Gentle Wings (Pico x Boyfriend) FNF

[2] Splashing Emotions

As his clothes messily fell onto the forest's greenery, his toes slowly dipped in first thing into the swallow lake. Pico soon finding himself in the warm water, letting out a tired groan as his two bottom feet were practically numb at this point. The warm water causing for his numb feet to finally relax. It's been a while since he's token a bath which, was seriously gross. But he never seemed to really care as it never bothered him some how. He just knew at some point he needed to bathe, but always was too lazy to find some sort of lake to wash the dirt satins he gained from some periods of time. Always telling himself that he'll ''do it tomorrow.'' But he clearly knew that it would never happen unless he forced himself to actually. It finally being the day he did so.

He'd calmly watch as colorful fishes swam by in a flash due to being feared by his presence. Wishing to understand how animals life's were. He couldn't quite put his finger on it if they had easier lives or harder ones? He couldn't tell. As a kid, he wished to understand animals. Constantly talking to the stray dogs he'd run into as if they were humans understanding his every word. But was always given barks or two as a response. Which he never did mind. It still giving him some type of comfort as a child. He wasn't given much attention, which led him to effecting his everyday life during his childhood. Sure, his toys gave him company. But, they were plastic as they couldn't do much. Always asking for certain animals like a dog, or mainly a parrot as they'd talk a lot. But his father always gave him the same response as it'd annoy him to the point of still remembering them till this same day.

''It'll die.''

''You are too young for a pet.''

''Parrots are annoying, maybe a pet fish?''

As if a fish would do shit. It'll swim for hours and then die in a couple of weeks no matter how hard you try taking care of the poor thing. It'd just be a waste of money in his opinion, no offense. Until, his eyes laid upon the bright colored flowers that grew. Seeing all colors of sorts as if it was scattered rainbow. The ginger felt calm by the view he gazed at, till his green pairs rested upon the light blue flower as it sent a warm tingly feeling down his spine, his heart shook by the colors choice as he was confused. Why was he feeling struck with such heavy feelings? Till,

𝗞𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵..

That angel kid, he completely forgot about him till now? After he began his walk to his ''home.'' He was desperately trying to understand the massive cravings he had for Keith. It being so sudden as he tried blocking them off, but barley could. Being slightly surprised he forgot about the guy till now. Just, the sudden burst of emotions he made him feeling was, questionable. Still confused by them heavily. Why was he so, touchy. I mean, he was heavily alone. Being lonely for months now? Years? He lost track of time ever since he found a newer home here in the quiet forest. It's just, ever since that fucking guy hung out with him he's been softer since. Not knowing if he was just pretending to be nice, or just confusing himself. How in gods name could he not understand his own feelings!? What the fuck was he, delusional? He just couldn't tell at this point as he was seriously on edge with his rollercoaster of emotions.

First, he barley could sleep that night just constantly thinking about how gentle the angel was. Even though he was silent most of the time, he still was very relaxing to be around. His messy short hair looked seriously soft as he just wanted to run his fingers though them badly. Last but not least, his god dam smile. What was with it? It was so adorable, even though it was weird to even think about in the first place. It just felt heavily wrong. Just, he couldn't help it at all. Not meaning to think about his admirable features at all. It wasn't his fault, he swore on it. Maybe these silly feelings will all melt away sooner or later, he'd probably just having mixed feelings on seeing a person for once in a life time.