice pack and put it on his head. I sat on the couch making sure to check him every so often and stuff. When I came back after grabbing a blanket for him and changing his ice pack for like the 5th time, Keith finally woke up.

--end of flashback gurlllll :P--

"O-oh okay..." Keith sighs. He looks really sad.

"Keith? Are you okay?"

"N-no. P-Pico...I-I'm gonna th-throw up..."

"Okay. Hold on."

I run to my kitchen and grab my trash can. I run back to Keith and put the can under him. Just in time too because as soon as I return, he throws up. I sit back down on the couch and rub Keith's back. When he finishes, his eyes are watery and his nose is running so I give him a paper towel to wipe his face and mouth.

"I-I'm s-sorry." Keith sobs.

"Hey. It's not your fault. Don't worry about it. "

Keith starts to cry and I try to calm him down. I cup his cheek my hand, gently turning his head so our eyes meet, and use my thumb to wipe away some of his tears.

"Keith, what's the matter?"

"Sh-She cheated..." he managed to choke out.

"Cherry?" I asked as Keith nodded his head.

I went from concerned to pissed real quick. I knew I couldn't trust her plastic ass! But Keith needed me right now. The last thing he needed was for me to shoot the Barbie bitch with my gun. So instead I keep my cool.

"Aww Blueberry. C'mere lil' guy."

Keith's little body pressed against mine as he climbs on me and cries into the crook of my neck. 

"Shh. It's okay, Blueberry. I'm here. You don't have to cry." I coo, rocking him back and forth like the little baby he is.

I don't know if I was doing the right thing but it helped. Keith calmed down a lot. It was the occasional sniffle or sob here or there but overall he stopped crying. I still held him tight and rubbed his back. Blueberry eventually falls asleep on me. It was uncomfortable but I didn't mind. It was worth it seeing his chubby, soft, derpy face. I get bored and turn on a cheesy romance movie, quietly laughing and cringing at the horrible pick-up lines so I wouldn't wake Keith up. I slowly start to fall asleep and eventually let sleep take over.