Pico x BF / Pico x Keith || Oneshots!

- The Lover By Duras

"Keith." His voice shook me to the core, vibrations being sent to my head like radio waves. I took a step back, hearing him automatically take one towards me. God, he was persistent even after all this time. "Pico." Fortunately my conviction, although wavering, didn't shake my speech. My tone wasn't cold, more lukewarm, I hated it. Yet, this was the best I could muster. He took a step towards me and I didn't run, instead taking one towards him. He seemed a bit surprised by this action, as if he couldn't tell if I was real or not and now he knows the answer.

"Been a while. Can we talk?" He asked, voice as same as I remembered it, just a bit deeper. I looked into his eyes, pondering. I had Cherry waiting for me at home, it was late, she'd worry. Yet, something in me didn't care. As if my common sense had broken in half, "Alright." I replied, matching his volume level. He nodded, the expression on his face fading into a softer one, and I could feel the tension lift from my chest temporarily. Would I actually be going with him? Ugh, I'm so stupid.

I saw him turn and hold out a hand to me. "You don't have to, but I walk fast." He said, cheeks lightly tinting pink. I nodded once more and grabbed his outstretched hand. I felt a bit silly trusting him this much, or even allowing him to hold a part of me, but I wanted to reconcile. That or I've temporarily lost my mind. His hand was the type of warm that bread would be after being left to cool for cutting. A nice glow of comfort came from holding it, yet anxiety raged in the back of my brain, screaming at me. Not that I was going to listen to it, I had already taken his hand.

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We went to a café, sitting down in a couch area after ordering a green tea for me and coffee for him. My nerves had returned, but this wasn't normal or regular. Not anxiety that I'd be hurt, anxiety that he'd say something to pull me back into him. Everything about him lead me to be here with him at this time of night, I knew better. Yet, seeing him just made me lose my head. Though, talking is harmless. Right?

"Keith." He called my name, making me stare at him. He was still himself, attractive with that look of a weight lifter that drew me to him. He was strong, tough, and somehow soft. Everything I wanted to be but could never be. I bit my lip and returned my gaze to my lap. I shouldn't have come here, all these thoughts racing, I can't stop them. What would Cherry think if she heard them? Saw us? She'd be heartbroken. I released a breath, I'm terrible. "Pico. Please." I nearly begged him, hoping he'd speak so my thoughts can be silenced with focus.

"Are you having trouble focusing too?" He asked, taking a sip of his black coffee, only a few sugars in it. I was confused about what that meant. I guess he could still read my expressions, "Whenever I look at you, all I can see is the very things I fell in love with. Even after all this time, I see no flaws, just everything I love." He spoke, tone somber and quiet as if I'd shatter if he projected any louder. I felt my face heat, truly against my own will. He still knew how to read me, we were still in sync. I nodded my head yes, staring warmly into his eyes. "It's so dangerous for me to be doing this with you. Not because I'm scared of you, because I'm scared that I want you." I admitted to him, just spilling my feelings all over the place.

He turned to me and just stared for a second, as if I had said something incredible. "Does that mean that you miss me? Cause, I've missed you too." He responded with ease, as if it could fly off his tongue now. This was wrong, I knew it. Cherry would break with me on the spot if she knew I was even here with him. "When I saw you, you were different. But I knew it was you, you had that same feel." He mentioned to me, taking another sip of the coffee. I took a sip of my green tea, it was delicious. "I got a new life." I claimed to him, taking another sip, enjoying the warm feelings inside. It reminded me of him. "You had to get a new life, my selfish ass back then forced you into leaving by being a dick. I'm not surprised."