See Through || Pico x Reader

How It Is

"Right," he reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of money. $1,000 to be exact."Here, take this."

"What for?"

"My father is taking me to some of his meetings and business trips across the city. Most likely for me to learn first hand what to do when I inherit his companies. I'll be gone all day and I don't want you to get bored here by yourself." He explained.

"I see. Well, that's nice of you, but I really don't need a thousand to hang out with my friend." I push the money across the counter back in his direction.

"This is an expensive neighborhood. You're gonna need it." He pushes it towards me again.

"We can go play tennis, or sit at the park. I promise you, I don't need a thousand dollars." I repeat and push it back.

He slaps his hand down on top of the money and jerks it back in my direction swiftly."I insist." He gives me a fake smile."I want you to have fun while I'm away."

"Fine."

I shove the money in the pocket of my hoodie and take my now empty plate to the kitchen sink to wash it. I could feel him eyeing me as I did so, probably wondering why I wash my own dishes instead of leaving for Monty.

"Go get dress in your favorite outfit, sweet heart." He waved to me as I walked back upstairs.

Jesus Christ, my thighs burn!

I take a shower and style my hair and make up before heading to the closet to get dressed.

What the hell is this abomination, you ask?

Well, my boyfriend doesn't like new age fashion because it shows too much skin. Even though the shirt and jeans still exist, but he picked out this outfit himself for me and I haven't worn it yet.

And for good reason.

But I figured I should make him happy before he leaves to spend a boring day with his old man so he'll feel better about being gone all day.

I make my way downstairs again after packing my essentials, cell phone, wallet with an absurd amount of money, and call Jenna.

"Hello, hello," she answers.

"Hey, Jenna."

"Oh no, you sound sad."

"I'm gonna need a 'bag' when we meet up today."

Bag is our code word for a spare change of clothes. I'm the only one who uses this code.

"Gotcha. I'll pack that new outfit you bought last week. I'll text you when I'm there."

"Thanks, Jen. You're the best."

"I know!"

I hung up the phone just as Markus was coming into the living room."Oh, sweety, you're wearing the outfit I picked out! You look stunning!" He clapped excitedly.

"Yeah, it's cute. Thanks." I say halfheartedly. His phone vibrates and he checks it instantly."That's him. Welp, go have fun today, sweet heart. Love you." He grabs my waist and kisses me passionately.

I kiss back, enjoying the warm feeling it brought me. But it's not as warm as it used to be. Minutes later after he leaves, my notification sound alerts me of a message from Jenna.

Jenna: I'm outside, bring your sad ass out here 😛

Me: I'm not sad, bitch.

Jenna: Let's see how bad the outfit is this time. Prepare to be roasted over an open flame, my friend.